After piercing the head, Mingyou began to pierce the neck, belly, and limbs.
Anthony, the big white tiger, soon saw the miserable condition of his stomach and closed his eyes in despair.
His stomach had become like this, and his head must have been like this too... No, he couldn't think about it, as the thought of it would make him feel desperate.
Was this torture? Why was he suffering like this?
"Does it hurt?" Mingyou wondered. "Where does it hurt?"
The big white tiger rolled its eyes and was surprised to find that the place where it was pricked didn't hurt at all.
Mingyou used his inner strength to poke Arthur and complain: "You, the elder, are a silly big tiger."
Arthur almost laughed. "Why don't you just say he's slow?"
But this elder is indeed a fool, and his personality is probably similar to that of his eldest nephew.
Although they are both younger brothers, he is so smart and wise. Uncle Anthony is really "wise". He often speaks without thinking, and when he finds something wrong, he will try his best to make up for it.
Fortunately, Uncle Anthony was still very reliable during the war, but he was not reliable at all with his family.
After the marriage, with Uncle Zong watching over him, Uncle Anthony didn't get into trouble much. But whenever Uncle Zong went on a business trip, Uncle Anthony would be like a wild animal that had broken free from its reins, causing all sorts of trouble and waiting for Uncle Zong to come home and clean up the mess.
His brother once complained that this uncle had taken his cat-crazy nature to the extreme.
When he thought of the once crazy uncle White Tiger who was doing all sorts of things, now lying here miserably, with needles all over his body and unable to move, Arthur found that he was not as happy as he had imagined.
"How is he?" Arthur asked, glancing coldly at the skinny white tiger.
"It's well taken care of." Mingyou smiled at the old dean. "Uncle Zong takes very good care of you. As long as you're attentive, even if your methods are wrong, this emotional energy can replenish the spirit beast's physical strength."
Mingyou: [I'll help him clear the stagnant energy in his body first. However, the energy of an old spirit beast is too scattered, making recovery like a younger one nearly impossible. Even if his energy were to flow again, he'd only be able to walk slowly, not run or jump, unless he were to be reduced in size.]
If he was more pessimistic, Mingyou would tell Arthur through telepathy.
He had been a patient himself and knew that patients could not accept too much pessimistic news.
Arthur didn't take the news as gloomy.
"Uncle, after the treatment, you'll be able to walk soon." Arthur walked over to the big white tiger and leaned over to say, "After you shrink, you can still be as lively as before, and you can even use your supernatural powers. But don't play pranks after you shrink."
"That's a problem. Will there be serious social problems after becoming smaller?" Mingyou suddenly remembered something, "like peeping into the women's bathhouse?"
Arthur: "...That's a good question."
The old dean: "Yes, this must be considered."
Uncle White Tiger: "What a rubbish question! Who would peek into a women's bathhouse?"
Arthur and the old dean looked at Uncle White Tiger silently. You won’t peek, but maybe someone will.
Of course, this is not the point. The point is how to prevent the spirit beast from doing illegal things after it becomes smaller.
"The current defensive measures against spirit beasts are also effective against miniaturized spirit beasts." Because micro-robots are so common these days, there's a lot of testing going on, so Arthur isn't too worried for now. "But some privacy issues do require legislation. How about this: spirit beasts that can be miniaturized must be registered with a spirit beast master. If anything goes wrong, both will bear the consequences."
Of course, this punishment cannot eliminate crime. The existence of the Chaos Sector is an example. All laws are not meant to eliminate crime, but to have regulations to punish crimes after they are committed.
"Anni, don't do bad things after you become a small child, otherwise I, your old friend, will go to jail with you." The old dean looked worried.
Uncle White Tiger roared, "I told you! I can't!"
"Don't get excited, don't get excited, the needle is shaking." Mingyou hurriedly persuaded.
Uncle White Tiger immediately froze, not daring to move, not even to move his eyes.
"The eyeballs can still move." Mingyou was at a loss for words. Uncle Anthony was too nervous, even worse than Da Huang.
The big yellow monkey poked its head out of the door and took a look.
Damn, this guy has needles all over his body, even worse off than me. I only have needles in my head.
After Mingyou had pricked all the necessary places, he took out a piece of incense from his system backpack.
