Chapter 314

Chapter 314

Lorant's eyes lit up with excitement. Now, he no longer found these little creatures unattractive; in fact, he couldn't help but pick one up to examine it closely.

The chunks of raw meat on these little creatures were indeed real pieces of raw meat, and the bloody appearance wasn't just for show. The sticky, slimy sensation when holding them was truly unpleasant, but Lorant couldn't care less at the moment.

Compared to the immense potential energy these little things might provide, their ugly appearance was completely insignificant.

If it really was as Lorant thought, and these little creatures could provide safe meat for humans, then even if they were twice as ugly, it wouldn't matter! Even if they were so ugly that they hurt your eyes, it wouldn't matter!

Moreover, the most important thing was that Lorant saw from the ability chart that the Meat Mountain's diet mainly consisted of various plant mixtures! Although it could also eat meat, not eating meat only slightly affected its growth rate. This was clearly an omnivorous creature with a tendency towards herbivory.

Lorant looked at the astonishing description of this little creature and couldn't help but shake his head in disbelief.

After his excitement, Robert saw Lorant holding his pet and shaking his head, so he approached with concern.

"What's wrong, Lorant? Is there something wrong with this little guy?" Robert was now on edge, unable to handle any more stimulation.

Lorant looked at this guy who had been blessed by the goddess of luck and said with a hint of envy, "There's nothing wrong. These little guys are great, better than I expected."

"So, esteemed Great Mage Robert, do you have any intention of collaborating with the beast pet store?" Lorant half-jokingly extended his hand to Robert.

Robert rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Stop pretending, Lorant! How could I not collaborate with the beast pet store?"

Lorant chuckled. He indeed knew that Robert would definitely do so; it was just a little playful joke.

"By the way, if you were to judge, what level do you think my pet should be?" Robert looked at Lorant with anticipation.

Lorant handed the sticky pet back to Robert, wiping the liquid from his hand on Robert's sleeve: "E-level. In my opinion, this pet can only be rated as E-level."

Lorant spoke with certainty, which instantly made Robert's head droop in disappointment.

Everyone wants their pet to be more powerful. Even if he didn't dare to dream of breeding A-level or B-level pets, at least C-level or D-level should be achievable!

But what did he get? E-level!

What were those E-level pets before? Bamboo Lanterns, Spitroots, Little Ghosts!

All of them were little creatures that relied on cuteness to survive!

Facing the mage's extremely resentful gaze, Lorant explained, "You should also be able to feel that these little guys aren't very smart, especially when facing humans; they don't show much alertness."

"And you must have carefully checked the energy fluctuations on these little guys. You should know best that they aren't very powerful pets."

Lorant's explanation was logical and well-founded. Even if he didn't want to admit it, Robert had to nod. He knew his own pets best, and these children indeed weren't powerful pets.

"But!" Lorant suddenly made a big turn, "In my opinion, pets shouldn't be judged solely by a simple level to determine their importance."

"Just like the Windbreaking Horse, who can say now that they aren't as important as the Glassy Ice Flame Dog or the Furious Ragdoll Bear? Their unique abilities give them such an important position."

"Robert, you probably haven't figured out the abilities of these little guys yet, right?" Hearing this, Robert naturally nodded. Lorant continued to encourage him, "Once their abilities are clarified, maybe these little guys will give us a different surprise."

Robert looked at Lorant with anticipation, "Lorant, can you see the talents of these children?"

Lorant shook his head. Of course, he could see; it was clearly written on the ability chart.

But if he could figure out the abilities of an unfamiliar pet just by touching it once, even Lorant felt that it was somewhat beyond the capabilities of a normal human, so he naturally had to cover it up.

"If I could take a good look at its breeding path, maybe I would have some clues. But now, I've only just met them. How could I possibly understand the abilities of these little guys right away? I'm just a human too, Robert."

Robert's eyes lit up as he turned and grabbed a large pile of beast skin records, thrusting them into Lorant's arms: "These! These are all the processes I deduced, and these, this is the breeding path of the little ones! Take a quick look!"

