What made Vicky not dare to speak even more was, he just couldn't figure it out.
When did Asher's pet beast also become this big-sized?
Vicky was talking about the little jellyfish.
Specifically naming the little jellyfish.
The little jellyfish's size wasn't particularly large, but those all-encompassing tentacles... made even Vicky, who didn't have a fear of tentacles, feel a certain indescribable unease.
It was really scary.
Luckily, its color was pink and cute.
If it had even slightly a creepier color palette, Vicky felt like he would develop thalassophobia in advance.
Thinking of this, Vicky's gaze towards Little Raven became increasingly impulsive.
Little Raven: "?"
Little Raven noticed the gaze coming from Vicky and tilted her head to look at him.
In her big golden-red eyes, it was almost clearly written, "What are you looking at me for?"
Vicky: "..."
Didn't dare to talk.
When just looking at Little Raven alone, he felt she looked like a big sun.
Warm, able to dispel terror, anxiety, and that faint lingering chill.
But once their gazes met... better not to describe it.
The fear and unease that had just vanished immediately returned.
That gaze was seriously not just a little scary.
Vicky even started to reflect on himself.
Why did he come with Asher?
Wasn't this just asking for suffering?
He sighed.
Vicky comforted himself: 'It's not that I am scared, it's just that Big Daddy is way too scary.'
Asher: "..."
Asher gave Vicky a look.
Seeing Vicky didn't get it, Asher coughed twice, then very speechlessly said, "Although, however, I don't know what's in your head, I still suggest you tone it down a bit."
"Is there a problem?"
"Honestly, your gaze was practically about to stab me in the face."
Saying this at the end, Asher's tone carried a bit of indescribable helplessness.
"Ahem!", Vicky immediately coughed twice, quickly raised his hand.
"Understood, understood, understood, my gaze went too far, I'll retract it now."
Asher showed a funny expression.
After joking with Vicky for a couple of lines, Asher's mood also relaxed a lot. Only then did he shift his gaze back to the Nightmare Flower.
The relaxed atmosphere from earlier disappeared instantly and completely.
A real headache.
The source of pollution on Hua Hua's body... Asher hadn't found it yet. And this source wasn't easy to deal with.
The best point of tag was still the [Mental Protection] buff on Hua Hua's body.
Safe, no danger.
Just one problem, how on earth was this thing maintained?
Asher had considered it.
Most likely, it was because of contact with him.
It wasn't Asher being self-absorbed. Think carefully, it was exactly the moment of contact with him that the buff on Hua Hua's body got renewed.
So the question circled back.
'Contact with me. What on my body can help Hua Hua refresh the buff?'
'Pet beast?'
'Is it because of Little Raven or some special quality of a certain pet beast of mine?'
In any case, every possible option had to be tested.
Asher released all of his pet beasts.
And then...
Nothing helped.
The buff's timer kept decreasing, showing no sign of refreshing again.
If it only worked on first contact... Asher shook his head.
Maybe it's like that saying: if a lie is told a thousand times, it becomes true.
Asher felt that since he often told others that his sixth sense was abnormally strong, now he actually had a feeling. Athough, in any case, it definitely wasn't because of the pet beasts.
Then what else could it be?
Innate skill?
Special panel?
Asher mentally listed out all the possible things, then denied each one.
This one doesn't fit.
That one doesn't seem right either.
None of them seemed correct.
By some strange twist of fate, Asher suddenly remembered he still had a special item on him, that broken thing he had spent 8 million on at the bazaar.
Asher took it out from the inner pocket of his clothes.
"What's that?", Watching Asher's movement, Vicky couldn't hold back, full of itching curiosity, leaned in.
The Nightmare Flower was scary.
Little Raven was terrifying.
Little jellyfish was even more awe-inspiring.
But none of these could stop a human heart full of gossip and curiosity wanting to eat melon seeds and watch.
For curiosity's sake, anything was worth charging forward for.
Asher: "..."
Alright then, this probably counted as a kind of talent too.
"I don't know either," Seeing Vicky curiously lean in, Asher explained briefly.
