Apart from being a bit small, outwardly, there seems to be no obvious difference between this group of Abyss Dream and its adult form.
Dean looked at the main body's data again. The difference was not too big and was within his acceptable range.
It seems that this split should be considered a success.
Dean instantly abandoned the main body of Warcraft that he had been thinking about before, and looked at the split body with a loving expression on his face.
His attitude changed so quickly that when Chen Shimei came, he had to call him a heartless person.
Chiara on the other side was also very satisfied with the result of this split. She shut her monster back into the barrier, and after laying a few more layers of reinforcement, she hugged her shoulders and looked at Dean again.
"I have fulfilled the requirements in the contract, and the split body has been handed over to you. Judging from your appearance, you should be quite satisfied. After that, it will be your turn to fulfill your promise."
"certainly."
Dean readily agreed.
Not to mention just supplying high-quality hearts within his ability, even if he was asked to supply them once a day, he would still be making money.
It should be three to five days before the split body actually gives birth to consciousness.
Dean prepares to return to the breeding room before this happens.
Otherwise, with such a large number of monsters, he would also be responsible for the dream of Abyss that gave birth to consciousness. Even with a system, Dean would feel a lot of pressure.
Especially the latter.
The ability to split is of this nature, reflected in Warcraft, often represents strong aggression, and Warcraft that can possess such a convenient and efficient way of reproduction are destined to not be some harmless and safe species.
This is the most basic knowledge to determine the safety level of Warcraft.
Apparently the witch thinks so too.
Otherwise, Chiara wouldn't have put in so many layers of protection to restrict Abyss Dream's movements.
After handing the split body to Kana, Dean looked at Chiara, ready to reciprocate and teach her two tips on breeding.
"If you plan to continue to split in the future..."
He looked at Chiara questioningly, but unexpectedly, he received a firm denial from the witch.
"There is no such plan."
She shook her head decisively.
"One Dream of Abys is enough. If there are more of them, the probability of me losing profits will actually increase."
Don't be afraid of thieves stealing, just be afraid of thieves missing you.
If she had a second Dream of Abyss, those witches who had just returned their favor would definitely make a mistake.
Chiara felt that it was better to strangle such dangerous signs in her infancy.
"All right."
Dean spread his hands and swallowed the trick that could make Abys Dream enter the splitting state faster.
It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t split. After all, this is the activity that Abys Dream instinctively pursues. Although from the panel data, there seems to be no clue, the instinct of Warcraft usually points to something bad.
Not to mention Chiara, even Dean was prepared to curb the separatist activities of Abys Dream out of caution.
As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall. On this matter, Dean is relatively conservative.
After all, everyone is the first person responsible for their own life.
…
"...So? You just gained another magical beast?"
After hearing what Dean had experienced these days, Lilia glanced at the monsters tied up in a bunch like greedy snakes in the corner, and frowned in disgust.
"Do you really think of this as your home?"
Dean smiled shyly, but did not deny it. The witch looked at him as if he was a little embarrassed. If he looked closely, his face seemed to have nothing. After a moment of silence, he suddenly realized that he was not surprised at all.
Dean should really examine why any shameless thing that happens to him is considered acceptable.
Lilia shook her head. She always felt that her own character was a bit dirty because of her acquaintance with such a person. Although objectively speaking, it was Dean's ability to develop such a cosmopolitan ability, but she restrained herself. For a moment, he still couldn't help but said strangely.
"I think in two days, the Witch's House will have to change its name and become a property under your name."
It just so happens that even the name can be put on it directly.
By then, they will be seamlessly connected, and the first batch of guests who live in the 'Dean House' will be so envious that they will shed tears.
"That would be very polite."
Dean cleared his throat, feeling proud rather than ashamed.
Lilia rolled her eyes at Dean, then crossed her legs and started talking about business.
"Which elf led you to capture the magical beast in the Ancient Forest of Life?"
Dean stopped holding the tea cup and couldn't help but ask, "Do you know her?"
"Not really."
Lilia said very coldly: "No one deserves to know me."
She raised her chin, looking arrogant, with an air of looking down on the world.
"That elf has an average status and average talent, but he is a little more sober than the other elves."
"Trading with a sober person seems to be better than dealing with people in Hutu who are arrogant and submissive. However, I remind you that she is a foreigner after all, and her heart will be different if she is not of my own family. You should be more careful to avoid capsizing in the gutter."
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Although it sounds a bit rude, to Lilia, this is considered concern, and Dean nodded to express understanding.
The witch curled her lips and continued to speak in a pointing tone: "We have a witch who has already tried the parasitic effect of the Falling Star Hair Demon, and it is indeed good."
"But it's still superficial."
"You have been breeding this kind of magic pet for a long time, and you have never thought about going deeper?"
"It's just this level, but it's not enough to impress me."
Dean thought to himself that this might not be the Starfall Demon's problem, but yours, but he looked like he was listening.
Lilia tapped her temple and asked him: "Have you ever heard of... brain core?"
"No."
I had heard of it in my previous life.
In those last days.
Dean thought distractedly.
Usually associated with zombie sieges, superpowers and the like, it is a kind of crystal dug out from the heads of zombies that can be used by superpowers to upgrade.
Because he had recently been searching for information about Blue Star, Dean, who had been recalling various fantasy works, began to amuse himself in his head.
Lilia was not surprised to get this answer, she continued.
"Here to the witch, the brain core is a kind of...gift like a by-product."
"You may not know that the blessings received by the witch will appear differently in different individuals according to their different properties."
"Some special blessings can even transform the physical structure of the blessed person."
"like me."
Her hand pointed at herself again.
"I have such a brain core in my head."
"I know you have selected and bred spiritual magic pets, but spiritual magic pets, in the final analysis, also live in the spiritual sea. Wherever the spiritual sea is, they will be there."
"Even if your spiritual sea is on your butt, they will choose that as their place to live."
Dean choked and coughed twice, and strange pictures could not help but appear in his head.
A fish head emerged from between his eyebrows, casting a not-so-pleasant gaze at Lilia.
The witch turned a blind eye.
"So you don't have to worry about me, Falling Star Hair Demon. I want you to try and see if you can breed a demon pet related to the brain core."
Lilia stated the facts lightly.
"The brain core is transforming my brain."
"No need to show that disgusting expression. In fact, I don't object to this. It's just a matter of modifying the brain. If it can make me a more genius and make this brain more useful, even if you change it into two I don’t even have a problem with the size.”
"No one can deny power, and I am no exception."
Dean suppressed the heaviness on his face and asked sincerely.
"Then what else do you want to stop?"
If this is not a good thing where one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and both sides are willing to go in both directions, what else is there to interfere with?
Lilia spoke slowly and with the posture of a noble lady, making cruel remarks that were extremely inconsistent with her appearance.
"I want you to help me create another demon pet that can replace the brain core according to the way the brain core operates."
"Then……"
She took out an apple from the space and used the silver knife in her hand to cut the top of it, leaving a striking mark.
"Then it's not something you need to know."
Dean looked at the cranial apple and tilted his body back at an honest fifteen-degree angle.
You have to be a pervert to play.
Dean has never thought of changing his head to dual-SIM dual-standby.
Lilia is also magical.
Most people know that their brains have been modified, but either they cannot accept it, or they consider how to terminate the modification.
It was the first time that Dean had seen someone who was dissatisfied with the slow pace of reform and was ready to work harder on his own.
It’s really off the beaten path.
Picking up the tea cup, Dean tilted his head slightly, showing an expression of shock to his outlook.
