Dean, who had already walked far away, didn't know what was happening in the hall. He brought the group of seven to the breeding room. As soon as he sat down, he heard Cyril ask impatiently.
"I just heard from President Dean that the little green monkey is the new familiar of the breeding house. Does it... have the ability to induce the birth of medicinal herbs?"
Monet's eyebrows twitched.
This is too direct a question.
Although he looked about the same age, the other party was the president of the Origin Guild and his status was much higher than theirs. Silur's question might be misunderstood as lack of respect.
He hesitated for a moment, but in case Dean had any knots in his heart, he took the initiative and said, "Excuse me, President Dean, our captain is a little excited..."
Dean shook his head to show that he didn't care.
"It doesn't matter. You are the first group of people to come into contact with the little medicine monkey besides the people in the breeding house. If you have any ideas, you can put them forward for my reference."
He raised the corners of his lips like a close elder, showing great consideration. His mature temperament created a strong sense of separation from his immature face that looked young.
Naiya Farah glanced at Dean like this, then turned to look at his captain, and the look of disgust on his face suddenly became a little more intense.
After comforting Monet, Dean turned his head and answered Silur's question.
"That is the newly selected F-level magic pet medicine monkey. It has special talents and skills, which can accelerate the growth of medicinal herbs. But after all, it is only F-level, and the effect is not too outstanding. What you just saw, in fact, It’s the result of fifty little medicine monkeys using their abilities together.”
He had no intention of hiding anything and told everything completely. However, after hearing the truth, Silur's expression became more and more excited.
But before he could speak, Monet took the lead and said, "Can we infer the skills and talents of demon pets that have not been selected, and then project them?"
Dean glanced at him and nodded.
"I have some experience in selecting and breeding demon pets."
Is that what you call "some" experience?
As soon as these words came out, even Silur, who was still immersed in his own emotions, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
Anyone with a little bit of common sense knows that by founding the Origin Guild, making familiars famous, and opening up a new path for breeders, all the honors accumulated, it is no exaggeration to say that on the path of selective breeding, Dean has become almost There is a founder-level existence.
That is the figure that future breeders will need to build a statue of and salute from time to time.
This kind of person still claims to have "some experience"?
Silur almost didn't recognize the quantifier "point".
Monet, who was sitting next to him, had similar thoughts.
The doubts that had just arisen were suffocated in the soil before they had time to sprout.
Dean had already said this, and he couldn't question it anymore. And if he thought about it carefully, with the other party's current status, there was really no need to use an F-level magic pet to deceive them. Their trouser pockets were cleaner than their faces. of small professionals.
In other words, the little medicine monkey can really...
Thinking of the amazing performance of those green monkeys just now, Monet also started to feel excited.
Seeing that the first fire seemed to have the desired effect, Dean withdrew his gaze with satisfaction and continued: "In fact, among the batch of magic pets just now, only half were little medicine monkeys, and there was another type of monkey. You may not have noticed the magic pet, but it is an F-class magic pet that was started to be bred in the same batch as Little Medicine Monkey. It is called Fuling Monkey. It is a special kind of magic pet whose talent is linked to luck..."
Dean originally thought that no one would notice the ordinary-looking Fu Ling Monkey with the big pomp and show in front of him. Who knew that just halfway through his words, he heard that the member of the seven-person group had never been very good at it? The female professional who spoke, Noanti, suddenly said: "Is it the kind of little monkey with a wisp of red hair on its head?"
"Yes."
Dean looked at her slightly surprised and nodded in acknowledgement.
As if recalling the scene he just saw in the hall, Noanti subconsciously touched his left arm and affirmed in a statement, "That is a very powerful magic pet."
This compliment without beginning or end left Dean a little confused, but it didn't matter whether he understood it or not. It was enough for the people of the Red Moon Team to understand.
After hearing Noanti's speech, except for Meng En, who had just joined the team, who still looked confused, everyone else who knew her ability couldn't help but become serious.
Naiyafalla even used the cover of the table to step on Silur. The obvious urging in his eyebrows almost forced him to talk to Dean about the Fuling Monkey.
Silur flexed his toes, and while scorning Naiyafala's cruelty, he asked Dean: "The magic pet that can change luck is a very powerful magic pet, and of course the fertility herbs are not bad either... I don't know when, Only then can we have the opportunity to see these two kinds of magic pets?"
He looked at Dean expectantly, and his attitude was actually much more enthusiastic than before.
This was caused by Noanti's words.
As close friends, they all know which totem is on Noanti's left arm. It is a pattern derived from people's worship of "treasure", which has gathered a lot of enthusiasm for treasure hunting, so it has formed a pair of totems. Extraordinary perception of opportunity.
Since she even said that, it means...
The value of the blessed monkey is definitely beyond imagination.
Several people looked at each other, and at the same time saw the words "destined to win" in each other's eyes.
They all turned their heads and looked at Dean.
Being baptized by the gaze again, although Dean didn't know the reason, he vaguely guessed something from the abnormal behavior of several people.
After pretending to make an estimate, he responded: "It should take a few more days. What, is there any problem?"
"actually……"
With the huge temptation in front of him, Silur didn't struggle anymore. He stated his plan directly.
Dean listened carefully, as if the eavesdropping last night had never happened, but in his heart, he felt like a fish had taken the bait.
Obviously, the Red Moon Team has been impressed by his big cake. Now he is just a little monkey playing in water, which can no longer satisfy their desires.
Silur's face was full of undisguised desire, and you knew without asking that he had already made up his mind to have three kinds of familiars.
Previously, due to lack of funds, I only prepared a plan to play with water monkeys, and I don’t know where it was thrown away.
Now I'm afraid that if Dean agrees to his previous plan, Silur himself will not agree.
Watching things gradually develop in the direction he wanted, Dean held his chin and showed a tangled expression just right.
