Within the city of the 109th district, Ming began to cut and collect the mutant mantis, which was food for the little crab. As for the earthworms, he would only feed them when there was no other choice, as they were his source of wealth and experience.
Mainly because the taste of the mutant mantis's limbs suited the little crab's palate. After all, it was similar to a coconut, with a crispy exterior and tender white meat inside.
"Alan, bring your two eagles over and help me cut this up," Ming called to Alan, who trotted over, directing the two giant eagles to dissect the mutant mantis's body with their talons. He said, "Brother, these two giant eagles are pretty good, do you want to keep one?"
"Them?" Ming stood up straight, walked over, and patted the head of the giant eagle. "They seem quite plump. How's the meat? I just got some honey."
The two giant eagles, without their owner's command, shrank back and looked at their owner with helpless eyes.