It brought a big psychological gap to Dean, who had harvested high-quality products.
This feeling is like buying wine-filled chocolate, but there is no wine in it. Dean can't call 12315 to report it.
After all, it’s not that the ancient tree elves don’t want to produce quality products subjectively, but that they really can’t squeeze them out.
Literally not a drop left.
To put it bluntly, if the ancient tree elf had gaps in his teeth, Dean would have shaved them off.
The birth of those low-quality big eyeballs is a signal transmission of the physical condition of Warcraft.
It's like a massage chair placed in a shopping mall that sends out a warning because the consumption time is about to run out.
Very clearly and directly conveys the signal "If you don't renew, you will have no choice but to leave."
Sure enough, as Dean expected, the inferior product continued to grow intermittently for more than a dozen rounds. After a few days, the ancient tree elf finally fell silent after producing the last batch of eyeballs the size of dragon's eyes.
Along with its strike, the harvest period for the first batch of big eyeballs in the breeding house has officially come to an end.
Some of the obtained eyeballs were thrown into the culture solution by Dean, some were given to Wilmer, and some were kept in the laboratory for research.
There is nothing to say about the eyeballs used for breeding and research, but when he handed a small part of the eyeballs to Wilmer, Dean was a little overwhelmed by the person's reaction.
I don’t know what he was thinking about. Wilmer was very surprised when he received the eyeball. His face was full of a sense of mission entrusted with an important task. His enthusiasm and enthusiasm made Dean feel a little stuck. , and finally could only watch him leave with high spirits and plunge into the kitchen.
After that, things got out of hand.
Especially after Dean asked Lucy to take part of the money and give it to Wilmer to buy some materials to match the big eyeballs, it seemed that a magical switch on Wilmer's body was turned on.
Not only did this man buy a lot of ingredients, he also went around the yard, picked up local materials, and used the plants Dean brought back from Area 1.
Such a series of raw materials with complex origins are mixed together, and you can tell with your big toe that the final result must be extraordinary.
And this is indeed the case. After a few days of retreat, Wilmer successfully developed a real eyeball bloom.
From the name to the visual effects, it slaps Ant Climbing Tree in the face in all aspects.
It’s hard to say what the taste and effect of the finished product will be like, but from the outside, it’s definitely a genuine dark dish.
It was so dark that Dean didn't even dare to try it, especially after hearing Wilmer say that according to the experimental results, it should be impossible to kill people by eating it, he became more convinced.
"very good!"
Dean put his hand on Wilmer's shoulder and said sincerely.
"If you can't eat people to death, it means you've already won half the battle."
After patting Wilmer on the shoulder, Dean looked at the chef who was so excited that he began to gasp for breath and showed an encouraging expression.
"Come on! I'm very optimistic about you."
After leaving these words, he took away the normal food on the other side and quickly fled the scene under Lai Yinna's contemptuous eyes.
The fleeting figure seemed to be afraid of being stopped, and there was a hint of uneasy escape.
"Tsk."
Seeing the boss's back quickly disappearing from sight, Lai Yinna clicked her tongue twice, and then when Wilmer wasn't paying attention, she opened the eyeballs with a spoon and opened the mouth of the innocent little demon pet next to her.
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After assigning the various development possibilities of the big eyeball to his subordinates, Dean temporarily got away from this material.
Compared with the big eyeball, which may not yield any results in a short period of time, he wants to focus on some more important things.
For example, contracts and the construction of his own system.
This is something Dean only recently discovered.
The first contract between him and Kana seemed to have been completely solidified after a period of development and changes.
In order to confirm that it was not his illusion, Dean also specifically asked the magic pet, and only after getting the same result did he confirm this conclusion.
It's hard to say what that feels like.
At a certain moment, I suddenly felt that something had reached a state of perfection, and people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then, the body that had been in a state of operation gradually began to calm down, moving towards the state before the contract. gentle recovery.
Then Dean felt blessed and realized that this was a sign that the contract was completely stable.
In other words, he can contract a second magic pet.
After a brief moment of emotional boiling, Dean regained his composure, and his first reaction was to test his own condition.
Then Dean quickly found the data sheet written during the last test, took Kana to the training ground, and conducted a comprehensive strength test.
The data in all aspects have improved a lot compared to the last test.
Dean was very satisfied.
The long wait was not in vain.
However, after making statistics, Dean also discovered that the maturity time of this kind of contract should be adjusted according to different abilities.
Just like Lucy and Ronan, although they contracted the magic pet later than him, because their abilities are not that complicated, they are basically in a state of seeing the light of day now.
Maybe it won't be long before you can consider choosing a second magic pet.
Dean, who came from behind, once again felt the urgency.
Although there is the influence of contract ability, as a teacher, it might not be good if the progress falls behind the students, right?
Thinking of this, Dean's attitude straightened up instantly.
The question now is...who should be chosen as the object of the second contract?
Dean cast his eyes out the window. Doremi sprayed water mist and flew past the window, like a cloud with wings. He kept saying "do" in his mouth, like a moving sprinkler. Seeing the clean glass covered with water droplets, I decisively crossed out this heart-breaking option.
It’s better not to challenge your limits.
Moreover, the situation in the breeding house has basically stabilized, and he has enough ability to protect himself. In the next year, Dean plans to go out for a walk.
When the time comes, Xia and Doremi, as the two Dinghai Shenzhen who have been responsible for guarding the base camp, will definitely have to stay in Area 13.
Dean was not going to take them away, otherwise the breeding house would be without nuclear weapons and protective shields, and its ability to protect itself would be greatly reduced. If someone accidentally robbed the house, it would really be a waste of watermelons and sesame seeds.
No matter how good or precious things Dean collected from outside, they couldn't make up for this loss.
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