This incense is made primarily from baby's breath found by Dahong, and is known to be beneficial to spirit beasts. Dahong's masks are made from this incense, known to soothe pain and neutralize violent energy.
This time, the incense was blended with several auxiliary herbs. The effect of neutralizing the violent energy was a little weaker, but it increased the soothing effect. It was just right for enhancing the resistance of the energy body of spirit beasts. Moreover, ordinary people could use it directly by just lighting the incense.
If it is a spirit beast master like Mingyou, he can guide the energy of the incense and inject it directly into the body of the spirit beast through silver needles to achieve a stronger therapeutic effect.
When Mingyou lit the incense, Anthony White Tiger smelled a very elegant fragrance. This fragrance was just like the baby's breath sachet that his daughter loved to wear back then.
"Baby's breath?" asked Anthony the White Tiger.
"Incense is indeed made with baby's breath as the main ingredient. But many other auxiliary ingredients are added to it. Uncle Anthony can smell it? That's amazing." Mingyou was surprised.
Anthony the Great White Tiger said nothing. He closed his eyes and seemed to have aged a dozen years in an instant.
Although he is old enough.
Mingyou looked at Arthur in confusion. Did he say something wrong?
"It's none of your business," Arthur said. "My cousin and Dahong both like baby's breath."
Mingyou didn't dare ask any more questions. Uncle Anthony looked like that, so Dahei's cousin must have... Oh, what a coincidence.
"I like this fragrance. Is it very precious? Does it require you to mix it by hand?" The old dean said with a smile, as if he was not very sad.
"The ingredients used are irregular. Although I need to mix them manually to fully unleash their effectiveness, a weakened version of the incense can be made by machine," Mingyou said. "I'll give you the formula later."
"No, I can't handle such troublesome things." The old dean knew that this incense would definitely be sold later, so he said hurriedly, "I'll just buy a little."
"I will indeed sell the incense, but I will also make the secret recipe public and include it directly in the Spirit Beast Master training textbook," Mingyou said. "It's just like perfume. The final product depends on personal perception, and not every scent is suitable for every spirit beast."
"Uncle Zong, you can keep the formula without worry. It would be even better if you could help promote it." Arthur also said, "This sanatorium can use it first, no need to pay. Spirit beasts who want to use this incense can sign a contract with us to test their body data, and we can just take some data."
"Okay, I will help you promote it." The old dean agreed immediately.
As long as they say it's Xiaoyou who's burning the incense, the spirit beasts will definitely fight over it. Now Xiaoyou is a golden signboard.
Anthony the Great White Tiger finally opened his eyes and said, "What kind of incense are you using? I hate incense."
"I like it. If you hate it, you can wear a mask." The old dean's objection was ineffective.
Anthony the White Tiger closed his eyes again angrily.
"Keep doing this for an hour, and the rehabilitation treatment will be over," Mingyou said. "This kind of treatment only needs to be done once a month. The rest is just nutrition and exercise. As long as you move, the energy will flow naturally."
Mingyou then needed no manual guidance; he simply had to let the energy he injected into Anthony's white tiger seep slowly into the energy body. Mingyou pulled out a speaker and played soothing music, explaining that music therapy could also be effective for spirit beasts. He then explained the key points of this treatment to the dean and answered his questions.
Apart from the reversal of roles between old and young, Mingyou and the old dean look like a reliable teacher and a diligent student.
Anthony, the big white tiger, stared at the big speaker with his eyes as big as copper bells, looking at it with dissatisfaction. How come Mingyou, this little guy, has so much stuff in his space backpack?
"Don't like this song? Want to change it?" asked Arthur.
Anthony the White Tiger said, "Change." The song sounded soft and without any feeling.
Arthur smiled and switched the song to Mingyou's special suona solo version of "Pure Land of Bliss." Anthony, the White Tiger, shuddered and nearly jumped up.
The sound of the suona attracted the attention of everyone in the room.
Mingyou's train of thought in teaching was also interrupted.
The suona, a rogue instrument, is truly worthy of its reputation. Even when I play it myself, it's still so noisy. Mingyou rubbed his ears. "Arthur, why did you cut this song?"
"Uncle wants to listen to a song with a more cheerful rhythm." Arthur said seriously.
"But then I won't be able to teach," Mingyou complained.
