After being fresh for a while, Dean forgot about these cakes that could not be realized for the time being.
Because something more worthy of attention than that happened.
After struggling for a few days, he actually vaguely sensed Garfield's "field".
The speed was so fast that Dean himself couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong.
That's Garfield.
Although from the perspective of racial level, the Eagle-billed Cat, as a B-level familiar, is one level lower than the Shadow Doll, in theory, they should be easier to contract than the Shadow Doll.
But Kana's individual rating is only S, while Garfield's is unknown. Anyone who looks at it will feel that the latter has higher potential.
That's the "unknown" of the system certification. You can use this word with an indefinite upper limit. How can it not be limited to this?
It always felt like the opponent fell before he even used his power.
Could it be that unknown means lower than F level?
They say it's not the business that's going on, but Dean feels a little bit cheated now.
It's like Erguotou was poured out of the bottle containing Maotai.
One can't help but doubt life.
But there is another possibility.
It's Garfield's "field", and it fits him very well.
It's so high that you can feel it directly without even any running-in.
Dean tasted the talents of his body and felt that the situation was even more worrying.
However, if you put aside these considerations and judge purely based on intuition, Dean's feelings about Contract Garfield are relatively positive.
He had a vague hunch that if he contracted with Garfield like this, he would get a lot of benefits.
Dean couldn't tell what the source of this premonition was, but generally speaking, professionals' perceptions were an important basis for their judgment.
And probably because the demon pet has become more parasitic, he now has some talent for beast intuition, and his trust in his own intuition has gradually deepened.
Dean felt it carefully for a long time, and finally chose to lie down under Garfield's eager gaze.
Forget it, if I can’t stop struggling, I’ll stop struggling.
Anyway, judging from the current situation, this second contract that the domineering pet has forced itself on will probably not be able to escape.
After making this mental preparation, Dean was surprised to find that Garfield was not so clingy to him. Especially when he was working, the demon pet left very simply. His heartless back made him feel like he was being forced into a successful marriage. Feel.
After sending Garfield away, Dean closed the door of the incubator. While rubbing his shoulders, which had been under a lot of pressure recently, he turned around and went to the depths of the room, opening the experimental report on the Treant Holy Spring.
Xiaolan read the paper beside him, and the Akaman fish acted as a nanny next to the magic pet egg.
The division of labor is reasonable and clear.
Everything is the best way to do three things at once.
After quickly reading the report, Dean closed the experiment record and reviewed it in his mind while continuing to walk deeper to inspect the situation of the magic pet egg.
After several rounds of testing and confirmation that there were no problems, Shuren Shengquan has been put into formal breeding.
Because the specific effects and side effects were not yet clear, for the sake of caution, Dean did not dare to invest too much, especially in the breeding combination of high-level magic pets. He only used part of it on the breeding beasts of the Eagle-billed Winged Cat. , Others did not act rashly, and planned to wait for the specific results to be released before making a judgment.
Since the time is still short, we don’t yet know what the outcome will be.
But the share used on low-level magic pets when verifying safety has already reached the harvesting stage.
What is more noteworthy is that among the harvested magic pets, two devil floating fish with particularly beautiful colors appeared.
This kind of beauty is completely different from the previous devil floating fish.
The two newly born devil floating fish are both mixed-color demon pets. Several colors on their bodies are mixed together to form strange lines. The overall look is full of a natural sense of art, like a naturally drawn oil painting. It was a type that had never been born before, just like when a blind box was opened, a hidden model was revealed. Even Dean couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw it.
However, apart from their outstanding appearance, these two demon pets are not much different from ordinary devil floating fish in other aspects.
Beauty is the only characteristic of them that can make people shine.
And even with this little bit of beauty, Dean couldn't tell whether it was considered an evolution or a deterioration for the Demon Pet.
After all, for weak beings, it is not a good thing to have a gorgeous appearance. It will only make them more eye-catching and harder to hide.
For life forms that live in the wild and may encounter threats at any time, this is definitely not a good change.
It's just that this bad change has been reversed in the magic pets sold as commodities.
It was this kind of reversal that made Dean unsure for a moment whether the changes that happened to the Devil's Floating Fish were a negative impact or a positive impact.
It can only be said that according to general conditions, things that increase the quantity of pregnancy are unlikely to be accompanied by the effect of improving quality.
Even if there is an impact, it is more likely to reduce the quality of pregnancy in order to maintain balance.
And another doubtful point is that if the holy spring of the tree people really has the magical effect of improving the quality of pregnancy, then there is no way it will be reduced to a third-rate treasure.
Even Dean felt that the possibility of a negative impact was unlikely, so whether this small change was the effect of the tree man's holy spring, or luck and chance, he had to conduct further verification to determine.
"Boss, Bas is here!"
Dean was circling around the incubation room, thinking about the future arrangements, when he heard Leinna's voice coming from downstairs.
He raised his eyebrows, knowing that this was probably the day Bas planned to capture Doremi in one fell swoop, so he packed up his things and came to the first floor.
Bass greeted him very warmly, and then put his hands back on his clothes. It could be seen that he was ready to lift his clothes at any time.
When Doremi slowly came to the hall, he saw Bas, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and his eye-catching portrait.
At that moment, it seemed that only herself and the portrait opposite her were left in Doremi's world.
Looking at its suddenly widened eyes, Dean showed a complicated expression.
how to say.
This portrait cannot be said to be exactly the same as Doremi himself, it can only be said to be... not very related.
To describe it as a photo scam is a bit disrespectful.
Busna directly turned on the filter to the maximum, which is so automatic that it makes you feel ashamed and autistic. Not to mention the basic operations such as slimming the face and lengthening the legs, this expression...
Dean looked at it carefully for a while and came to a conclusion.
He could swear to the lamp that he had never seen such an imposing expression on the silly face of this doremi!
It’s simply the difference between a PS-retouched picture and a selfie taken with Apple’s original camera.
Dean and Leina, who didn't dare to say anything, looked at each other and saw complex emotions in the other's eyes.
However, the person involved and the person involved do not think so.
"Look like?"
Bas looked at Doremi who fell into silence and said excitedly.
cough.
Just... barely.
Looking at the majestic and domineering portrait of Bass, Doremi turned around twice critically. After putting on a show of dignity, he finally nodded in approval.
"do!"
Consider you passed.
At the moment Doremi nodded, there seemed to be some invisible force falling on the portrait on Bass's chest.
The portrait suddenly became vivid, as if receiving some kind of blessing.
It's like the finishing touch has finally fallen.
It’s done.
Bass breathed a long sigh of relief. The boulder that had been hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.
He raised his thumb, rubbed it hard on the portrait, and then happily rushed towards Doremi. He didn't care when he was sprayed with saliva, but he forced it forward and fist-bumped with Doremi.
One person and one pet, a tacit smile appeared in the mist.
Dean, who was watching, was still looking at the freshly made magical portrait of Bass.
Along with Bass's movements, Doremi in the portrait is also twisting his body.
Dean looked at it, and suddenly had the illusion that he was observing Doremi through this surface.
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