987 Is It Still Even My Heart...?

While Thor and Jörmungandr were arguing, ancestor Imyr approached Lady Sphinx and sat next to her.

Seeing that he had a serious expression, Lady Sphinx closed her book gently and placed it on her lap.

Instead of speaking at once, ancestor Imyr turned to stare at Felix, who was busting his ass to control more than ten gigantic electrical weapons simultaneously.

For the past five years, ancestor Imyr had observed Felix a great deal, making him quite pleased with his hard work.

Although Felix had a century of time, he still invested more than sixteen hours a day to train...To do so every single day for five years straight required an uncanny and respectful discipline.

"I have been thinking lately, can humans really adapt to everything?" Ancestor Imyr finally asked.

"In what sense?"

"Physical wise."