He pulled open the small wings of the hawk-beaked cat and checked the development.

Unlike the normal winged cat, the wings of this shimmering winged cat are also orange.

Compared with its huge body, these small wings can be said to be inconspicuous, and when they shrink, they will directly ignore their existence.

After Dean expanded it, he discovered that the pair of wings was about the wingspan as long as his palm. In the Hawk-Bee Winged Cats group, it was already a well-developed level.

Although the feathers are a little sparse, this is because they have just been born and have not yet grown completely, and it is not a developmental problem. In addition, the development of bones and muscles is quite normal and there is no problem.

Excellent wings on a pair of standard lines.

Unfortunately, it still can't support the weight of the Hawk-Bee Winged Cat. If nothing unexpected happens, it will probably not be able to use it in its entire life.

During the Kung Fu Dean checked, the Red Moon Team members also yawned to the breeding house.

Because of their profession characteristics, most of them need to practice meditation. In the past two days, because the energy concentration in Zone 13 is not high, in order to achieve the same effect as before, several people have extended their practice time, and their mental power is inevitably affected.

Siriuer asked Dean with two dark circles, then turned his attention to the Hawk-beaked Winged Cat.

"Is this the new magic pet?"

He looked at the golden round eyes for a moment, and his eyes shifted to the hawk-beaked winged cat, which was affected by gravity and fell onto the fat body in the cushion.

This...the speed issue alone is enough to drag this magic pet to death, right?

Siriuer touched the back of his head, showing an expression of wanting to speak but stopping.

It doesn't seem to be very good to say this, but he thinks that Dean, the magic pet, should be considered a failure in the selection and breeding process.

Although it looks cute, round and has a good feel, it can't be eaten as a food. What role can it play?

There are no sharp claws, nor sharp beaks that can peck open the prey's brain, and even the tail looks soft.

Siriuer really couldn't see what kind of attack this hawk-beaked winged cat could be used.

Isn't it planned to be positioned as a pet salesperson?

He frowned in disapproval.

It's not impossible.

As far as he knows, before Dean appeared and cleared the name of a traitor, there were indeed many traitors specializing in pet breeding in the traitor industry.

Most of them have no real talent and knowledge, and they feel that they can't breed powerful monsters. It's better to try other routes, so they specially choose some cute and docile breeding monsters to sell them as pets.

I made a lot of money.

Although real professionals look down on them, there are always some noble ladies who are not short of money who like this kind of breeding monster that is not threatening and likeable. Seeing that they are cute, they become the suckers and buy them back as pets to raise them.

This is also the reason why some people have extremely poor reputation for traitor selection.

Lalaye City even received anonymous reports, demanding that all stores selling pet monsters be closed. Although it was not successful in the end, it caused a considerable sensation back then.

Looking at the hawk-beaked winged cat in front of him, Siriuer inevitably remembered the pet monsters.

But he also felt that Dean was not like a person who could do such things.

Besides, he doesn't have to choose a pet.

Not short of money.

Recalling the day when the other party took out eight thousand golds in a neat way, Siriuer felt a subtle sourness in his heart.

It’s not just that I don’t lack money, I’m simply rich.

A little bit of it flowed out of the cracks in the fingers was probably enough for their team to eat for a month.

A series of associations made Siriuer stare at the Hawk-bearded Winged Cat for a long time than others. Coupled with the puzzled expression, Dean guessed what Siriuer was thinking at a glance, but he pondered for a moment but had no intention of explaining.

Because he noticed that the big golden eyes of the hawk-beaked cat next to him turned to the left, forming a very terrifying expression against the backdrop of the changes in light and shadow.

It doesn't seem like someone else needs to help it out.

Dean thought distractedly.

In fact, speed does not necessarily depend on physical fitness.

Let’s not talk about the speed potential of this guy himself. Even if he does not have this potential and uses his mind power to bless you, his speed will not be slower than normal flight when he invests in strong mind power.

Can you become a different world... Add Feimao?

Amused by the cold jokes that suddenly appeared in my mind, Dean gave Siriuer a pity look and gestured to the apprentices behind him, asking them to bring the two monkey demon pets born last night.

Soon, Lucy and Ronan returned to the living room with little monkeys hanging in them.

Dean picked two lucky monkeys and handed them to Siliul. Siliul subconsciously reached out to pick them up, but he was unable to wait for the little monkey to come.

After a closer look, I found that the two lucky monkeys hugged Dean's hand tightly, and even wrapped their tails around, but they refused to let go.

The look of Sirule was so scared that his teammates gloated.

Nayyafara laughed out loud with disrespect.

Siriuer leaned forward without believing in his belief, trying to pull the two little monkeys off Dean's hand, but before he could even touch them, he heard the two lucky monkeys making terrifying sounds.

Dean obediently withdrew his hand and avoided Siriuer's touch.

"how……"

Siriuer looked at him in confusion.

Before he could finish his words, he just coughed.

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough..."

Siriuer patted his chest, his face flushed, and he was choked by his saliva.

This situation occurs for a professional, which is even rarer than the sun coming out from the west.

Monet looked at him in surprise, as if he knew him as the captain on the first day, and other players also gave strange looks.

Siriuer had no choice but to cough while looking for something to suppress his cough.

In the end, Lucy couldn't bear to see it, so she poured a glass of water and handed it to him, then suppressed Siriuer's cough.

The cough gradually disappeared, and Siriuer held the teacup embarrassedly, half of the coughing redness on his face, and half of the embarrassment.

Dean glanced at a certain Hawk-bearded Winged Cat, who had nothing to do with it, probably understood the utility of its talent.

But the cough didn't seem to be falling down badly?

Dean glanced at me and suddenly felt balanced, thinking about the judgment that "will cause real harm" might be involved.

There is also the strange reaction of Fuling Monkey, probably because he noticed something, so he rejected Siriuer's approach.
Chapter completed!