The Magical Battle Beast
編集者: EndlessFantasy Translation
The langurs were only the size of a palm.
They were not even as big as the petals of some flowers.
The morning dew was like pearls that fell from the sky, each drop crystal clear.
To the langurs, these dewdrops were a little too big.
Each time, the langurs carried a dewdrop.
Even the strongest langur could only carry a little more than a dewdrop.
Locke hid far away and watched as the langurs jumped up and down to collect dewdrops. He could not help but be puzzled.
Could the monkey wine be brewed from these dewdrops?
It could not be!
The dewdrops were just water vapor in the air that condensed on the leaves when it got cold.
In a certain sense, it was no different from the water in a stream.
Although there were all kinds of magic in this world, it was impossible to turn ordinary water into a precious monkey wine.
Locke held his breath and prepared to observe the brewing process of the monkey wine.