"But it's a pity; these beautiful and majestic insects have already gone extinct on the island."
The old man's words suddenly carried a hint of melancholy.
Hearing this, Alka quickly asked, "Extinct? Why?"
The old man appeared somewhat indignant at Alka's question.
But his voice carried a trace of helplessness as he said, "Did you see the avenue covered in flowers when you entered the city?
"Many of those flowers were transplanted from other islands, some of which are quite beautiful, but their pollen is lethal to the Golden Horn Hammer.
"This caused an ecological imbalance on the island, but those noblemen wouldn't care about such things."
"Sigh." He couldn't help but let out a sigh at this point.
Alka could only nod in understanding.
But he asked, "Then when did this insect become extinct?"
"Probably over 20 years ago."
