Chapter 77 Racial Cap



Not to mention anything else, just the treasure-hunting ghost that she had to scam today, and the three ghost-type pets that worked with it to block surveillance were enough to make her take warning.

Qiao Sang's eyes became determined, and he was about to refuse, but the treasure hunter next to him sensed it very keenly.

It took a step back, stretched out its hands and pinched its face, the corners of its mouth curved downwards, and then floated in front of Qiao Sang, and tears as big as beans fell silently from its eyes.

This time it didn't cry out loud, it just let the tears flow down.

Qiao Sang was stunned for a moment, and instinctively felt that it was going to do something weird again.

But the treasure hunter ghost didn't do anything else, he just reached out and tried to take the little treasure hunter ghost back.

The little treasure hunter grabbed Qiao Sang's clothes tightly with his short hands and turned his head to express his refusal.

“Xunxun!”

The treasure-hunting ghost called out in a hoarse voice, sounding very miserable.

The two staff members looked at each other tacitly.

"This treasure-hunting ghost is its mother. It does this so that its children don't have to stay in the pet base forever like it does." The middle-aged man said sadly.

"Didn't you say originally that the pet eggs had been reserved?" Qiao Sang asked.

Middle-aged man: “…”

"The beastmaster who reserved it also reserved two other pet eggs. I don't know if they were given away or used for other purposes. After all, she is a mother, so it is understandable that she is not confident in handing her child to an unknown person." The blond-haired staff member explained.

This is of course false. The above is just his experience based on other pets.

Although this treasure-hunting ghost is not its mother, its purpose is indeed to prevent its fellow creatures from staying in the pet base like it has.

The five-year-old male treasure hunter's tears fell even faster, as if someone had spoken of his true feelings.

Qiao Sang: “…”

Why is she so unconvinced? Seeing that the girl was indifferent, the middle-aged man took a different approach and said, "The Treasure Hunter has been proven to be able to evolve to the Emperor level, while the Sakura Cotton has only evolved to the King level. Are you sure you don't want to consider it again?"

I have to say that this middle-aged man hit the nail on the head.

An imperial-level pet corresponds to the level of an A-level beastmaster, while a king-level pet is the primary requirement for becoming a B-level beastmaster.

Of course, even if the growth limit of the Sakura cotton race is king level, it does not mean that all beastmasters can cultivate it to the king level.

Normally, a beastmaster's energy and resources are limited, and the talents of the contracted pets cannot all be the best.

It is considered a high probability that one out of ten thousand beastmasters who have contracted Sakura Kapok can cultivate it into a king-level pet.

Most people who contract Sakura Cotton will not consider its growth limit, but Qiao Sang has to consider it.

Because she has a golden finger.

With this golden finger, it is entirely possible for her to cultivate a pet with low talent to the upper limit of its race.

But she didn't know whether the golden finger could enable the pet to break through the racial limit.

After all, the issue of how each race can break through their growth limit, which concerns the life level, has always been a key research project of the Alliance and is not so easy to solve.

She originally wanted to contract the Sakura Cotton for its healing skills, to increase its chances of survival in the wild.

After all, the ultimate goal is to improve your strength.

She actually forgot about this when she was choosing her pet yesterday...

"What about the water lantern crocodile?" asked Qiao Sang.

Middle-aged man: “…”

He sighed inwardly.

This girl is very opinionated, and she obviously came here after making a choice. It seems that the treasure hunter has found the wrong person this time...

"It's also king level." The middle-aged man said seriously.

Qiao Sang then asked: "Where is the Mian Mian bird?"

"Also king level." The middle-aged man replied.

Qiao Sang was thoughtful.

Yesterday's choice seemed a bit hasty. Why don't I go back and study it again...

The little treasure hunter seemed to feel that he was not chosen, his mouth pursed, and he started crying without warning.

This frightened the treasure hunter so much that he forgot to continue acting and thought it was because he had acted too sincerely.