Arthur used his special powers to place a soundproof barrier for Mingyou. Mingyou immediately stopped complaining and continued to teach the old dean.
The old dean suppressed a laugh. Arthur was clearly playing a prank. But pranks were pranks. Annie had always loved picking on the round-headed, mischievous little black cat, and now he was getting his comeuppance.
Mingyou gave the old dean a lecture for an hour. When he turned his attention back to the big white tiger, the big white tiger's eyes were staring blankly.
Mingyou: "...Dahei, what did you do?"
Oh no, they called me Big Black, Chunyou is angry. Arthur quickly explained: "It's just that the song switching speed is a little fast."
"At least! You only play the beginning of each song and then switch it. Aren't you annoyed?" The big white tiger roared, and the silver needles all over his body trembled.
He was so angry that he didn't even care about the needle in his body.
"Dahei, are you a naughty kid?" Mingyou was speechless.
Although he had been using his heart power to cover the big white tiger, Xiaotian also used a machine to check the big white tiger's physical condition. He knew that Dahei's frequent song changes did not affect the treatment. In fact, because it aroused the big white tiger's anger, the treatment effect was better than expected.
Anger also generates emotional energy, quite a bit.
But Mingyou still couldn't accept Arthur's behavior.
"Yes, I am a naughty kid." Arthur admitted decisively, "Does this mean I can change songs more often? I'll keep doing it."
"...Please don't." Mingyou quickly turned off the speaker and put it into the system backpack. "Stay aside and don't mess with me."
Arthur obediently walked to the side, folded his arms and watched Mingyou remove the silver needles one by one from the white tiger.
After removing all the silver needles, Mingyou massaged the big white tiger's whole body again, just like he had massaged the big black cat's hind legs. Using his palms as a medium, he injected the power of his heart into the big white tiger's body.
While massaging Uncle White Tiger, he explained to the old dean what massage techniques had what effects. The old dean quickly asked the computer to write down what Mingyou said and to recite it as soon as he got home.
"Huh, that's it." Although his physical strength has improved a lot, Mingyou is still sweating and exhausted after such a set of treatment procedures that last for several hours.
He randomly found a spirit beast partner from his own family in the corner of the room and lay on its back without moving.
I am exhausted, so tired, I don't care about my face anymore, I won't walk anymore.
"Then ride back," said Arthur.
Da Zi: “…Come on up.” Since he’s often ridden by the red panda, it doesn’t matter.
After Mingyou got Da Zi's consent, he immediately jumped onto the horse with great agility, not looking like a tired person at all.
Everyone was speechless.
Xiaoyou, you're just looking for an excuse to ride a horse, right? Look at you, you say you just randomly found a companion beast to lean on, but Da Zi is diagonally opposite you, closest to you. How did you "just" lean on him?
But one can only spoil one's own children. Mingyou can ride a horse if he wants to, and he can ride other spirit beasts if he wants to. Even His Majesty the Big Black Cat is willing to be a mount, and they are more willing.
Seeing Mingyou playing with the spirit beasts, the old dean was envious. He touched his beloved tiger's head and said, "It's a pity that you can walk in the future, and I won't be able to ride the big tiger anymore."
The big white tiger's ears were stretched so high that they were pressed against its head.
Don't say such things in front of the younger generation! Are you ashamed?
"But after you become smaller, you can lie on top of my head." The old dean pointed to his still-thick head, "Just like the little fox on Xiaoyou's head when he first got off the spaceship."
The big white tiger's ears stood up. This is great! From now on, he will become a little white tiger, lying on Lao Zong's head every day, letting Lao Zong take him for a walk as a mount!
"Uncle Zong, Xiaoyou is a little tired now. Is there a place to rest?" Arthur asked. "He will rest for a day and visit other spirit beasts tomorrow."
"Rest here next door. No one will disturb you." The old dean had already made arrangements and cleared out a large courtyard. "You can all stay here."
"I'll be polite," Arthur said. "We've brought a batch of ingredients. You can use them to prepare a feast for the spirit beasts. Although there's no mental power to assist, as long as the ingredients are good, the meals cooked by the cooking robots still have relatively strong energy fluctuations, suitable for spirit beasts to eat."
