Sylas ate slowly, one bite after another. It wasn't until he finished the last, his stomach feeling heavy and dense, that he finally spoke again.
"What is this?" Sylas asked.
"The food?" Isolde asked as though she didn't know.
Sylas nodded.
"Nothing special. Just taking advantage of Earth's crops."
Sylas' gaze flickered. Earth's crops?
Earth was a heavily injured world. Even with Sylas' efforts, Earth was only about to fully bloom into a Grade 10 Silver World.
While this was shocking to much of the Milky Way Sector, the strongest world in the Sect was still Grade 8 Silver. The gap wasn't that far.
In truth, a difference of even a single grade was enormous when directly comparing the worlds themselves. But that gap didn't manifest itself in such a way.
That was to say that there was nothing grown on Earth that Sylas shouldn't be able to get on the strongest world of the Milky Way Sector until now.
