I am not lamenting that the magic pet is extraordinary. Of course, the magic pet is indeed very extraordinary.
But what Wendy wanted to lament was that as a descendant of a magical beast, a magic pet could fool humans into looking like this. It looked like a parent raising a child. This ability was absolutely extraordinary.
Seeing Silla holding Ruby in her hands, with a look of helplessness on her face, but a proud expression in her eyebrows, Wendy suddenly felt that Dean was really a terrible man.
What's scary is not his ability to breed these magical pets, but his ability to play with people's hearts.
Silla is not a professional, and Wendy is quite familiar with her situation since she has been in the hotel for so long.
She is just an ordinary girl living in District 13. Because she has a younger brother and a younger sister to support at home, she came to work in this hotel to support her family. She has no qualifications to become a professional and does not have a deep understanding of professionals.
Although she had gained some understanding of Warcraft because she was in a war zone and through the popular science of the Knights, her world was still far away from that of professionals.
However, today, this girl, who in Wendy's opinion, lived in completely different worlds from her, appeared at her door with a magic pet companion.
The girl's hand touched the demon pet, and her eyes showed tenderness and affection.
At that moment, Wendy realized that the boundary between the two worlds was blurred.
…It’s incredible.
The last time I saw ordinary people accepting items related to professionals without any hesitation was the time of the pharmacist.
They have developed many medicines that can be used to treat common diseases, allowing non-professionals to buy medicines by themselves to treat diseases, greatly reducing their mortality rate.
Therefore, we have gained the respect and support of this group of people.
Today, Wendy thought she saw a second pharmacist.
It makes sense if you think about it carefully. If there is a profession that even ordinary people can master and benefit from, then what reason do they have to refuse?
For the first time, Wendy sincerely believed that Sandora might have really found a treasure.
She found a piece of paper and wrote down her favorite food. She handed the note to Silla and watched the two pets go away. As soon as she closed the door and came back, she heard Sandora deliberately say: "How is it? Are you still in a hurry to leave?"
Wendy glanced at her sideways and responded with a sneer, "Let's go, why not go?"
"I've booked a teleportation ticket to the Kingdom of Hades for you. Wouldn't it be a pity not to leave?"
Sandora shrank her neck when she heard this, and sewed her mouth together again.
After suppressing the unclean things, Wendy sat on the small bed, pondered for a moment, and expressed her true thoughts.
"Let's stay for now. There's nothing going on anyway. The breeding house and the magic pet... have made such a big noise. I'm really curious about what kind of path they can take."
"Uh-huh-huh-huh!"
You won't be disappointed!
Sandora responded as she rolled on the bed.
Sandora is known as the drunken prophet, and her ability to spit out prophecies after drinking is well-known in her hometown.
Those who heard it said yes, but those who didn’t heard it grew grass in their graves!
How could it go wrong?
Saying this, Shandora turned her back and faced the wall, but she felt guilty in her heart.
You can't make mistakes, but being capable doesn't mean you're reliable.
It’s been so long and there’s no news. Could it be that that guy forgot about the custom-made magic pet?
…
Dean, who was being talked about by Sandora, was completely unaware of this.
He had long forgotten about any selective breeding plan.
All he could think about now was the small fry in his hand, which was no bigger than a palm.
Looking at the transparent, crystal-like body, Dean held it carefully, feeling a little at a loss.
This is the fry of the Akaman divine fish, which is in its most vulnerable period. At this time, it can only be regarded as a semi-finished product rather than a baby demon pet.
For it to be fully formed, the most critical step is still missing, planting seedlings.
This seedling refers to planting the fry into one's own spiritual sea and feeding it with spiritual power. Only by connecting it with spiritual power can the Akaman Divine Fish have the foundation for survival.
This step can also be regarded as parasitism in terms of mental power.
The divine fish born in this way is born with the nature of the owner's own spiritual power.
If the host possesses special mental talent, then the Akaman fish that grows up will also exhibit various miraculous qualities.
From the appearance to the inner core, there will be major or minor changes, just as there is no identical mental power in the world, and different mental powers cannot give birth to the Akaman fish with the same appearance.
Of course, Dean still has some ideas in this regard, and he will not make unrealistic conjectures.
He is a very easy-going parent. He does not seek variation or anything special in his children. After all, the innate conditions are here and there is really not much room for them to develop.
As long as it's not perverted.
Putting the divine fish into Xiaolan's hands, Dean leaned on the rocking chair and nodded towards it.
Planting fish fry into the spiritual sea may not be difficult for the caster, but for Dean, who doesn't even know where the spiritual sea is, it is a bit too complicated.
So he directly handed it over to Xiaolan, and let her plant the fry into his spiritual sea.
Holding the small fry, which was as big as its two palms put together, Xiao Lan lovingly touched the fry's round dead eyes, and then with one lunge, grabbed it and jumped in. In Dean's hair.
To be honest, the moment it went in, Dean suddenly felt a little nervous.
He grasped the armrest tightly and frowned unconsciously, looking prepared.
After waiting for about a minute or so, before his emotions were fully mobilized, Xiao Lan jumped down from his head and made the "ok" gesture he had just learned.
Is this the end?
Dean was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly felt a sharp pain in his temple.
He sat up and supported the table. Before he could take a closer look, the pain disappeared again like an illusion.
As the pain disappeared, Dean's mind seemed to be clear and clear, as if his two channels of Ren and Du had been opened.
It was as if a certain barrier that originally existed in his body had been completely penetrated.
After carefully sensing his own state, Dean felt blessed and made a meditative posture.
Then he closed his eyes as he had practiced countless times.
He 'saw' a small light blue lake.
And in the small lake, the little fry was so active that it was completely different from the fish before.
The little fry, which had never seen much of the world, was obviously very happy. Even though this shallow level of mental power could barely make it swim, and it couldn't even make large movements, it was still very satisfied.
In contrast, Dean's mood was a bit complicated.
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