"Felt like it was interesting, and not that expensive, so I picked it up when I saw it," Asher said it casually, and Vicky didn't think too much about it. Reached out to touch it.
"Looks pretty nice, the patterns and all really have that antique vibe."
And then silently. Vicky swore, he really was just casually asking, "How much was this thing?"
"Though it's broken, it looks nice. If there's a chance, I'll get one too."
Asher: "Eight million."
Vicky's hand instantly froze.
Vicky's body stiffened.
Turning his neck made crunching sounds like ka-cha ka-cha.
He stiffly turned to look at Asher.
His pupils involuntarily widened sharply.
"No... No way... Wait?"
Vicky felt like his language system was about to completely collapse.
He was struggling hard to keep his speech functioning smoothly.
"How much did you just say?"
"Haha," Before Asher could answer, Vicky awkwardly laughed and said, "You meant eight hundred, right?"
Looking at Asher's smile without speaking.
Vicky swallowed hard, his voice becoming a bit strained.
"Or did you maybe say the wrong unit, and it's actually eight thousand?"
"If it really can't be helped… eighty thousand?"
Vicky's voice gradually became on the verge of collapse.
Finally, under Asher's gaze, Vicky suddenly yanked back the hand that had still been touching and feeling, as if bitten by a venomous snake.
'Eight million? This is eight million!'
'I can't touch it!'
It was already broken.
If it accidentally got even more shattered by his touch, then what should he do.
"If you gain wealth and power, don't forget each other," After a long silence, Vicky looked at Asher with tears in his eyes, letting out a heartfelt cry from his chest.
Asher: "..."
Such ambition.
"Won't forget," Asher helplessly waved his hand.
Then held the shard out in front of Hua Hua.
"Seen this before?"
Asher had a guess, but to be sure, he still needed to get an answer from Hua Hua.
Hua Hua tilted her head.
This time, Vicky wasn't scared.
He had already seen an eight-million little piece of junk.
What was a fierce flower acting cute?
Common occurrence.
No big deal.
Then the Nightmare Flower suddenly opened her large purple-red blossom.
Vicky: "!!!"
Never seen this before. This kind of posture, definitely never seen before.
"Run!", Vicky hurriedly grabbed Asher and tried to bolt.
Asher quickly pulled Vicky back with a backhand and shouted, "Calm down, calm down, Hua Hua probably didn't suddenly go wild and try to eat me."
While the two of them were speaking, Hua Hua had already lowered her head and vomited a pile of dark, gooey spit.
The flower closed again.
Although Hua Hua didn't have eyes, both Asher and Vicky could feel that Hua Hua seemed to be watching them with an innocent expression.
Vicky: "..."
Asher: "..."
"Alright," Vicky finally let go of Asher's hand, which he had been clutching tightly, and awkwardly scratched his nose, his expression looking quite embarrassed.
"This… uh… I…"
He stammered for a long while and still couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation.
Finally, Vicky completely gave up.
Not going to explain anymore.
Asher couldn't help but chuckle softly at this.
Vicky: "!"
Vicky suddenly turned his head, staring wide-eyed at Asher.
"You're actually laughing at me?"
His tone was full of disbelief and hurt.
Asher waved his hand, still unable to hide the smile on his face, "I'm not laughing at you, just feeling happy."
As he spoke, Asher made a fist and thumped Vicky's shoulder heavily.
"Good brother!"
"Even when running, you didn't forget to drag me along."
Vicky coughed twice, and his expression gradually shifted towards bashfulness.
"Alright," Vicky's body stiffened, but this time it was mostly from embarrassment as he waved his hand.
He pointed at the pile of stuff on the ground to change the topic, "What the heck is this?"
Asher smiled again.
And very cooperatively followed Vicky's topic shift.
"Mm… seems like a, fragment?"
The two of them stared at the stuff on the ground together, neither wanting to touch it.
No choice. It was black. Sticky. Looked absolutely disgusting and probably poisonous. A big pile.
If it weren't for the fact that it didn't emit any smell, the two of them would've already bolted.
"You go," Asher looked at Vicky, "You're my good brother."
