Chapter 487

Chapter 487

When Lorant woke up the next morning, he felt sore all over his body.

It must have been Lancelot's fault last night!

Even though they had agreed to sleep, he kept pestering me relentlessly!

Hmph! It's definitely not because I'm too frail.

While mentally pinning the blame on his boyfriend, Lorant went out and casually found a Sacred Light Peacock to cast a diluted version of the Light Spell on himself.

As the light fell, all his fatigue vanished.

When he entered the beast warehouse, Lorant was once again the energetic and radiant owner of the Blue Star Pet Shop.

The breeding of the "Bigmouth Book" beast pets had reached a critical stage, and Lorant planned to stay at the pet shop until they hatched before heading to the Lopulo Mountains.

This was a Grade A Beast Pet, and it had been nurtured in the Blue Star Pet Shop for a long time.

Lorant walked into a breeding room that had always been closed to the public. After unlocking the door with his information, he was greeted by a room full of glowing eggs flying around.

These potential beast eggs were each about the size of a duck egg, with smooth, translucent green shells adorned with intricate patterns. The delicate patterns were emitting a faint glow.

The glow was faint, somewhat like fluorescent paint that hadn't absorbed enough sunlight during the day, making it barely visible at night unless you looked closely.

But when a group of these glowing beast eggs gathered together, it looked like a swarm of fireflies, with scattered points of light creating a grand scene.

This was a batch of potential "Bigmouth Book" beast eggs that had been born a day ago.

The ninth-tier beast "Wilderness Giant Bear" was paired with three seventh-tier beasts in various combinations. After four extensive breeding sessions, a secondary beast known as "Pear Blossom Crow" was finally bred.

During the growth of the "Pear Blossom Crow," the Blue Star Pet Shop captured another "Wilderness Giant Bear" suitable for breeding.

These two beasts underwent several specific breeding sessions under extreme low temperatures, eventually producing fewer than thirty glowing eggs.

Since the Blue Star Pet Shop had only managed to capture five Wilderness Giant Bears so far, and three of them were male and could only be used for regular beast breeding, breeding more Bigmouth Books would be challenging until new beasts were found.

What frustrated Lorant even more was that the Wilderness Giant Bear's post-breeding recovery period was quite long. It was likely that these two beasts, especially the one used for the initial secondary beast breeding, wouldn't be able to breed again for the next five years.

This meant that the Bigmouth Book beast pets would face the risk of going out of print shortly after their birth...

Truly a product with the distinctive traits of the Blue Star Pet Shop.

The unscrupulous shop owner sighed at the thought.

However, these glowing eggs were still only potential beast eggs. They needed to undergo one final process to become true beast eggs and hatch into powerful Grade A Beast Pets.

At this moment, Kong Yi was inspecting the third floor of the warehouse. Lorant had arrived early today and hadn't informed the diligent floating octopuses, so they hadn't appeared before him yet.

Baby, on the other hand, had regained the familiar feeling of working with Lorant on experiments in the early days. The silk fluttered busily, helping Lorant prepare the materials.

The Green Pool Fruit's skin had to be carefully peeled and crushed with a white wood stick, then filtered through thin white wood bark to extract the juice for later use.

The Red Bamboo had to be split into strands as thin as hair, so that when used, their presence wouldn't be felt, yet their effects wouldn't be compromised.

The blood of the Jade Tree Kirin had to be filtered five times to eliminate any tiny jade fragments left in its bloodline. The jade, now stained red with blood, had to be thoroughly washed and set aside.

A total of thirty to forty items needed to be processed for the breeding. With Baby's help, Lorant quickly completed these preparatory tasks.

When Kongyi opened the door to the breeding room, its nearly expressionless face managed to show a discernible look of reproach, as if blaming Lorant for starting the breeding work without waiting for it.

The large Floating Octopuses floated in through the door in droves, circling around Lorant unhappily, looking as if they dared not voice their anger.

"Sorry, sorry," Lorant said, feeling the suction cups on his shoulder gripping tighter than usual. He reached out to hold the thick tentacle of the Floating Octopus and patted it firmly as an apology.

If there was anyone in the entire Blue Star Pet Shop who had the right to feel this way at such a time, it was undoubtedly Kongyi.

In the monster warehouse, it had devoted almost all of its life so far to this place.

In terms of caring for the beasts and the time invested, Lorant himself wouldn't dare claim to have contributed more than Kongyi.