"We now hand-cook the spirit beasts' meals with the help of robots," the old dean said with a smile. "I've found that the spirit beasts feel more energetic after eating our hand-cooked food."
"That's good." Mingyou raised his head from his large purple horse. "They have received your kindness. Spirit Beast Master training should begin in the sanatorium."
"Well, I've already made a plan and am promoting it. After they've learned on their own for a while, I'll open a live broadcast room for you so you can give them live online classes," Arthur replied. "Aren't you tired? Go get some sleep. You'll have food when you wake up. In addition to food for the spirit beasts, I'll also have Uncle Zong prepare local delicacies for you."
"Wow! I'm going to sleep right now." Mingyou was greedy. He wanted to try the specialties of every planet in the Star Alliance. It would be even better if all these specialties could be transformed into special dishes for spirit beasts.
The big purple horse carried Mingyou to the side lovingly: "Like riding horses? I have a special horse farm. When I can become a human, I will take you there to play."
"No, I just want to ride a spirit beast."
Big Purple Horse: "..." This kid is so willful. Never mind, let him be willful. His little beast master can do whatever he wants. He just wants to ride a big beast horse, right? If he goes back and yells, the family will definitely flock to him.
All you need is a piece of Mingyou’s special spirit beast biscuit.
"Aren't you spoiling him too much?" Anthony said lazily after the other furries accompanied Mingyou to another room to sleep, leaving only Arthur, Herman and Yan Yi here.
"No matter how much you pamper someone, you can never overdo it," Arthur said. "Xiaoyou knows his limits. He has plenty of them."
Although Herman and Yan Yi stood behind Arthur as guards, they nodded in their hearts.
Xiaoyou is very restrained in his desires, and only acts like a spoiled child occasionally, which is limited to riding the spirit beast for a ride or moving the spirit beast's fur. At other times, Mingyou pampers them.
To be honest, after they became smaller, the time they used Mingyou as a mount was definitely much longer than the time Mingyou rode them.
What's more, most of the time, Mingyou's willfulness is only directed at His Majesty the Big Black Cat. He is more like the "head of the family" as he calls it to other spirit beasts.
This made them all a little frustrated.
"Just understand it in your heart." Anthony had no intention of saying anything bad about the kid. He knew Mingyou's importance. And Mingyou really gave him a good impression.
Even after pricking him with needles, he still couldn't help but feel that "this is a good kid". This kid is amazing.
"You stayed here because you want to say something to me?" Anthony asked.
Arthur said bluntly, "Uncle, when you recover, please visit your old acquaintances and tell them that you are recovering well."
Anthony sneered, "I see. Those old guys will definitely be envious. If they want Mingyou to treat them, they have to use those contribution points in exchange."
"Their contribution points are enough to exchange for a rehabilitation treatment." Arthur said.
But that wasn't his primary goal. Soon, the various rehabilitation equipment, health-care medicines, and prepared foods Mingyou had prepared would be available on the mall he had already built. These were the main sources of profit and fame.
After Mingyou’s last live broadcast, food sales skyrocketed, especially the “food blind box” that he came up with on a whim, which had the most astonishing sales.
"Food blind boxes" are packages of several foods shipped together. The package price is slightly cheaper than the retail price, but the flavors and types inside are random, so buyers are likely to buy food that tastes very strange.
He originally thought that no one would be fooled by this kind of "food blind box", but he didn't expect everyone's enthusiasm to be unprecedentedly high.
It has now become a trend to broadcast live broadcasts of "blind boxes of spiritual beast food" on the Internet, and tastings of various strange and bizarre spiritual beast foods have also become popular in the entire live broadcast industry.
Although these spirit beasts are not short of money at all, they can earn some pocket money through live streaming and gain some praise. It seems that those guys are having a lot of fun.
More importantly, this spirit beast livestream was on a newly launched public livestream network open to the general public across the Star Alliance. The public was receptive to this type of spirit beast livestream, and its popularity was far higher than any serious spirit beast science popularization or spirit beast combat power demonstrations.
Because of these bizarre food tasting videos and the exaggerated expressions of the spirit beasts while trying the food, ordinary people in the Star Alliance are much less afraid of them. Young people's fear of them is rapidly approaching zero, and there are even many spirit beast fan groups.
