However, it was obvious that the red dragon's flattering and even fawning words did not make Bemonstan let go of his hostility towards it.

Squeak! Coo!

(I'm not interested in your tail, but I'm very interested in your heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. And when I eat, I'm never picky. I like to swallow everything whole.)

Bemenstein said with a fierce look on his face, "You idiot, I am a giant monster in the universe."

Although it is a bird monster, the problem is that I don’t have many feathers on my body!

My two wings are more like hands than wings.

When I normally fly, I don't flap my wings. How could that kind of low-level flying method be the flying method of a space monster?

The only hairy part of the body is the very private navel area, but the hair there is very sparse and not feathers.

This stupid dragon actually dared to tempt his master to pluck my hair. I think you don’t know how many eyes the Horse King has!

It seems that the method I used to teach you before was a bit too mild. I must teach this red dragon a lesson from time to time in the future.

"Stop it, Behmonstan. It's just a few feathers. With your recovery ability, they will grow back quickly. Give us a few." Dress asked.

Squeak! Coo!

(I understand, master, but I don’t have any feathers, only belly hair! I’m just unhappy with a certain dragon. Since you have spoken, master, it’s just a few hairs, no big deal.) Bemenstein said.

Well, since the master asked, I'll give it to him! Besides, with my own recovery ability, plucking these few hairs won't cause any harm.

You should know that the disc organ in its navel can regenerate even if it is damaged. Bemundstein's regenerative ability is not to be underestimated.

However, it was happy to pull off the scales on Gorzan's body, but if you think about it carefully, Gorzan didn't seem to have any scales on his body!

So what kind of stupid idea did this red dragon come up with to actually want to fleece Golzan? This guy is just a layer of petrified skin all over his body, and the surface of his body seems to be covered with a layer of armor, but that is not scales!

Squeak! Coo!

(Master, this red dragon is very bad. I have no feathers on my body, only belly hair. And Golzan has no scales on his body. His skin is the hard skin of a hardened monster.) Behmonstan said.

Dress finally realized, "That's right! I was so excited before that I didn't seem to pay attention to some details."

The hair on Bemundstan's body is indeed not feathers but down, and it seems that there is not much of it.

It is different from bird-like monsters. There are no feathers on its wings. There are only some hairs around the disc-shaped absorption organs on its belly.

However, with Bemundstan's recovery ability, it should be harmless to take a little bit off, and Bemundstan also agreed to it himself.

As for Goerzan! What's on its body isn't scales, but a kind of hardened skin, as if scales don't exist at all.

Squeak! Coo!

(Master, monsters like Golzan can also shed their skin. The effect of its shed skin is much better than any scales.)

How is it possible to let this idiot Golzan stay out of this?

You, the bird, have contributed some of your feathers, how can you not peel off your skin for me?

"What you said makes sense. I'll ask Golzan." Dress nodded and used the power of the system space to directly contact Golzan, who was still soaking in the magma hot spring.

Roar!

(Master, do you have anything to tell me?) Feeling the master's contact, Golzan responded using the power in the system space.

(Here is a setting to add to everyone. All monsters of the protagonist can chat through the power of the system, regardless of distance.)

"Golzan, I want to ask you, does your tribe practice molting?"

Peeling? Why do owners ask this question?

Although it was strange, Golzan still answered his master truthfully.

Roar, roar, roar!

(Master, our clan will shed its skin once we enter adulthood. When I evolve into Flame Golzan, I will shed my skin again. After that, I will not shed my skin again unless I evolve again.) Golzan said.

"How do you usually deal with the skins shed by your tribe?" Dress asked.

(Master, the skins shed by our clan are usually left at the place of evolution.)

What should I do with the shed skin? Should I keep it in storage?

Of course it was thrown back where it was. Why would the owner ask such a strange question?

The skin shed by a monster after it grows up is of no use to this monster! It's no different from garbage.

"How about this, you save the skins you shed when you evolved into Flame Golzan this time. The next time we meet, you give all these skins to me." Dress said excitedly.

There is a way, there is indeed a way.

Roar!

(No problem, master. I understand. I will put the skin I shed when I evolve into Flame Golzan into the system space for you.) Although I don’t know what the master wants to do with the skin he shed.

But since the master has spoken, I must do as he says.

After hearing Golzan's answer, Dress nodded with satisfaction. After instructing Golzan to evolve well, he exited the system space.

It was such a waste to just throw away the skin that was shed in the past. Even the skin of ordinary Golzan has great defense.

And there is no need to say how big Golzan is. It is not excessive to make dozens of pieces of armor with the skin shed by a 62-meter-tall monster, right?

Although my monster pets are very powerful, I am still very fragile. After wearing the armor made from Golzan's shed skin, my defense will also increase by a level.

"Master, the more powerful the monster's blood is, the more energy it contains. Maybe the blood of the two adults also has very good special effects. At least it is stronger than the little dragon's blood!" The red dragon Grodus turned his head again and showed a wicked smile.

This time, Bemonstan got angry on the spot and immediately increased his size, covering the entire body of the little red dragon.

If the owner hadn't been sitting there, it would have dragged the little red dragon down and taught it how to be a dragon.

"Ahem! Bemundstan, don't worry. How can you take the words of this stupid dragon seriously? Don't worry, the master won't take your blood." Dress immediately comforted the irritable Bemundstan.

This little red dragon is so evil! Really so evil! He's worthy of being called an evil dragon!

But your proposal is quite attractive, isn't it?

The blood of the monster clan is indeed useful.