Ace entered the system space once again, this time with a clear goal—to find the most useful variant humans for the development of the Divine Garden.
As he strolled through the bustling Immortal Market, his mind wandered to a peculiar realization.
Unlike the Spirit Cows and Spirit Pigs he owned, Spirit Chickens were granted the prestigious title of Phoenix Chickens.
Back when he first acquired them, he hadn't paid much attention to the name.
Even the system had once dismissed it, claiming that just because something was called phoenix didn't make it special.
Yet, reality was proving otherwise.
He had recalled overhearing someone offering one Red Immortal Bead in exchange for a Phoenix Chicken—not that he had caught the exact grade they were asking for.
But still, that was enough to make him reconsider their worth.
And just earlier, he had traded twenty dwarves and human-grade mining equipment for one medium-quality Spirit Chicken.
It was ridiculous.
