"twitter?"
Looking at the Akaman divine fish that seemed to sense something and kept hitting the pillar, Xia tugged its tail curiously.
The questioning action only resulted in a cold and merciless flick of the tail. The Akaman fish neatly slapped its hand away and turned to the pillar again.
"Here."
Does this count as a quarrel with yourself?
Blinking her eyes, Kana looked at the confused box on her left, then turned her head and looked at the Akaman fish on her right, which looked full of vicissitudes of life, with a thoughtful expression.
As soon as he saw its appearance, he knew it was hopeless. He gave up asking for help, went to the table, and took away the notes Dean left casually.
The very abstract pattern fell into his eyes, and the old man frowned, a little confused.
It widened its eyes and opened its eyelids with determination.
It was really an eye-opener...
The demon pet showed a solemn expression.
Call it painting, I feel like you can't draw something like this even with your feet; call it text, there doesn't seem to be such... strange words.
So what does this mean?
"...Morse code."
Seeing the box's doubts about him in the box's eyes, Dean twitched the corner of his mouth, made fun of it casually, took away the paper, folded it and stuffed it into the cabinet.
not the right time yet.
Dean pushed the box to the window and drove it away. Looking at the old man's retreating figure, Dean lowered the lock and turned off the system that was still performing the deduction.
He still needs to think about how to complete the breeding of the Akaman divine fish with the help of the original spirit. I am afraid that he will not be able to complete this breeding plan for a while.
Let the old man consolidate the benefits gained from this transformation first.
Looking at the dark night, Dean thought a little distractedly.
Although it is safer to use boxes as the starting point for breeding, it is not without other problems.
The most prominent one is how to grasp the direction of its transformation.
Despite the two very offensive skills [King Kong Blockade] and [Box Chain], there is no doubt that the overall development direction of the box is still based on the two keywords of "guard" and "enchantment".
This is also the most suitable development direction for the box.
But it is more difficult to make the Akaman Divine Fish, which originally did not have abilities in this area, develop in this direction.
At least judging from the current situation, it is obvious that some other efforts are needed.
Many plans came to mind. Dean lowered the curtains and watched the scenery outside the window being blocked in front of his eyes, forcing his mind to empty out and calm down.
I almost forgot, this time it’s a selective breeding between demon pets and demon pets, and we can’t go the same old way again.
He rubbed his brows, suddenly aware of his own madness.
But creation is inherently crazy.
People who are not crazy cannot create anything valuable.
And this kind of madness will be like a certain disease, growing from small to large, quickly corroding people's reason and brain in a short period of time.
It's easy to get bad, but it's hard to get cured.
He put down his hand and looked into the distance, his eyes were deep and pointed.
…
Raleye City.
"How's it going? Is there any result?"
The woman who got up from the desk and slept until her face was red yawned and walked to the man wearing the crow mask, feebly.
"..."
The man was like a statue, silently looking at the scene behind the magic wall. Although he did not speak, his doubts and confusion were easily captured by the woman who knew him very well.
Gu Qing "failed..."
The woman sighed and looked at the flashing magic fairway next to her.
"Serui, record the time. The 126th experiment of 'extracting obedience from the blood of a demon pet and injecting it into the body of a demon beast' failed."
The magic ball flashed twice and replied with a cold voice.
"Recorded."
The woman turned her head and looked at the monster that was hitting the wall crazily behind the magic wall. She stretched out her hand to twist the magic stone and started the cleaning process.
"Seriously, I hate this name that takes a lot of time to pronounce."
"If you had considered my opinion, I would never have let this long and smelly name appear in the project report."
"Fortunately... I probably won't have many opportunities to recite its full name in the future."
She reached out and touched the transparent magic wall that exuded golden light. The woman's white fingertips stopped somewhere on the back where the blood was splashed. It wasn't until the dazzling red color was washed away by the cleaning magic that she retracted her hand and looked at man.
"Klock has already developed a B-class familiar. If your experiment has no results, resources will gradually be transferred to other groups starting from the day after tomorrow..."
"You know what this means, right?"
Without giving him a chance to explain vaguely, the woman asked herself and answered: "It means your research has been abandoned."
"This may be a very novel statement to you, but I must warn you that R'lyeh City's precious resources will not always be consumed on meaningless research, even if it is the 'indication' you can get, It’s also limited.”
Speaking of this, the woman's lips seemed to curl up in pleasure.
It seemed that the fact that the man did not receive too much preferential treatment pleased her.
The raven-headed mask tilted to one side, then returned to its original position.
A low, hoarse voice came from under the mask.
"……I know."
You should also know how to stop when you are hurting your heart. When you successfully see the woman who wants to react, you look away and your tone becomes much calmer.
"Actually, I'm quite curious. Before this, you have been responsible for proving the necessity of the existence of new professions. You are almost completely on the opposite side of a project like ours... Why did you choose to stand on the 'useless' side this time?" Woolen cloth?"
"Isn't it a little uncomfortable for you?"
And it also offends people.
The woman was quite curious as she thought of the unlucky guy who was forcibly replaced in the opposite research group.
Although research is said to be free, there are always factions in academic circles. This time "Crow" suddenly proposed to change the subject, which caused a lot of trouble.
As if she remembered something, the woman's mood dropped and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
"...I like things that are challenging."
The man was silent for a long time. Just when she thought she couldn't get an answer, the man under the crow mask looked at a certain monster in the magic wall that had hit its head against the wall and suddenly responded.
In other words, in his opinion, it is very challenging to prove the breeder wrong?
The woman raised her eyebrows and subconsciously wanted to refute, but she turned to look at the scene inside the magic wall and didn't know what to say.
It seems...there is no rebuttal.
After all, so many experiments have indeed ended in failure.
...frustrating.
"That's really... the highest praise."
The woman walked outside, her heels playing crisp music on the ground.
As the footsteps gradually faded away, she sighed with a slight smile.
"Don't be discouraged, my great genius. If you can't 'deny', then 'obey' and 'support'..."
"...until it perishes on its own."
The last experimental monster slammed into the magic wall. The man looked at its scarlet eyes and the blood-stained miserable state of its body. He lowered his eyes and fell into a long silence again.
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