One of them, a Zealot, had actually been rescued by Sheyan before, so as soon as he saw Sheyan, he immediately stood up and offered to buy Sheyan a drink. Of course Sheyan would not refuse his kindness, but he still chose the non-mainstream drink of fresh water. Under the amazed gazes of the other Protoss, he quickly grabbed Ol' Kido and pulled him to the back. It was worth mentioning that, in some aspects, the Protoss were rather similar to horses. They liked to sleep standing up. Some would sleep sitting down, but they would not lie down unless they really have to. Therefore, there was no bed in Ol' Kido's room. They also had a habit of placing a small piece of Pandora crystal on their forehead when they slept, so a pillar inlaid with Pandora crystal was indispensable in every Protoss bedroom. This was the first time Sheyan had entered the private bedroom of a Protoss, so he was rather curious, but he did not waste any time to take out the mission items that the powerful Zerg heroes or elites dropped when he killed them, and put them on the table one by one. They were all things like inner cores or hearts. Ol' Kido carefully inspected each of them, and at the same time, exclaimed in admiration. "Wow, what a huge Zergling joint. This guy must have been an elite." "A Hydralisk lymph gland as big as my fist! Now this is surprising! The Hydralisk must have been a hero." "The incisor of a common Ultralisk. Well, okay, it's passable." "A Predator's wing? Did you jump into the air to kill it? Oh, the Graviton Beam of a Phoenix made it fall down. Ha-ha, that's lucky."