Caught off guard, Lorant didn't feign modesty. He passed the documents to Fa Meng, who watched with a bemused expression, and had the little fat dragon hold them securely. Lorant readily agreed, "Alright! No problem, let's go to the lounge! It'll be more convenient there."

After a cursory glance at the information in the cozy lounge—information that was already in the bestiary—Lorant had organized his thoughts and began to gradually convey the information from the bestiary to Robert.

"Robert, first of all, based on the physical examination report of the Meat Mountain you provided, I believe this beast pet has remarkable potential for size growth," Lorant pointed to the beast skin on the table as he spoke to Robert.

The name "Meat Mountain" had just been agreed upon by Lorant and Robert as the name for the beast pet.

On this point, Robert, like Jacqueline before him, was very accommodating and didn't care much about naming rights or such things.

Robert nodded. The approximate size a beast pet could grow to as an adult could be roughly calculated through some data comparisons, so he already had a general idea of the impressive size his beast pet might reach in the future.

However, Lorant soon dampened the mood: "But even so, given the Meat Mountain's slow movement speed, they won't be able to possess strong combat abilities."

Robert nodded regretfully in agreement. With the Meat Mountain's current movement speed, if their size increased in the future, their speed would inevitably become even slower. Combined with their current dull appearance, such speed and reaction capabilities would make it difficult for the Meat Mountain to achieve much in combat.

A beast pet that can only endure attacks passively would have a hard time even against a few agile Wingless Flywheels.

"But! If they can grow to the size of a Floating Giant Duck, or even larger, by adulthood! Then imagine, how astonishing the size of the meat chunks on their bodies would become!" Lorant's eyes gleamed as he envisioned a promising future.

"You mean..." Robert stared at Lorant, instantly grasping his implication: "The only use for the beast pet I bred is to be raised for food?" His tone carried a hint of disbelief.

Unlike Lorant, who focused on livelihood, Robert represented the mindset of most traditional practitioners.

Their sole pursuit was power, and greater power was always their goal.

Practitioners were always looking upward, while the ordinary people beneath them were completely forgotten.

Lorant, however, looked at Robert seriously: "First of all, if you truly breed a beast pet with no abilities but is suitable for rearing because it doesn't easily attack others, I think that's a good thing."

"The categories of beast pets shouldn't be limited; each has its own abilities and purpose."

Robert sighed, his excitement waning. He truly didn't want his bred beast pet to have only such capabilities.

He had thought that even if his beast pet wasn't combat-oriented, it should at least have auxiliary functions.

"Moreover, I'm not saying that the Meat Mountain is only a beast pet waiting to be slaughtered," Lorant, seeing Robert's downcast expression, changed his tone: "You must have noticed the peculiar physiological structure of the Meat Mountain, right?"

Robert nodded again, though he didn't quite understand Lorant's point.

Lorant glanced at him and continued, "Based on my understanding of beast pets, even the weakest ones evolve survival skills."

"Just like how Candy Rabbits use their shed ears for hunting, or how Spitroots use their appearance for camouflage, although they are born from our hands, they are already prepared to survive in the wild."

"The strong are born to hunt, while the weak have hiding and defense ingrained in their bones."

"So, how could the Meat Mountain be an exception?" Lorant's words gave Robert a bit of confidence, and he eagerly looked at Lorant, waiting for him to continue.

"I've also felt the meat chunks on the Meat Mountain; they're not firmly attached to these little ones. So why can't we assume that these little ones might have abilities similar to the Candy Rabbit?"

"If they possess the ability to continuously shed and replace useful parts of their bodies, how can we say this beast pet isn't strong?" Lorant grew more excited as he spoke.

"Not to mention, I believe the main diet of these little ones isn't beast meat! This is a rare omnivorous beast pet! They can even grow normally without eating meat!"

"Do you know what this means, Robert!" Lorant's tone grew increasingly animated: "If the Meat Mountain can be widely promoted, we will no longer depend on the production of beast meat! With enough grassland, we will have an endless supply of meat!"

"By then, people who are no longer short of food will be a hundred times stronger than they are now! And the number of practitioners emerging from those ordinary people will also increase a hundredfold!"

"You, Robert, will be immortalized in the annals of history!"