Chapter: 382

“Wait a second… shouldn’t wooden crates have turned to ashes with everything else?”

Jay quickly turned around, grabbing one of the crates.

Even the nails were corroded and barely hanging on, but the wood was fine, as if it had been cut from a tree yesterday. A curious smile slowly began forming on Jay’s face.

Since coming to Helvetia, it was perhaps the only normal organic thing he found – not that it was normal anyway.

Jay pulled a crate apart and analysed the wood.