Qiao Sang set his sights on the little treasure hunter.

Although the Treasure Hunter is a ghost-type pet, at least it is not an evil one.

In fact, if ghost pets were less fond of playing pranks, had a less weird personality, and were a little more normal, they would probably be the choice of many people.

This little treasure hunter looks cute and adorable, and doesn't seem to have a weird personality at all.

Just when he thought of this, the little treasure hunter suddenly stopped crying without any warning, raised his head and looked at Qiao Sang with tears in his eyes, and then called out sweetly.

Qiao Sang looked strange.

Why does it feel like this little treasure-hunting ghost knows what I'm thinking...

After the little treasure-hunting ghost finished laughing, he moved his eyes to the door, as if he was looking at something.

Qiao Sang's heart tightened.

She always felt that the little treasure hunter was not behaving normally, so she looked in the direction but didn't find anything.

"Miss, if you want a pet with a high racial upper limit, you can ask Xiao Liu to introduce it to you." said the middle-aged man.

The blond staff member, Xiao Liu, nodded.

When the treasure hunter ghost heard this, he pouted, knowing that the people at the base would not help him anymore, so he reached out to pick up the little treasure hunter ghost and leave.

This time the little treasure hunter did not dodge because its attention was always on the door.

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It didn't react until the little treasure hunter left Qiao Sang, and it pursed its lips and pretended to cry.

Just then, the door suddenly opened.

"Miss, why are you here?" The female staff member who opened the door looked at Qiao Sang and said.

"Joy!"

Qing Yuedie, who had been invisible until now, cried out happily and flew to the female staff member.

Qiao Sang stared at the person who came in for a long while and did not answer.

The treasure hunter ghost holding the little treasure hunter ghost has floated to the door.

"Wait!" Qiao Sang suddenly shouted.

The treasure-hunting ghost stopped and turned around, freeing one hand to point at itself uncertainly.

"Search?"

"Yes, don't leave yet." Qiao Sang said.

The treasure hunter's eyes lit up and he flashed back.

The little treasure hunter blinked his watery eyes and looked over.

Qiao Sang clearly felt his heartbeat quickening.

She was excited and nervous inside, but she didn't show it on her face.

"How much is this little treasure-hunting ghost?"

The three people present were all shocked.

The middle-aged man said, "760,000."

Qiao Sang didn't say anything, but just frowned slightly.

"I can give you a 20% discount." The middle-aged man said immediately.

"60% off." Qiao Sang said.

The middle-aged man was surprised and happy.

Although I don’t know what caused the girl to suddenly change her mind, but judging from her attitude of bargaining, she really wants to buy the little treasure hunter.

But this price is a bit too low...

Before he could try the price again, the girl in front of him took out a coupon from her pocket and put it on the table.

"This is a voucher for a pet egg worth 500,000. The little treasure hunter should still be in the egg, but he wanted to take advantage of me and deliberately broke the pet egg in front of me. You probably invited me to your office in the first place because you wanted me to buy it."

"I bought my Fire Fang dog at your base. I can be said to be a regular customer. I am very disappointed with your behavior."

"The three ghost pets that appeared on the surveillance video just now should not be the first time to do this. I think it would be bad to tell others about this. If possible, I will exchange this ticket for the treasure-hunting ghost. I will also keep my mouth shut about what happened here."

"Oh, I forgot to mention that this exchange voucher is the reward I got for winning the Hundred New Competition. Have you heard of the Hundred New Competition that just ended yesterday? If I make a comment now, I think there will be a lot of people paying attention."

The treasure-hunting ghost was stunned.

Middle-aged man: “……!”

Shouldn't they want to sell the little treasure hunter ghost?

Why do I feel like I have to sell it now?

20 minutes later.

Qiao Sang walked out of the Hangzhou Port Pet Base with the Fire Fang Dog in his arms and the Little Treasure Hunter on his head.

(End of this chapter)


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