In this way, his psychological pressure will be smaller, which is an alternative form of self-regulation.
Facts also proved that Dean's previous preparations were not in vain. The dissection went very smoothly, and even the possibility of wasting the first time was nipped in the cradle, and the original spirit was successfully obtained.
It can be said to be the best result he expected.
However, it was also destined that the first primitive spirit born in another world would be extremely fragile.
So Dean's attention to it inevitably increased a lot.
If he didn't survive, forget it. If he survived, he would have to do his best to preserve the original spirit.
Otherwise, Dean would be heartbroken to death if the magic pet he obtained would go up to heaven with a golden halo.
After using the curing agent to strengthen the newly put together broken body, Dean used his mental power to transfer it into a can-shaped container. After pouring two large barrels of preservation solution to seal it, he opened the door to the laboratory and stepped out. This room was sealed off all day.
…
"teacher!"
As soon as Dean went out, he was blocked in the corridor by the apprentices who had been waiting for a long time.
He asked Kana to take the magic pet and go first, while he was one step behind and took over the business report handed over by the apprentices.
Lucy followed the teacher, clasping her fingers as she walked to report.
"The first batch of Falling Star Hair Demons has been sold out. According to your instructions, the purchase quantity has been limited. However, there are still magicians who have purchased several through special channels and want to try to parasitize multiple Falling Star Hair Demons. I We put the precautions in the breeding manual and gave it to these customers, and they said they would give us feedback if there are results."
"In addition, because the Falling Star Hair Monster is sold out, the number of customers in the breeding house has dropped significantly compared with the past few days. However, many customers have been hired to watch us launch new magic pets, so everyone is interested in the breeding house. The level of attention should be relatively high..."
After giving her own inference uncertainly, Lucy turned her head and looked at the teacher's expression. After finding that it was not denied, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
The debriefing continues.
"Also, we found out that someone was buying low-level magic pets in large quantities..."
Speaking of this question, Lucy paused for a moment, as if waiting for Dean's reaction.
Dean shook his head after reading the statistics on the flow of the magic pet in his hand.
"Do not care."
This is an expected development, and even though no one has done this until now, Dean still feels that the reaction is a bit slow.
Or maybe I was worried about being discovered by him, so I went around in too many circles.
But obviously, these people took themselves a little too seriously.
Dean has no intention of interfering too much, nor does he have the leisure to devote his energy to paying attention to these trivial matters. As for whether those people can get the results they want by putting in so much effort, it depends on their own abilities. .
The two quickly reached a consensus and continued the report.
After Dean made arrangements for the breeding house and the guild, Lucy finally found the right opportunity to snitch on certain people.
She observed the teacher's expression out of the corner of her eye, and after confirming that the time was right, she pinched her fingers slightly nervously and said.
"And Mr. Alpha, he..."
As if she had some kind of stress reaction to the name, Lucy pursed her lips and her expression twisted for a moment before continuing.
"He's a little too energetic..."
In just one sentence, he expressed countless sadness and dissatisfaction.
Dean, who knew what the little apprentice meant, couldn't help but sigh.
He understands.
Alpha really doesn't have any academic skills.
He is a standard doer and is more suitable for practice than studying theory.
After looking at his sister and teacher, Ronan said sarcastically: "Speaking of Mr. Alpha, he just took away the contact information left by the Assassin Organization from me and said he wanted to take on some work..."
"Did you give it to him?"
Lucy glared at her brother.
Ronan nodded sheepishly, "Mr. Alpha said that the teacher promised that he could find a part-time job to supplement his family income, so I gave him his contact information..."
Dean rubbed his eyebrows and found this memory from a corner.
He remembered.
This is indeed the case.
Because when Alpha went to withdraw money, he found that he had no idea when his father had cut off financial support... Although this was an expected development, even his private money had been dug out and taken away. This matter is obviously not included in Alpha's pre-calculation.
Rather, he was quite annoyed by it.
If Dean hadn't stopped him, Alpha would have almost overturned the table and robbed him. His ferocious face scared the staff into a cold sweat.
Of course, from Alpha's point of view, he is just taking out the property that belongs to him in a way that does not require the consent of others.
To say "rob" is an exaggeration.
Dean did not expect that Alpha, who had said so confidently that he would not engage in illegal activities such as "robbery", would then turn around and start selling human lives.
As expected of him.
After closing the materials, Dean adjusted the subsequent arrangements, then separated from the apprentices and returned to his room.
It wasn't until the next morning that he saw Alpha again, who was said to have gone to pick up a job.
"Hey, boss, are you finally ready to go out?"
The assassin sank into the sofa, his feet resting wildly on the table.
Without saying a word, Dean raised his hair and pulled off his leg, responding to Alpha's greeting with action.
"Hey, you really did it. Am I not your precious experimental subject?"
Alpha lowered his legs but made no move to stop.
"You can easily make me wonder if there is someone out there."
Dean felt his hair curl into fists and move around.
Alfa realized that he was about to overturn his car and immediately straightened his posture and took out a money bag from his pocket.
"Come on, I'll be there for you. I'm not the kind of person who eats alone."
As he spoke, he flicked the money bag and threw it into Dean's arms.
The cloth bag that exuded the smell of copper fell into Dean's hand with a pop. He weighed the bag and cleared his throat.
"Take care of it yourself and don't bring trouble to the breeding room."
"Don't worry, I have been doing this job for many years, there will be no mistakes."
After the two of them chatted for a few words, they casually dropped the topic.
Lucy and Ronan looked at their teacher in shock. He looked calm, as if he wasn't the one who had been condemning this kind of private work.
The tone of voice changes too quickly!
The students' pupils were trembling, and they felt as if they had stepped into the adult world with one foot.
Is this the power of money?
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