'So... Yu Fei must have another profession, right?'
The old man speculated.
He had been mired in the painful blow of 'lost love' these past few days, causing his behavior to become erratic. This was a common downside for Evolvers.
Stable genes typically led to rational thought. Although some species were more volatile, they still had their limits.
Evolvers, however, were different. They were burdened with the contamination of too many foreign species, making them extremely prone to losing control. When faced with external emotional shocks, they were more likely to become extreme.
Yu Fei, however, paid no mind to the old man's petty thoughts. Dealing with this trash was a simple matter for him.
A bit of teleportation and Soul Capturing was all it took.
When the old man went over, he saw the ground covered in "materials"—all of them alive, with no physical injuries, just mentally shattered.
Having handled these minor matters, Yu Fei didn't give them a second thought.
