When the last chop fell, the rough stone was completely separated.
Everyone saw that in the small stone pit, there was actually a rotten butterfly.
What's this?
Everyone was stunned.
A butterfly?
A fossil?
"Hahaha." Donavan laughed, "Claud, I have to say that seeing a butterfly in the rough stone is very surprising and impressive. Unfortunately, it is not worth much. Of course, it is not bad to make a handicraft or specimen with it."
"Something's wrong!"
Keanan suddenly shouted.
This caused the atmosphere to tense up. Could it be that there was a reversal?
Everyone stared at the butterfly. As Keanan was the closest to the butterfly, he saw it the most clearly. His pupils contracted rapidly and his lips trembled.
"Its wings ... moved? Yes, it is alive!"
As if to respond to Keana
