Shen Zhaozhao: "..."
Shen Zhaozhao looked at the little fur ball that had fallen to the ground again, still with a holy halo on its head, and felt a throbbing pain in her temples. She felt a lump in her throat and almost ascended to heaven on the spot.
However, just as she was preparing to fight that damn system to the death again, she noticed with her sharp eyes that above the little Pixiu's furry forehead, a line of semi-transparent, faintly glowing numbers had appeared out of nowhere: [1/5000].
Shen Zhaozhao: "???"
What's the meaning?
Feed it a high-grade spirit stone to increase the progress bar a little?
If I feed it 5000 yuan, will it grow up?
Shen Zhaozhao clutched her chest. "Forget it, let's try a different approach."
You can buy a genuine ancient auspicious beast for 5,000 high-grade spirit stones... Although it's currently just a cub that dies after every meal, theoretically speaking, this deal seems worthwhile.
After all, Pixiu is a rare creature.
With a sigh, Shen Zhaozhao looked around the vast wilderness, her gaze finally settling on the golden fur ball in the distance that was still frolicking and chasing its own tail in circles.
"Little Yellow".
At the call, the golden lightning instantly changed direction, darting to Shen Zhaozhao's feet with a "whoosh," its little tail wagging like a propeller: "Aww?"
Shen Zhaozhao handed over the soft, white fluffy ball in her hand: "Here."
Little Huang tilted its head, curiously sniffed the stumped Pipi, then looked up at Chen Zhaozhao: "?" Can it be eaten?
Shen Zhaozhao: "..." Eat your father.
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