Chapter 78

The black swan was as big as a yacht, and a few fluffy little heads were nestled under its wings, sleeping soundly. They must be its chicks.

The black swan swam forward with its head held high and chest puffed out, its eyes carrying an air of innate pride.

Many behemoths and management NPCs hurriedly lowered their heads when they saw it.

'Is some big shot here doing an inspection?' Cora wondered.