Even though many people tried to brainwash the public by saying that spirit beasts were dangerous, uncontrollable, and different from humans, ordinary people preferred the short videos on Arthur's website to the serious science popularization by his experts in mainstream media.
Look at that silly Tibetan fox streamer, the most popular on the live streaming network, who got beaten up again today by his alpaca roommate. Are Tibetan foxes and alpacas dangerous? Do you mean dangerous enough to make you burst with laughter? Hahaha.
Even Arthur would laugh out loud after watching the video series "Did my roommate beat me up today?" He recommended the video to Mingyou and all his subordinates, and they all became loyal viewers of the Tibetan Fox anchor.
After learning about this, Tan Chenxi gave up the idea of asking Zanghu to delete the video.
He has now mastered the skill of avoiding the camera and is called "the magical alpaca roommate who appears and disappears at will" by the audience. He seems to be more popular than before.
Tan Chenxi wondered if anyone on Tianlan Star was watching the live broadcast. If so, the scene must be very beautiful.
The live broadcast effect is so good that it has also led to a number of other spirit beasts being employed in live broadcasts. Arthur will naturally make good use of this model.
In the next phase, Mingyou will broadcast live in this sanatorium, letting other spirit beasts try out his rehabilitation equipment, try his health-care medicines and conditioning foods, and then recommend them to other soul viewers in the live broadcast room.
I wonder what else these most powerful people in the Star Alliance, who let themselves go after turning into spirit beasts, can do.
Arthur was very curious. After those spirit beasts uploaded their own videos and turned into humans, would they think that this was a black history and be so ashamed that they would want to delete all the videos?
Or is it that everyone has given up and has lost all face, so it doesn't matter anymore?
Mingyou wanted to get up at night and have a big meal, but he slept until the next day and woke up hungry.
When he woke up, he saw the big, furry head of the big black cat, and the discomfort he felt when he saw the unfamiliar ceiling immediately disappeared. He hugged the big black cat's head and gave it a big kiss: "Good morning, Dahei."
"Go brush your teeth." The big black cat said disdainfully, jumped off the bed and turned back into a human.
After Mingyou and Arthur finished washing up, they asked, "Where is the kitchen? I'll make breakfast for you."
"No need to go through so much trouble, let's go to the cafeteria of the sanatorium and try their cooking." After Arthur said that, he turned back into a big black cat, asked Mingyou to ride on him, and prepared to take Mingyou to the cafeteria.
"Why are you so proactive today?" Although Mingyou was very curious, his actions were faster than his voice. Before he finished speaking, he had already turned over and rode on the big black cat, and lay on the back of the big black cat's head and took a deep breath.
The big white tiger, who had just regained consciousness, slowly dragged himself out of the house and looked down on him.
Look, the way this young man sucks a big cat looks like a pervert.
"They have already gone to the cafeteria to eat. Don't you want to go quickly? Sit tight." Arthur Tiger exerted his muscles and rushed out like a big tiger.
Wait, my Dahei is a big tiger. Mingyou grabbed the big black cat's fur and rode it steadily even without a saddle or reins.
Arthur Tiger passed many pedestrians and animals along the way, and those pedestrians and animals all saluted the big black tiger.
"Do we have big black tigers in our sanatorium?"
"Are you stupid? This is His Royal Highness Prince Arthur! The only one of his kind in the entire Star Alliance!"
"Impossible! Who could use His Royal Highness as a mount? This must be just an ordinary black tiger, not a spiritual beast."
"Are you crazy? There's no such thing as a big black tiger in the biological world. And that long scarf clearly shows it's a liger."
"There's no need to talk about biological common sense. You can't even tell the difference between a spirit beast and an ordinary creature. Are you still a spirit beast?"
"No, I don't believe it. How can Marshal Arthur be a mount?"
"Why not? It's obvious that the baby-faced young man riding Prince Arthur, Marshal of the Star Alliance... Hehehe, let's go to the cafeteria!"
"Fuck! Don't speed up so suddenly! Ahhhh, anchor, here I come! I want to grab the seat next to you!"
"What? That's the host? Mr. Ming? No wonder he can use His Highness as a mount. I'm not angry anymore... Stop running! Stop right there!"
"Take your time. I believe it is absolutely impossible for us to eat next to the little beast master. I don't believe that only His Highness came with the little beast master."
