Mike was in the middle of directing the mutated animals he had already tamed, using them to assist in constructing the enclosures. The work was steady and organized. Those that hadn't been tamed yet remained bound off to the side, looking all restless, but contained.
Only three were left.
It was just a matter of time before they too got tamed by Mike.
Still, Mike's focus wasn't on rushing the process. The enclosures came first. Proper separation was critical as farm animals couldn't be kept near the combat-type mutated animals; these animals still have their ferocious aura, which could affect the farm animals. The stress alone could kill them.
Especially the chickens.
They were fragile and easily startled. A single moment of panic during egg-laying could be enough to kill them on the spot.