It could be said that Kongyi was the absolute veteran of the Blue Star Pet Shop's monster warehouse.

"Alright, alright, I just happened to wake up early today, checked the time, and thought you'd be patrolling downstairs, so I came on my own. The preparations just now were simple tasks, but now is the really important part. You came just in time," Lorant whispered soothingly.

No matter how intelligent the Floating Octopuses were, they were still just young hatchlings. Even the earliest batch of Floating Octopuses that had been hatched hadn't reached adulthood yet.

These big creatures had long lifespans, so Kongyi, who had been born less than two years ago, was still a child by any measure.

Usually, its maturity and reliability made Lorant somewhat overlook Kongyi's age, but when it occasionally showed a bit of childlike stubbornness, Lorant couldn't help but speak in a tone that was somewhat soothing.

The Floating Octopuses weren't the type of pets that were naturally inclined to be clingy. They were like the most well-mannered children in class, rarely asking for leave unless absolutely necessary.

After playing with Lorant for a while using its tentacles in a controlled way, Kongyi turned its attention to the monster eggs flying around the room.

These little creatures, which hadn't yet become monster eggs, were flying mischievously around the breeding room, occasionally swooping down to lightly bump the back of Lorant's head in play.

Since the little ones weren't using much force and wouldn't cause any harm, Lorant stopped Little Qing and Little Black from trying to control the monster eggs.

Kongyi quickly got into its role and state, taking over the large basin of beast blood that Lorant was stirring. Its eight thick tentacles moved up and down, swiftly completing the remaining preparations.

By now, all the raw materials in the room had been prepared—some merged, some melted, and some transformed. What remained in front of Lorant was a large wooden basin, the size of a giant's bathtub, filled with blood.

At the bottom of the basin was a large cloth that also seemed fit for a giant.

Though it looked like fabric, this "mantle" was actually made from tightly woven plant fibers, feeling incredibly soft, even comparable to the most expensive Snow Silk. However, its edges were lined with countless minuscule, sharp fibers. If touched carelessly, one would immediately be pricked by the tiny, terrifying fibers, causing not only lasting discomfort but also toxic effects.

It was a material that required careful handling.

The Floating Octopus species had its own natural ability—thick hide—making it completely indifferent to these sharp fibers. Not only would it not feel pain, but it would also need to actively change the shape of its tentacles to sense the unique characteristics of the mantle.

At Lorant's signal, Kongyi poured the mixed materials into the giant wooden basin, which resembled a small swimming pool. The liquid inside looked like a pool of blood or some kind of seething magma, bubbling ominously from below.

Lorant held a vial of green blood in his hand, extracted from the heart of a Level 12 beast, the Ocean-Flipping Python. Being a sea creature, this blood was even more precious than that of a typical Level 14 beast.

Upon closer inspection, one could see a miniature Ocean-Flipping Python swimming through the green liquid, diving in and out of the blood as if flying through clouds.

With a flourish, Lorant splashed the precious heart blood into the large basin of processed liquid materials. Like a splash of sizzling oil into water, the blood pool began to churn even more violently.

The wildly bubbling foam resembled the moment when a ladle of hot oil is poured over boiled beef, or the process of dry chili powder transforming into chili oil...

In short, it looked somewhat appetizing.

All that was missing was a savory scent to complete the scene.

Lorant swallowed hard, forcibly erasing the image of chili oil from his mind. But when he turned back to face the boiling blood pool, it began to emit a peculiar aroma.

As if trying to confirm its identity as food.

However, before Lorant could take another sniff, the fragrance began to rapidly sour.

Logically, such a delicate and serene aroma would be the type of scent Lorant would enjoy.

But the odor emanating from the blood pool was exceptionally intolerable. Lorant knew he was smelling a fragrance, but it was so overpowering that he kept stepping back.

It was as if a certain scent, when it reaches its peak, undergoes a qualitative change. The blood pool before him was exactly like that; the fragrance it gave off was so strong it was almost blinding, reaching a level that humans could hardly bear.

However, while humans couldn't tolerate the smell, the floating fluorescent monster eggs, seemingly drifting in the air, were quite accepting of it.

Or rather, these monster eggs had almost no resistance to such a scent. They plummeted from the air like hailstones, plunging into the wooden basin.

The blood pool continued to boil, and the monster eggs that jumped into it were completely submerged by the thick and viscous liquid.

Lorant peered over the edge of the blood pool but saw nothing. The fluorescent colors were completely swallowed up, leaving nothing behind.