"So, the ten heroes are here too?"
"At least half of them are here. How could they possibly let His Highness bring Mr. Ming here alone?"
"Shouldn't that be even more of a time to charge? Even if we can't see the anchor, we can still see the ten heroes."
"So what if you see them? You can't talk to them. How dare you talk to them?"
"Can you run so fast when you're pouring cold water on me? Stop! Don't run! Why are you blocking my way?"
…
The spirit beasts in the sanatorium had been eating well recently, and their spirits were already high and their minds were relatively clear. Now, as they ran, they all had the same spirit they had on the battlefield.
Then they bumped into each other at the cafeteria door.
Collide into a ball...
Mingyou was at the staff dining area on the second floor of the cafeteria, leaning against the glass wall and looking at the large-scale pile-up accident among the furries at the door downstairs, his mouth opened into an "O" shape.
"Dahei, Dahei, I really want to jump down!" A large group of furry things fell to the ground, like a furry sea, and I wanted to jump in!
"And then get stepped on like a stupid meat pie?" The big black cat slapped Mingyou on the head. "Aren't you hungry? Eat quickly and don't be distracted while eating."
Mingyou obediently went back to the dining table to eat. While eating, he looked downstairs and treated the furries' car accident scene as his meal.
It's really unsympathetic.
"How lively." The old dean smiled happily, "I've never seen them so lively."
The big white tiger looked disgusted. What a bunch of idiots. He also saw a few old acquaintances.
You all hold high positions and have great power, could you please not behave like an idiot in front of my younger generation?
"It's cute." Mingyou bravely refuted his elder's mistake.
Big White Tiger: "As long as you are happy, I hope you will always be happy."
Mingyou: "Thank you!" What a kind and amiable elder.
The big white tiger's face suddenly fell, and the old dean almost fainted from laughing.
Mingyou, a straightforward and naive kid who can't understand beating around the bush, is the natural enemy of Annie, a sarcastic and sinister old tiger.
Mingyou happily finished a table full of delicious food, and was so full that he lay on the big black cat's back and hummed.
The big black cat let Mingyou lie on the big red fox's backrest and rubbed his belly with his cat paws: "Did I treat you unfairly? Is it necessary to eat so much?"
"Uncle Zong's cooking skills are so great. Uncle Zong, can you teach me how to cook? I want to make such delicious meals for my partners." Mingyou said lazily, feeling the massage of the cat's paws with just the right strength.
The old dean looked at Mingyou enviously, then glared at his lover fiercely.
Look at this young couple, how good the atmosphere is between them! You have never been as gentle to me as Dahei is to Xiaoyou!
See how other spirit animals treat their keepers!
The big white tiger buried its head in its paws, pretending not to see the condemning look of its lover.
Anyway, this is my personality. You have been married to me for so many years, why are you still making trouble? Huh, hhh.
"Of course, I'll pass on the recipes for these dishes to you right now." The old dean glared at his own big white tiger, who, after eating and drinking his fill, lay down on the carpet next to the glass floor-to-ceiling window where it could be exposed to the sun, like a lazy cat basking in the sun, and said kindly, "These dishes are very simple."
"Thank you, Uncle Zong." Mingyou stood up with a somersault and said to the big black cat, "Big Black, I can't hold on any longer. Shall we go downstairs for a walk?"
"Do you want to be buried by a bunch of furry things?" Arthur Tiger said unhappily.
Mingyou's eyes lit up: "Are they really going to bury me with Mao Mao?"
His fellow spirit beasts covered their eyes with their paws, unable to bear the sight of Mingyou suffering from a fur-starved spirit beast.
It's embarrassing, so embarrassing. Are all these furs still not enough to satisfy Mingyou, the little sea king?
"What are you doing down there? Are you going to starve them of food?" Arthur whipped Mingyou with his tiger tail. "Stay here obediently. Wait until mealtime is over, then go live with your rehabilitation equipment."
"Live broadcast?" Mingyou remembered the task Dahei had assigned him. "Yes, yes, find a few volunteers to do the live broadcast. Are there any volunteers willing to try my new device?"
"They'll fight over it," Arthur Tiger complained. "I've already asked Uncle Zong for the nursing home's management computer. Right now, a live lottery is being broadcast on the big screens in several cafeterias. One hundred lucky spirit beasts will receive your one-on-one checkups and rehabilitation treatment."
