Every time he opened his mouth, it was about topics like dissection, childbirth, or slicing samples.
But some questions persistently troubled Song Que, and now only Miss Ju Mang could answer them. Left with no other choice, he had to seek out Miss Ju Mang.
"Talent? I thought you finally came to your senses and decided Qiao's wisdom wasn't good enough for you, and that we could create life tonight. I didn't expect you to ask about talent?"
"..." Song Que clearly wasn't like Shang Lu, lacking sufficient experience to handle this kind of scientific eccentric.
Miss Ju Mang thought for a moment and said,
"Your question is whether you want to burn your talent a second time but can't find that door again, right?"
