Fu Yingxiao’s eyes widened. He could not move a muscle as he stared at the blueprint in shock. 

Chen Tianhua froze. “How many times has it been?” 

Fu Yingxiao could no longer hide the truth. 

“E-eleven times over the past ten years. The first few times were only requests for a few low-tier beast soldier and beast general specimens. This time, they wanted a beast king specimen. It wouldn’t make sense to spend too many resources to kill a beast king, so we… got the eggs instead.” Fu Yingxiao smiled bitterly. 

How did he rise to this position so quickly? How did he get to know Chen Tianhua’s work progress? It was all thanks to him receiving data from the Shura race. Plus, he was basically half a disciple of Chen Tianhua’s, so it wasn’t surprising...