"As for its feeding, it is very simple." "You should not be short of money. You only need to feed it two kilograms of beef every day... and it will stay by your side obediently, even in your pocket.
Even if it's in the backpack, it won't come out unless you order it."
Mai Fan looked at this insect and found that it was not cute at all.
But when the other party handed it over, it seemed to be able to understand people's words, and it was quiet and didn't move at all.
Mai Fan touched the diary... and a line of small words appeared on it.
'The most basic scarab (can be upgraded) specialties: extremely sensitive to flesh and blood, extremely powerful penetrating power, hard, strong attack power. Once the command is received, it will not stop unless the owner tells it to stop.'
Ouch, this is good stuff.
Mai Fan looked at this explanation and was moved.
And this beetle lay quietly in his palm, motionless, very quiet.
Even someone like Mai Fan, who is indifferent to bugs, finds it a bit cute.
"Thank you then." He finally accepted: "I have a pet named Dahei, and a cat named Xiaobai..."
"It looks like a strong insect that doesn't need anyone's protection, so let's call it Xiao Hei."
This name shocked the people and monsters lying outside the fence and standing in the tavern.
Is there any direct relationship between being strong and the name Xiaohei?
After all, he opened a tavern in this market, and his brain circuit is different from others.
Pharaoh No. 6 finally felt at ease.
He put the piece of kraft paper in his hand, shook it, and the thick kraft paper split into two pieces.
"Look, this is our pharaoh's special rubbing method. The agreement has penetrated the animal skin. No one can forge the agreement between you and me."
"Well, today's deal has been concluded. There is no use in staying here any longer."
"Then I wish you good luck, little friend. I hope you can come back alive and fulfill your obligations."
After saying Pharaoh No. 6, he covered his head with his cloak and walked out of the tavern barefoot.
When he walked to the gate of the fenced yard, he stopped and said hello to Dahei.
"It's the big black cat that I like."
"How about it, do you want to come to the pyramid and be my pet, where you will gain supreme glory."
Who would have thought that Dahei flicked his tail with great courage, and rushed into the tavern with a meow, and closed the tavern with a bang.
As Dahei entered, the neon light for business at the door flashed twice.
By the time everyone came to their senses, the words above had changed to the words "resting".
"Huh? No, what's going on? Is it closed now?"
"Didn't we just receive a wave of customers? Are we going out of business now? Did we become angry after being exposed?"
"Can the brother inside tell us what's going on?"
It's a coincidence that Lisbon and Pharaoh No. 6 came out on the same foot.
Because there were so many people at the door, the two people were immediately blocked at the door.
"Huh? This old gentleman is the first one to go in, which means that six people can enter at a time, and the first guest is you, right? Counting the time, you should have eaten in this pub."
"Can you tell me whether the food here is as magical as they say?"
When Lisbon heard everyone shouting, he subconsciously glanced at the Pharaoh beside him.
This is the real partner of the tavern. He who is just invited to eat and drink should not cause trouble to the owner.
But Pharaoh No. 6, who had already ordered the food he wanted, said to the group of people outside without even thinking: "Why should I tell you?"
"If you want to know, ask yourself."
"Get out of the way of the door quickly. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you civilians."
What arrogant words these are. We are all abnormal people, so who is afraid of whom?
If there is a person with a hot temper, just push over and take action.
But he heard Pharaoh No. 6 snort coldly: "Ha!?" and let the man grab his cloak.
"Be polite when you speak! Just say what you want to say, and don't curse others if you don't want to say it! Ouch!"
Before the man could finish his words, he felt a huge pain in his palm. The pain caused him to immediately let go of the hand holding his collar.
When he opened his palm and took a look, he saw that a big gash had been cut in his palm.
The man frowned and looked at the Pharaoh's collar, just about to punch this unruly guy...
But I heard a rustling sound around me...
"Oh my God...Mistweed!"
"Pharaoh? Egypt? Run!! Oh my God!"
The senses that are further away are the clearest, because under the cloak of the Pharaoh, layer after layer of scarabs began to emerge... They were like sharks smelling blood, surging toward the surrounding crowd.
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Blah blah blah...
No matter how awesome this person is, he is still in the early stages of activating his superpowers.
How many people are extremely powerful from the beginning?
Who hasn’t made themselves stronger through accumulated training and exercise over time?
There is only Pharaoh No. 6... and he has been king from the beginning.
Although it has just recovered, it itself is different from ordinary people like Mai Fan who have stimulated their abilities due to the recovery of the earth... It is an old antique that has experienced a period of prosperity, and it has been powerful from the beginning and has extended to the present.
Therefore, in this market, almost no one is his opponent.
Those lucky ones who have the ability to communicate with the natural elements discovered that these black beetles are actually indestructible by water and fire.
And attacks with other attributes...can't even break the scarab's shell.
It was only then that the person who made the move first felt scared.
Because so many black scarabs were released by the Pharaoh, more were used to drive away the crowds.
But only when it comes to his scarabs is he really going to kill him.
"I was wrong! I was wrong! Spare my life, spare my life! Ahhhh! Someone come! Help..."
Pharaoh No. 6 hid under his huge cloak and said nothing, watching the black beetles gradually crawling over the body of the man opposite him who was disrespectful to him.
"Uh..." Lisbon couldn't bear it. The man just pulled up his collar...
But the Pharaoh in front seemed to have become a different person since he left the tavern.
The pressure was much stronger than before entering the tavern.
That old, stale smell clung to his body, making Lisbon believe that he was really an old monster resurrected from a long, long time ago.