However, there is still a chance of winning when buying a lottery ticket.

The same is true for Dean's blind behavior.

There's a chance that you might just get lucky and have a good day.

This is how the Devil Floating Fish was born.

Ever since he got lucky and won once, he has become more interested in this daily activity. As long as he can free his hands, he will try it blindly.

And the race chosen is becoming more and more informal.

No matter what body shape or species he belongs to, they cannot be factors that interfere with Dean.

He completely pretended that he knew nothing and that his brain and common sense were gone home for a vacation, so he randomly sorted them according to their racial names and placed them one by one.

Among them were many combinations that he would never even think about when he was awake.

It was almost challenging the bottom line, and Dean felt like he was pressing his three views on the ground and rubbing them back and forth.

But don't mention it, this method has really produced many breeding combinations that he seems to be basically impossible to succeed.

There really is no such thing as unworthy, only what you can’t imagine.

The potential of many Warcraft makes Dean, an old breeder, find it incredible.

He dared to guarantee that anyone who could write such a breeding plan without the assistance of the system must be either a child of luck or a pervert.

A normal person would never be able to come up with such a combination if they think with an unexplored brain.

Just looking at it makes me feel that the operation scene must be quite eye-catching.

These eye-catching combinations were recorded by Dean in Chinese and put together with other information that he had compiled previously. This was a bit of accumulation for his own breeding career.

Although what was obtained was only some second-generation magic pets that were of little use, it could barely be regarded as an expansion of the magic pet illustrated book.

If we continue to support a few more generations, and if we are lucky, we may be able to see good results.

Recording the first group of male and female guests who successfully held hands today, Dean habitually selected a few monsters and tried them. At first, he just did it casually without any hope, but after the plan flickered slightly, he actually gave it

achieved feasible results.

He sat up straight in an instant, changed from his previous carelessness, stared at the panel in astonishment, and began to read word by word.

The pure white swan of the first generation and the musical frog gave birth to the wonderful sounding goose, and the second generation of the wonderful sounding goose and the imperial horned crocodile gave birth to the sword-marked swan.

Although it is only pushed forward one generation, it is still surprising enough.

Recording on paper with one hand, Dean focused on checking the information on the newly appeared Sword Seal Swan.

It's nothing special, just like the second-generation Miaoyin Goose.

Especially the word "Sword Seal" is like a decoration. Apart from giving this swan a rather extraordinary appearance, it hardly shows any power.

The little bit of luck in Dean's heart was instantly shattered.

Obviously, the third generation is not the starting point for this selective breeding program to begin to show its potential. Now it can only be regarded as half at best. If he really wants to achieve anything, he must at least improve it to the fourth generation.

Unwilling to be stuck here, Dean also struck a few more blind spots while the iron was hot. Unfortunately, he didn't know if the luck value returned to the same place after a moment's fluctuation. No matter how he changed this time, there was no more blind cats.

The result of encountering a dead rat.
Chapter completed!