Ah Feng used a wooden clip to take a black Y-shaped Spit Silk from the box and placed it in a separate glass jar.
He patiently observed it through the glass.
The young Insect Breeder said, "Chairman, as long as the insects keep reproducing, the next generation will have some variations, more or less. Some may have longer or shorter tentacles, some may become more heat-resistant or frost-resistant."
"The Spit Silk has split 7 rounds, amounting to 127 reproductions, so it's quite normal for a mutated offspring to appear."
Ah Feng took out a toolkit, retrieved stainless steel tweezers and a long stick from it, and checked the three chambers of the Y-shaped Spit Silk. The Spit Silk initially clung tightly to the metal tool but soon spit it out, clearly disliking it.
"It also doesn't show much aggressiveness."
"However, I need to run some experiments and observe its feeding before I can determine the specifics."
So Zhou Yi let him take it back for research.
