In the crowded meat stall cabin.
The Third Brother knelt on the wooden planks, clumsily mimicking the flapping of fly wings.
He emitted a low buzzing sound like a fly, "Bzzz bzzz bzzz, bzzz bzzz, bzzz bzzz bzzz…"
His actions were rather silly, but the buzzing sound from his mouth was extremely realistic, even attracting several green-headed flies, which buzzed around him!
His Immortal Beast Fly seemed to understand the "fly language" from his mouth, and it, too, buzzed over, flying alongside him on his shoulder.
His arm flapped faster and faster, gradually catching up with the speed of the fly's wings!
His voice also grew deeper and deeper, gradually matching the rhythm of a fly!
He could feel that he and the fly were becoming increasingly synchronized!
He could feel as if he was truly turning into a fly!
Looking again at the other flies around him... they suddenly seemed larger.
Looking again at the crowded meat stall cabin... it suddenly seemed spacious.
