When he saw Gan Gui leading Lu Bao to the living room, Qiao Sang was stunned for a moment.
Although they had only known each other for less than a day, she already had some understanding of Gan Gui's character.
He is the kind that is relatively shy of strangers. He basically follows Lu Bao. Even if he is looking for desperate emotional energy, he will quietly sniff in place and never move a step.
Unless Lu Bao moves first.
The scene like this, with Kangui floating in front and Lu Bao following behind, is indeed a bit unusual.
Moreover, looking at Lu Bao, he seems a little excited...
At this time, Gan Gui stopped next to the little treasure hunter, and his eyes flashed purple, interrupting Qiao Sang's thoughts.
Wait, is this a change of mood?
Qiao Sang saw the desperate expression on Xiao Xunbao's face, and suddenly thought of the ghost-sensing task, and he couldn't laugh or cry.
She never expected that the source of her first despair would come from Little Treasure Hunt...
"Feeling."
The ghost's eyes glowed purple.
At the same time, each of the two paws extends a short toe.
Soon, two streams of white mist rose from the heads of Xiao Xun Bao and Lu Bao respectively.
If you look carefully, you can see that the white mist on the little treasure hunter's head is much denser.
Two white mist exchanges.
When the relatively thin white mist poured into Xiao Xunbao's body, Xiao Xunbao's desperate expression froze, and he raised his head from the computer, as if he was a little confused.
Also raising its head is its substitute.
"Xunxun!"
Little Xunbao and the stand-in looked at each other, then showed expressions like "If I don't play now, I'll wait until later" and started typing furiously on the keyboard.
You must hurry up while you can still play it!
"Bingke..."
Lu Bao was stunned at first, and then she didn't know what she thought of. Her tail drooped, cold air gushed out from her body, and she looked decadent.
This skill is so magical... Qiao Sang saw the emotional changes of Xiao Xunbao and Lu Bao from the side, and sighed sincerely in his heart.
You know, Lu Baoke has never shown such an expression.
At this moment, Qiao Sang clearly realized that Lu Bao was hopeless.
Liu Yao didn't know when he came to the side.
He looked at the scene of changing emotions, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said:
"I remembered that our Blue Star also has a pet beast that can cause emotional changes in the target."
"What is it?" Qiao Sang asked with interest.
"It's called the Geese Egg, and it's a pet beast from the Bani Kingdom." Liu Yao said: "I haven't seen it in real life, I just read it in the information, and it is said that it can amplify the target's emotions to the strongest extent.
"
!!! Qiao Sang was stunned for a moment, his heart was filled with turmoil, and his mind was filled with the research on the vibrational frequency of the emotional energy of pet beasts that Dr. Dolarissa mentioned.
If this research is successful, wouldn't it change the issue of the ups and downs of pet animals' emotional energy?
Seriously speaking, the skill of Gith Egg also changes the mood.
Is it possible that the Gith Egg skill actually changes the vibrational frequency of emotional energy?
Various thoughts flashed through Qiao Sang's mind.
She inevitably began to think:
If the ghost is first allowed to transfer the despair to Lubao, and after this energy dissipates, Lubao accumulates some despair generated by himself, and then allows the Gith egg to amplify this despair, wouldn't it be a direct result?
Emotional requirements that can evolve?
Just as he was thinking about it, Liu Yao added:
"It's a pity that the Gith egg does not come from our Dragon Kingdom, and it seems to be monopolized by one family in the Baini Kingdom. Otherwise, with this pet beast, Bingke Xilu's evolution would definitely go much smoother."
Those from other countries were even monopolized... Qiao Sang immediately understood that even if he returned to Blue Star, he would most likely never see this pet beast.
"It's indeed a pity." Qiao Sang sighed.
Liu Yao didn't stay long and returned to the room with a cup of homemade coffee.
Qiao Sang sat on the sofa and observed Lu Bao's condition.
"Bingke..."
Lubao is currently in a low-pressure atmosphere.
The mood has changed, but the memory has not.
It understands that its current state is due to its mood being changed, but it still thinks of many things uncontrollably.
Can I really evolve smoothly?
Yabao and the others have made so much progress. If I never catch up with them, will my sense of presence become lower and lower?
Will he never send it out again in future animal master competitions?
Is it really suitable for combat?
In the past, it could still compete with Yabao, but now the gap is getting wider and wider. It can feel that Yabao has no interest in fighting it anymore.
Little Treasure Hunt is so lazy, but still better than it.
Even Gang Bao, who joined last, feels like he is about to catch up with him.
After a while, will I become the fourth child?
"Bingke..."
The more Lu Bao thought about it, the more desperate she became.
"Feeling."
At this time, Gan Gui screamed, indicating that the time was up.
Two streams of white mist visible to the naked eye rise from the heads of Xiaozhun Bao and Lu Bao respectively, and are exchanged.
The fog sinks and disappears.
"Xunxun..."
Little Xunbao, who was typing hard on the keyboard, was stunned for a moment. He looked at the ghost, then at his own beastmaster. His emotions came back, and he remembered that today was the last day to play on the computer without any time limit. He curled his lips and wiped them.
She shed tears, showed an expression of "I want to be strong", and continued to type on the keyboard.
"Bingke..."
Lubao's own emotions returned. Thinking of how he looked just now, he was a little excited because he felt that he was really desperate.
But soon, his mood became slightly depressed.
Although I was affected by despair when I thought of those problems before, this kind of thing is indeed possible.
If I really become the fourth child...
It seems that the ghost ghost is indeed used correctly. Dr. Doralisa is right. Even if the energy is exchanged by the ghost ghost, there will be residual emotions, which will produce emotions that he did not have originally... Qiao
Sang noticed Lu Bao's state and his eyes lit up.
Immediately she thought of something and looked at the little treasure hunter who was playing on the computer.
All the emotions in Little Treasure Hunt come and go quickly. It seems very simple to make it feel desperate... If it can continue to collect... Qiao Sang was silent for two seconds and said:
"Little treasure hunt, Yulianton University has a special class for pet animals to take alone. I want to sign up for you."
Little treasure hunt: "!!!"
Bolt from the blue! Five thunder strikes!
Little Treasure Hunt froze instantly, and the computer in front of him no longer looked good.
Because the body's emotions were too agitated and its energy was unstable, the substitute disappeared in place.
"Xunxun..."
Like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, Xiao Xunbao staggered a step, his body unsteady.
"Feeling!"
The eyes of the ghost on the side lit up and turned purple again.
Soon, white mist appeared on the heads of Little Xunbao and Lubao again.
This time, the white mist generated by Little Treasure Hunt was much denser than before.
Seeing this, Qiao Sang silently said sorry to Xiao Xunbao.
Three minutes later, when the white mist returned, Little Xunbao looked at his beastmaster with tears in his eyes and an expression of "Can I not go?"
Qiao Sang smiled and said, "Okay."
In fact, she just said it casually.
There's nothing I can do about it, Xiao Xunbao is too thoughtful.
She had only been at school for two days, and she had not yet learned whether pet beasts had separate classes or anything like that.
"Xunxun!"
Little Xunbao was stunned for a moment, then showed an excited expression and rushed into the arms of his beastmaster.
It just knows!
It knows that its animal master loves it!
"Bingke..."
On the other side, Lu Bao, who was increasingly depressed, turned and returned to the room.