Mingyou gave Arthur Tiger a thumbs up.
Dahei is really amazing. He turned the volunteer who was trying out the new instrument into the lucky winner of the grand prize in no time.
Mingyou rubbed Arthur Tiger's big ears and said, "Dahei, after we finish the test, let's leave the equipment here."
"Of course," Arthur Tiger said, "other nursing homes can also apply to us for equipment. The Star Alliance will pay for the equipment needed by public nursing homes."
Government procurement orders will be enough to sustain them for a long time.
Because the purchase orders for the spirit beast sanatoriums had previously been controlled by the old spirit beast school... no, let's call it the fake spirit beast school. The purchase lists for the spirit beast sanatoriums had previously been controlled by the fake spirit beast school. Although he had the power to directly change the purchase list, allowing the spirit beast sanatoriums to apply for it themselves would be much more effective than forcing it to do so.
Now all the spirit beasts must follow Mingyou's live broadcast. They saw good things in the live broadcast and knew that these good things would be sold publicly to the spirit beast sanatorium. If their own sanatorium didn't have them, they would just wait for these spirit beasts to move away.
Can a spiritual animal sanatorium continue to operate without spiritual animals? Humph.
The spirit beasts downstairs were making so much noise that the food in my mouth no longer tasted good.
There are currently nearly a thousand spirit beasts recuperating in this sanatorium. If we draw one hundred lucky beasts, the probability of winning is one in ten.
One in ten, ten people pick one, doesn't that mean I'm definitely the one picked?!
Please draw the prize soon. With my unbeatable luck, I will definitely win the prize this time!
"Go away, go away! Don't spoil my luck."
"Where can I wash my hands and face? I need to wash my hands and face!"
"Lucky charm, lucky charm, is it too late to ask my family to send my lucky charm over now?"
"You don't even carry your lucky charm with you in your space backpack at all times. Looks like you're definitely going to lose this time. Hehehehe... Hahahaha! I won, I won!"
…
Downstairs, some spirit beasts put their paws together and prayed, some spirit beasts laughed crazily, and some spirit beasts chased their tails frantically to relieve their anxiety... One lottery draw really made the group of people upstairs see enough of the various behavior of spirit beasts.
The old dean continued to laugh so hard that he couldn't straighten his back, while the big white tiger continued to pout.
His wife was the director of this sanatorium, so naturally most of the animals there were his acquaintances, some of whom were his old subordinates. For example, the one who was madly chasing after him was his shrewd and capable old secretary.
I've never seen you so lively before. The old boss, Dabaihu, feels very sad. How come his old subordinates have become so silly?
He opened his eyes and looked at Mingyou and his nephew's big black cat who were taking photos and screenshots frantically.
Could it be that this young beastmaster had some strange buff that made all the beasts unreliable? Should he stay away from Mingyou to avoid contracting this strange disease?
"So cute!" Mingyou didn't know which spirit beast to look at anymore. Every one of the spirit beasts downstairs was so adorable, it was simply too much for him to take in. After looking at one, he couldn't bear to leave the other. "What special publicity do we need? Just edit these videos and everyone in the Star Alliance will become die-hard fans of the spirit beasts!"
"They probably wouldn't want strangers to see their ugly... oh, cute side." Arthur Tiger looked at his emoticon collection with satisfaction. To avoid infringing on others' portrait rights, he had Xiaotian transform the animated images into two-dimensional watercolor paintings. The original spirit beasts were all transformed into cute chibi-style images with big heads.
"What a pity." Mingyou sighed.
"What's a pity? They're unwilling, but many young spirit beasts are very willing." Arthur Tiger said, "Although our live broadcast room cannot be open to the public because it involves many confidential matters, we can edit short videos and make a program for the public to watch. We are not afraid of losing face."
His furry subordinates wanted to say, No, Your Highness, we are afraid.
But... never mind. The boss's orders were absolute. To prevent the conspiracy of the old guard and certain ambitious individuals who were trying to incite the spirit beasts to oppose ordinary people from failing at the outset, a little sacrifice of their dignity was nothing.
This is the responsibility of being the strongest superpower warrior to defend the country.
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