After walking for an unknown distance, Professor Brown suddenly stopped in his tracks. He turned around and asked the little packrat with a smile, "Baby, do you like anything that Susanna introduced to you just now? I'll give it to you."
The boy shook his head. "No. I don't like deformed things."
Professor Brown narrowed his eyes. "That's a pity… I don't have anything normal here. However, I now think that it's not bad to have a normal thing here. There are two empty places here, and one is just right for a normal child's corpse…"
He pointed to the left wall.
There was a glass cover that was more than a meter tall. It was indeed just enough to accommodate the dried corpse of a three-year-old child.
A normal three-year-old child.
The little boy blinked her big eyes. "Aren't you going back to America soon? You don't have time to look at it even if it's here. What's the use?"
