"Imagine if there is a kind of magic pet that can grow in different directions according to the energy you input, and have multiple evolutionary possibilities. It should be able to satisfy your preferences, right?"

The witches showed thoughtful expressions.

If there is really such a demon pet, it will definitely be much more attractive to them than the shadow doll.

No one thinks that Dean draws fake cakes. After all, he can't make fake cakes with similar nature as an assessment requirement.

On this basis, it should be... not impossible to breed a magic pet with similar situations?

Gradually grasping the rhythm of the conversation into his own hands, Dean glanced at the witches' expressions and struck the railway while it was hot.

"Of course, if you want to get this kind of magic pet, you must invest... a little bit of resources."

Dean made a gesture of 100 million points, his face turned red and his heart beat.

"This kind of cultivation magic pet has generally high requirements for breeding resources."

"But I believe that with your abilities, it must not be difficult."

"A little resource?"

After hearing this, someone finally came back to the point, recalling Dean's speech when he first came, and realizing his purpose.

"You kid, do you want to make a fortune by yourself?"

Dean's eyes widened slightly.

Who is talking about this? It’s so unpleasant!

He shook his head and said righteously: "I, Dean, a conscientious businessman, never do anything to make a fortune."

He tried to convey his sincerity with the window of his soul.

"I just hope to establish friendly business exchanges with you, everyone can get what they need, communicate with each other, and achieve effective utilization of resources."

Kana paused and felt that this sentence was really full of complaints.

Are you sure it is "friendly", not all friends?

"Contact" is not a relationship?

It wiped the juice rubbed on its face and closed its overly honest window of its soul.

Dean over there still looked at the witches sincerely, as if he wanted to impress them with sincerity.

After the witches were silent for a long time, they finally gave their own reply.

"It sounds...not very good."

The originally harmonious atmosphere suddenly broke down.

The witch who stood up first dragged the stool, shook her head at Dean, and left the scene.

The second witch followed closely and also gave Dean a comment.

"It's like a low-end scam."

The person involved felt that he had two arrows in his chest.

And behind, there are even more outrageous waiting for him.

"I don't believe in men."

"I have a personal grudge with Lilia."

"I……"

After the witch walked over this round, Dean already felt like he was piercing his heart with thousands of arrows.

Although he had long guessed that these witches were not so easily convinced, this result was a bit too outrageous.

And the reasons they found.

Dean's mouth twitched, and suddenly he felt the feeling of a college counselor's leave notes.

The first few are quite reasonable, but are there some personal grudges in the latter speeches?

Fortunately, after this part of the speech that made people feel heart-inflicted, some witches expressed their interest to Dean.

Although there were not many of these witches on Dean’s target list, he still accepted the olive branches handed over by these witches without hesitation.

After everyone left, Lilia stood up and said sarcastically.

"It seems that you are not good at getting a job this time."

With her superior memory, she quickly realized that Dean's gains this time were somewhat different from his wish list.

Lilia walked to Dean, patted him on the shoulder, and sighed in a tone of watching the show, "There is a saying, "A greedy person will eventually be swallowed by desire." I wonder if you have heard of it?

"

"Be careful to be overwhelmed by the quagmire of greed, the lost little lamb."

Dean's face remained unchanged, "I haven't heard of this before."

"I have only heard of "three visits to the cottage."

"There is also "the metal and stone that can be opened when the sincerity reaches it."

That means you won’t look back if you don’t hit the wall.

Lilia tskated, too lazy to say more, and she was about to leave when she acted, but after walking out for two steps, she still couldn't help but turn back, look at Dean, and say something heartfelt.

"What does it mean to "the whole body has the hardest mouth" and you really opened my eyes."

"I hope you can keep talking."

...

The two of them here have their own opinions and cannot be unified. The witches who have walked away, after Dean's breath disappeared from the range of perception, finally couldn't hold back and began to discuss the matter between him and the demon pet.

The coldness that had just frozen on his face instantly collapsed into an thrill of thrilling desire and an itchy heart.

The Witch of Sound looked at her companion who said "low-end scam", poked her waist with her elbow, and joked.

"They have a tough temper and don't want to be weaker. I understand how they respond, but don't you like magic pets quite well? I've been yelling to buy one before, why are you holding up the airs now?"

"Do you think I'm like someone who's getting hot and getting into the trap?"

The witch who was teased was rumored.

"What he is rushing to get is not a business, now he wants to take things from us. If he just agrees, he will be trapped in sooner or later."

The two of them chatted while walking, and the witch holding her shoulders, revealing the expression of Jizhu holding her.

"It is because I have known the demon pet that I know that that man is not a good thing. How could he really be a philanthropist like he claims to be like he himself."

"Ha, philanthropist."

The witch sneered, "I haven't heard of anyone, who made a fortune by doing charity."

The Witch of Sound thought that her appearance was very fun. She was about to reach out and pinch her slightly bulging cheeks, but she was mercilessly patted.

"Control your paws."

It also caused a cold snorkeling.

"If you have time to discuss these with me, I'd better think about how to prepare for the resources to cultivate demon pets."

"Don't stop, as soon as my secret weapon comes out, I will compare you all into the mud..."

"That would be embarrassing."

Tugging his necklace, the barrier witch Qiyara raised her eyebrows.

A wisp of a magical beast drifted out of the necklace, and soon, it was blocked by the barrier around her and dissipated in the air.

Looking at the gem necklace, the witch of Sound widened her eyes slightly and said in a subtle tone.

"Are you sure you want to give this to him?"

Qiyala took off the necklace, threw it high, and caught it again, holding it in the palm of her hand.

She looked at the pink light leaking from her fingers and smiled meaningfully.
Chapter completed!