"..."
The Mantis Man held the book in its hands, stunned.
Qin Ziwen wasn't worried about whether it could learn or recognize the words on the pages.
Because the text generated in the Hundred Schools Book Tower automatically adapted into the language easiest for the learner to understand, based on the languages they already knew.
The Mantis Man opened the book and its body shuddered, as if it had seen something incredible.
Qin Ziwen said, "Let's keep it for now. Give it basic food every day, and have someone check on its learning progress periodically. If it's doing well, you can give it some meat."
Zhao Pu said, "Yes, Chairman."
After Qin Ziwen left, a small partition was set up in a corner on the second floor of the Hundred Schools Book Tower.
A basin was placed in front of the Mantis Man, filled with grass and leaves.
"Will it be okay eating this stuff?" Zhao Pu frowned. 'Can it get full on just some leaves?'