Vicky, who had been a little emotional just a moment ago, had already calmed down upon hearing that phrase again.
"Hehe," Vicky sneered.
"This so-called good brother title, I don't want it. If you want it, go yourself."
Asher: "You go."
Vicky: "You go yourself."
The two of them repeated like broken recorders, over and over.
Just then, Professor Jorge and Kloster opened the door and walked in, witnessing this exact scene: "???"
Standing at the doorway.
The two of them had small eyes filled with big question marks.
What? What's going on here?
Two boys were arguing back and forth. And that big, poisonous-looking puddle on the ground.
"What happened here?"
"What's going on?"
Professor Jorge and Kloster both spoke at the same time.
Only, the tones of the two were completely different.
If Professor Jorge's tone was filled with concern for Hua Hua, then Kloster's tone was especially stern and cold, and his gaze immediately shifted to the prime suspect: Hua Hua.
Seeing Kloster stiffen up, his posture showing he was ready to summon a beast at any moment, Asher quickly waved his hand.
"It's not what you think," Even with his feet, Asher could guess what Kloster was thinking.
Probably assumed Hua Hua had just attacked them, hence the hostile stance.
Kloster gave a disbelieving look.
Staring at Asher like he was covering up for Hua Hua.
Asher: "..."
Speechlessness was his mother tongue.
What could he say? Just what could he even say?
Asher sighed helplessly: "It really isn't what you think."
As he spoke, Asher bent down, reached out... okay, Asher looked disgusted and clearly didn't want to use his own hand.
Before the Cat-Worm nearby could react, Asher suddenly scooped up the Cat-Worm and used one of its paws to poke at the puddle of goo.
Cat-Worm: "???"
Cat-Worm: "!!!"
In an instant, all the scales on the Cat-Worm's body flared up.
"MEOW!"
"MEOW! MEOW"
Asher kept a pure expression, pretending not to hear anything.
It was cursing pretty nastily, best not to translate it.
While holding the Cat-Worm's paw and poking, Asher casually used his other hand to pet its head.
Also smoothed down the bristled-up scales on its body.
"I'll make it up to you when we get back."
"Just cooperate for now."
Cat-Worm: ╭(╯^╰)╮
'Still very angry!'
'But seeing how the beastmaster is coaxing me...'
Cat-Worm sneakily shot a shameless look at Little Raven nearby.
Little Raven: "..."
'Hmph! The bird doesn't argue with a little underling!'
Little Raven glanced again at the stuff on the ground, then silently, silently, took another step back.
Definitely not because of disgust. Bird just didn't want to dirty its beautiful feathers.
Asher turned a deaf ear to the little drama between the two pet beasts.
Not blind, not deaf, not fit to be the head of the household.
An ancient truth passed down for generations, truly useful, no matter where it's applied.
"Your paw's kinda short, and a bit fat too, hard to scoop with," Asher muttered while digging, not holding back at all.
Cat-Worm: "!"
*Bristling up again*
"But it's almost done, our Cat-Worm is still pretty awesome," Asher said calmly.
Just a moment ago, the flaring Cat-Worm once again proudly lifted its head and chest, looking extremely smug.
The three others watching from the side—
Kloster: "Jealous."
Vicky: "Jealous."
The two exchanged a glance with deep mutual understanding.
Just ask, what beast tamer wouldn't be jealous. Were their own little ancestors at home so easy to coax?
'Damn it! Why did Asher end up with one that's easy to coax.'
They were seriously sick of saying the word "jealous" at this point.
"Beast tamers having good relationships with their pet beast, isn't that normal?", Only Professor Jorge, who wasn't a beast tamer, couldn't really understand the deep camaraderie between the two.
Back at home, his wife also got along well with the three noise flowers, right?
'Or maybe...'
Professor Jorge's gaze toward Kloster and Vicky gradually turned strange, as if looking at some kind of scumbags.
Kloster and Vicky: "..."
In an instant, they could no longer care about the Asher next to them whom they were just so jealous of.
Sure, Asher's treatment made them envious and hateful.
But they absolutely didn't want to face this kind of weird look.
Let's emphasize it once again.
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