Michael felt this world's rules probably wouldn't be based on the body's age. If that were the case, his body most likely wouldn't count as valid anyway.
After all, on this continent, he didn't think anyone other than him was born from energy like this except for the ancient gods.
[You're not wrong. But you're still a 'weirdo' in this world, so be careful. Your identity is even stranger than Leo's.]
'Hmph, I'm not an idiot. I understand simple stuff like this.'
He never once thought he was more 'normal' than Leo. Anyway, he was a god, a whole tier above as a transmigrator.
"Ah, um… I don't think Raphael can help you with anything big. But if it's getting you food, that's not hard for him. If your appetite is like a normal person's, even I could handle it."
Leo only realized after coming to this world that his appetite was totally insane. An entire squad back in the day didn't eat as much as he does now.
