"Come on! It's not my fault that my ability needs me to constantly eat food. Or, why do you think I got so fat?" The fat man looked at the other and snorted while biting another piece from the wings.
Other men looked at him and sighed.
"Even so, that formula should be in the hands of the council. Only then it can truly benefit humanity. After all, the council is the foundation for humanity." Another person with a tanned tone and bulky body spoke. He was another Half-Supreme.
"They won't give us on such reasons. Either we must use force or we must use some tactics. But for now, let's just observe. After all, it might simply fail or have horrible side effects." The man with the sword made a serious expression and spoke.
Hearing his words, everyone nodded in agreement.
At the same time,