Evie added, "How about giving it to me? When I see her next time, I'll make it up to her." "Ugh!" Emma was slumped over the Gravicar's bathroom sink, retching miserably for what felt like forever. Edric, pacing behind her, was frantic and helpless. "Emma, are you really all right? Let's go to the hospital." Guilt gnawed at him. If he hadn't insisted on taking her out for that meal, she wouldn't have ended up like this. "I—Ugh…" … After a few more agonizing minutes, Emma finally stopped gagging and waved him off weakly. "I'm fine. That beast meat just grossed me out." 18 Feast of Beasts?It might have looked appetizing, but the taste was like fish preserved for ten thousand years—hard, foul, and impossibly rank. The stench had shot straight to her head, leaving her dizzy and nauseous. Back when she'd been broke, she'd never eaten food cooked by an interstellar chef, but even raw beast meat had never been this revolting. How could anyone ruin it so completely? And to think that revolting pile of sludge—something no one in their right mind would eat—had cost two billion star coins. Emma could only call it daylight robbery. Edric saw her face pale from vomiting, and the guilt in his chest deepened. He fished a fruit-flavored nutrient fluid from his bag and held it out. "Emma, this one tastes better." Since the auto-piloted Gravicar didn't have a kitchen, it was the best he could offer.After everything, Emma was starving. She accepted the nutrient fluid and downed it in a few gulps. Compared to that monstrosity of a meal, the nutrient fluid tasted divine. "Edric, seriously—none of you think that food is disgusting?" she asked once she caught her breath, curiosity piqued. Somehow, that horrid stuff still had people lining up for it. Edric gave a wry smile. "Yeah, it's not great. But compared to raw beast meat or nutrient fluid that just keeps a therian's body running, it's the best option we've got." Therians preferred the feeling of fullness. Legend said that, long ago, they'd devoured beasts whole. However, as beasts evolved, their meat became inedible unless it was specially processed and cooked—or converted into nutrient fluid extracted from the meat itself. Understanding dawned on Emma. She gently stroked the well-behaved Edric's cheek and said softly, "Edric, if you ever want to eat something different, tell me. I'll teach you how to cook it—or make it for you if I have time." What kind of life has Edric been living all this time? Her chest ached just thinking about it. She wanted nothing more than to pull him into her arms. Before long, the Gravicar stopped in front of the Interstellar Hunter Alliance Tower in the commercial district. Edric had originally planned to take her home to rest, but Emma insisted on seeing what the legendary headquarters looked like. He led her out, their fingers intertwined. Emma tilted her head back, eyes wide as she stared up at the towering skyscraper that seemed to pierce the clouds. "Edric, is this entire building yours?" The structure stretched endlessly skyward—hundreds of floors at least. Every surrounding sign read "Interstellar Hunter Alliance." Does this whole district belong to the Interstellar Hunter Alliance? "Emma, you've got it wrong," Edric replied with a faint smile. "This building isn't mine. It's yours now." He gestured toward the surrounding towers. "Those, too—all of them belong to you." After bonding, everything the male owned was automatically transferred to the female. The female then provided the male with a monthly allowance. Emma's eyes widened. "So, I'm rich now?" Not only were there more than twenty towers, but the grounds were overflowing with lush herbs. The same kind she'd spent a billion star coins on earlier were growing here in abundance. "Emma, do you like it here?" Edric asked, nervous. The facilities on A1 were limited; the Hunter Alliance had done its best to make the environment comfortable. "I freaking love it," Emma said without hesitation. How can I not love it? She'd hit the cosmic jackpot. She'd done absolutely nothing, and yet—thanks to the Beast God giving her a husband—she now owned an entire cluster of towers. She could probably laugh herself awake from this dream. "Edric, you're incredible," she said earnestly. He flushed and shook his head. "I'm not that amazing. The Hunter Alliance isn't even the top organization." It was just second place. "No," Emma replied, smiling. "To me, you're the best." Her praise made his cheeks turn even pinker. "Come on, Edric. Take me inside already." He nodded, still blushing, and squeezed her hand as he guided her through the grand doors of the central tower. What awaited her inside took her breath away. Instead of cold metal corridors, she found herself surrounded by a simulated ecosystem—lush greenery, softly glowing flora, and the distant calls of beasts. Walking inside felt less like entering a building and more like stepping into a living, breathing forest.