"Dong dong."
"Owner!"
The next morning, Hu Hua Jing looked at the time and waited until it was the time Dean usually got up, then flew to his bedroom window and kowtowed on the glass.
One after another, very clear.
This excessively hard knocking on the window successfully attracted Dean's attention. He opened the window and put the nonsense mirror in.
The mirror flew into the room lightly, and was not in a hurry to report to Dean. After turning left and right twice, his spiritual power poured out instantly, and he grabbed it down along the window sill. Dean, who felt something strange, turned his head and saw nonsense. Jing used his mental power to drag a large pile of belongings into the room one by one, like dumplings.
Soon, the floor was covered.
"...What is this?"
Looking at the scraps of metal on the ground, Dean rubbed his brows, his tone full of exhaustion.
It makes people feel sad to say it.
The mirror would cause trouble every now and then, and he was too lazy to get angry.
But this time, Dean was unjustly telling nonsense. It was really doing this for business.
“It’s the instrument that plays the soundtrack!”
Contrary to Dean, who was exhausted physically and mentally, the Nonsense Mirror was very energetic. It organized its belongings and happily announced that the BGM that Dean had asked it to create had been successfully completed.
And after several rounds of experiments, the results fully met Dean's requirements.
It made a special trip to find Dean this time, bringing the finished product for his acceptance.
"oh?"
This is good news.
Dean used his mental power to carry two stools over, and after surrounding the nonsense mirror with Kana on the left and right, he made a "please" gesture.
Under the gaze of two pairs of eyes, Hushua Jing cleared his throat pretentiously and then began his performance.
Almost as soon as the melody appeared, Dean knew that this mirror was not talking nonsense. Although it was only the first version, it captured the essence of the nonsense mirror and picked up all the elements he needed very keenly.
The maturity of the work far exceeded Dean's expectations.
He never thought that Hu Shuo Jing could reproduce the BGM in his memory to such an extent.
The pile of things on the ground that he had just evaluated as "junk iron" also played a very important role. It was not until the Nonsense Mirror began to control them that Dean realized what these items were.
I don't know where it got so many rare musical instruments. Some of them, if it weren't for the nonsense mirror operation, Dean would never have thought they were a type of musical instrument.
Looking at the instrument, which was swinging from side to side as if it was alive under the control of mental power, something felt wrong when Dean glanced at the nonsense mirror.
It’s quite a shock that “after seeing each other for three days, I’m looking at each other with admiration”.
If you can think of using your mental power to control these special musical instruments from another world and combine them to create special sound effects, this guy's brain can do it.
Standing up from the stool, Dean walked to the nonsense mirror and curiously looked at the strange musical instruments around it. The spiritual power of the demon pet moved among them very flexibly. Every instrument was playing very loyally. Fulfilling one's mission.
It was also with their help that Hu Shuojing could single-handedly support the performance of a BGM.
Feeling the changes in the mental power of the Nonsense Mirror, Dean's eyes gradually became focused.
All the instruments are producing sounds simultaneously, and there are different rhythm changes. You can imagine the difficulty.
This operation was so shocking that Dean's expression gradually changed from serious to complicated. He waited until the performance of the nonsense mirror was over before praising the demon pet, which was obviously very exhausted.
"Good job, well done."
Patting the frame of the nonsense mirror, Dean released his mental strength and tried it too. He only operated half of the instrument, and he felt like he was in a hurry.
He tried to make the instruments make different sounds, and he was able to do it, but trying to combine them into a melody like a nonsense mirror was extremely difficult.
After a few attempts, Dean put down his instrument and again marveled at the performance of the nonsense mirror.
This delicate operation put even him to shame.
The mental power really makes it fun.
However, only demon pets can do this. This is their racial advantage and superiority in talent, which determines that they have an innate advantage over humans in controlling mental power.
Dean gave them the BGM performance, and he really found the right one.
"Master, what do you think? Do you still need to modify it?"
Hu Hua Jing, who received the compliment, put on his airs and asked again meaningfully.
The only thing Dean could give advice on was the music aspect. He thought about it carefully and felt that from a musical perspective, this complete BGM was quite good, so he shook his head and officially finalized this version of BGM.
The extremely efficient nonsense mirror flew into the air reservedly, with an attitude of being unfazed by honor and disgrace, which looked extremely hypocritical.
However, Dean was willing to cooperate with it. After all, Hu Shuojing did complete the task with an outstanding performance that exceeded his expectations this time.
Dean showed an expression of approval. Just as he was about to praise Hu Hua Jing for his hard work, he heard a series of remarks about how a dog can't stop eating shit.
"Needless to say, my great master! The most important thing for these things to be born smoothly is your guidance!"
"My master, please allow me, your humble servant, to express my sincere respect to you. You are so wise and wise that you can think of such a terrible thing..."
Its voice became lower and lower under Dean's threatening gaze, and finally disappeared completely.
What a boast.
Stirring things on your nose and face.
Dean swallowed back the organized praise in an instant, and said coldly: "The training of other nonsense mirrors is also left to you. We must make them proficient in playing this BGM before we set off to Area 1."
The nonsense mirror shook forward honestly to show understanding.
"Do you want to bring doremi?"
Dean shook his head.
"It has to stay to guard the breeding house and take it to see the emperor. Am I going to assassinate him?"
It turns out that you also know what kind of killer you have bred.
Hu Shuojing muttered to himself, and just when he was about to reply, he heard Dean's instructions: "But you can teach it this BGM, just be careful not to let it cause any trouble."
...Or you should kill me.
Hu Shuijing, who was exhausted from being tortured by Doremi during this period, sighed tiredly, and all kinds of bitterness and bitterness were integrated into this sigh.
Seeing this kind of dejection that rarely appeared on it, Dean couldn't help but sigh, it's true that a bad pet will have its own troubles.
It's hard to say how much contribution Doremi has made since Hu Shuojing has made such great progress.
Dean, who was deeply aware of this, also sighed and expressed his sympathy for the nonsense mirror.
But he probably couldn't hold it back. When he sighed, the corners of his mouth kept rising. It didn't look like he was expressing sympathy, but it looked like he was gloating about his misfortune.
"Here."
Kana, who was shaking her calves, glanced at Dean and shook her head.
The evil pet has already found the evil pet to be tortured. When will the evil person also find the evil person to be tortured?
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