After a while of freshness, Dean threw away these cakes that were temporarily unrealized.

Because something more worthy of attention than that happened.

After a few days of struggle, he vaguely sensed Garfield's "field".

The speed was so fast that Dean couldn't help but wonder if something was wrong.

That's Garfield.

Although from the perspective of racial level, the Hawk-Belle Winged Cat, as a B-level magic pet, is one level lower than the Shadow Doll, theoretically, they should be easier to contract than the Shadow Doll.

But Kana's individual rating is only S, but Garfield is unknown. Anyone who sees it will think that the latter has higher potential.

That is the "unknown" of system authentication. You can use such words with uncertain upper limits. Why can't you just arrange this?

I always feel that before I can do my best, the other party fell down.

Is it unknown, which means it is lower than F-level?

It is said that what I am rushing for is not a business, Dean feels like he has been cheated now.

It seemed as if Erguotou was poured out from the bottle containing Maotai.

It makes people wonder about life.

But there is no other possibility.

It is Garfield's "field", and the degree of fit with him is very high.

It is so high that it can be directly perceived without even any running-in.

Dean tasted his physical talent and always felt that the situation was even more worrying.

But one thing is to say, if you put aside these considerations and simply judge by intuition, Dean's feeling about contract Garfield is relatively positive.

He had a vague premonition that if he had contracted Garfield like this, he would have gained a lot of benefits.

Dean couldn't say what the source of this premonition was, but usually, the perception of professionals is an important basis for their judgment.

And probably because the demon pet is parasitic, he is now somewhat involved in the intuition of beasts, and his trust in his intuition has gradually deepened.

Dean felt it carefully for a long time, and finally chose to lie down under Garfield's eye.

Forget it, I can't struggle, but I still don't struggle anymore.

Anyway, judging from the current situation, this bully's second contract is probably not going away.

After making this mental preparation, Dean was surprised to find that Garfield was not so attached to him, especially when he was working, the demon pet left very simply, and his ruthless back inexplicably made people feel forced to marry successfully.

Feel.

After seeing off Garfield, Dean closed the door of the incubation room, rubbed his shoulders that had been under a lot of pressure recently, and turned around to the depths of the room and opened the experimental report of the Tree Man Holy Spring.

Xiaolan is reading the paper next to him, and Akaman's divine fish acts as a nanny next to the magic pet egg.

The division of labor is reasonable and clear.

Everything looks the best way to use three things in one mind.

After reading the report quickly, Dean closed the experimental record and continued to walk deeper while reviewing it in his mind, inspecting the situation of the demon pet egg.

After several rounds of testing and confirming that there was no problem, Shuren Shengquan has been put into formal breeding.

Because the specific effects and side effects are not clear, Dean did not dare to invest too much, especially the breeding combination of high-level magic pets. He only used part of the breeding beasts of the Hawk-bearded Winged Cat

, Nothing else was done rashly, and he planned to make a judgment after the specific results were released.

Since the time is still short, I don't know what the result is.

However, when verifying security, the one used on low-level magic pets has reached the harvest stage.

What is more noteworthy is that in the harvested magic pet, there were two particularly beautiful devil floats with beautiful colors.

This kind of beautiful appearance is completely different from the previous devil floaty fish.

The two newly born devil floats are all mixed-color magic pets. Several colors on their bodies are mixed together to form strange lines. The overall look is full of a natural sense of art, just like a natural painting.

It was a type that had never been born before. It was like when I opened a blind box, I opened a hidden model. Even Dean couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw it.

However, except for the outstanding appearance, the other aspects of these two demon pets are not much different from ordinary devil floats.

Beauty is the only feature that makes people shine.

And Dean couldn't say that even this kind of beauty was. For the demon pet, it was considered evolution or deterioration.

After all, for weak lives, becoming gorgeous in appearance is not a good thing, it will only make them more eye-catching and less likely to hide.

For living beings living in the wild and may encounter threats at any time, this is definitely not a good direction of change.

It’s just that this bad change has changed in the face of the magic pet sold as a commodity.

It was also this reversal that made Dean unable to control it for a while. Is the change that happened to the devil floaty fish a negative or positive?

It can only be said that according to the general situation, such things that increase the number of births 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 birth and maintain balance.

And there is another doubt that if the Holy Spring of the Tree Human Race really has a magical effect that can improve the quality of fertility, then it will never become a third-rate treasure.

Even Dean felt that there was little possibility of negative impact, so he had to make further verification of whether this small change was the role of the Holy Spring of the Man, or luck and accident.

"Boss, here is here!"

Dean was circled in the incubation room and considered the arrangements behind, and heard Rheinna's voice coming from downstairs.

He raised his eyebrows, knowing that this should be the day Bass planned to take down Doremi in one fell swoop, so he packed up his things and came to the first floor.

Bass greeted him enthusiastically, then put his hand back on his clothes. It can be seen that he was ready to lift his clothes at any time.

When Doremi arrived at the hall slowly, she saw Bass, who had not seen for a long time, and a striking portrait of him.

At that moment, in Doremi's world, it seemed that only he was left with the portraits of himself and the opposite one.

Looking at its sudden wide eyes, Dean showed a complicated expression.

How to say it.

This portrait cannot be said to be exactly the same as the doremi himself, it can only be said to be...it has little to do with it.

To describe it as a photo deception, it seems a little disrespectful.

Bass said that he turned on the filter to the maximum, which means that he would be ashamed of the autism when he saw the automatic beauty. He would not talk about basic operations such as slimming his face and long legs. This expression...

After a while, Dean looked carefully and came to the conclusion.

He could swear to the lamp that he had never seen such a powerful expression on this doremi's stupid face!

It's simply the difference between a Ps retouched picture and a selfie taken by Apple's original camera.

Dean and Reinna, who dared not speak, looked at each other, and saw a complicated emotion indescribable from each other's eyes.

However, the parties involved and the parties involved don't feel that way.

"Does it look like it?"

Bass looked at Doremi who was in silence and said excitedly with his eyes.

cough.

Just... just force it.

Looking at the mighty and domineering portrait of Bass, doremi turned around twice and put on her airs. She finally nodded in approval.

“do!”

You've passed the test.

That is, at the moment when doremi nodded, it seemed that some invisible force fell on the portrait of Bass' chest.

The portrait suddenly became vivid as if it had received some kind of blessing.

It was like the finishing touch that finally fell down.

It's done.

Bass breathed a sigh of relief, and the huge rock that had been hanging in his heart finally landed.

He raised his thumbs up, rubbed the portrait hard, and then rushed towards Doremi happily, and didn't care if he was sprayed with saliva on his face. He forced himself to push and fist to Doremi.

Each person and his pets made a tacit smile in the hazy mist.

Dean, who was watching, was still looking at the magical portrait of Bass's body.

Along with Bass's activities, Doremi in the portrait was also twisting her body.

As Dean looked at it, he suddenly felt the illusion of observing doremi through this appearance.
Chapter completed!