Yin Chen's breath hitched for a half-beat as he turned to look at the cages next to him.
That six-armed humanoid beetle was staring at him with its compound eyes, its two mantis-like bone blades scraping against the bars, sending sparks flying in all directions.
Can't mess with that. Definitely can't mess with that.
Yin Chen quickly averted his gaze.
"As long as they are willing to go with you, you can take them right out. No registration, no paperwork, completely legal and compliant," Instructor Jing added the conditions.
Heaven knows, he genuinely wanted to give his people some perks this time.
It was a total waste of talent for these creatures to stay here.
Even he couldn't control this many high-level demonic beasts at the same time, which was why he wanted to find a good home for these little sweethearts.
Hong Yuan swallowed hard. "Instructor, are you sure you aren't trying to use these things to silence us?"
She pointed at the Frostbone Wolf, which was still exhaling icy dregs. "That thing is at least Tier Eight. If I went over to be a snack between its teeth, it would probably complain about my posture. Get its approval? How? Does it thinking I'm delicious count as a kind of approval?"
The barrage of comments rolled frantically across Chen Guan's retina.
[Hahaha, sister Hong Yuan is quite self-aware.]
[White Tiger is totally baiting them. He knows full well these two Tier Five newbies wouldn't even dare to get close to the cages.]
[This is workplace bullying. I'm going to the Great Wall headquarters to report student abuse.]
[Chen Guan: Just indulge him. This guy just wants to have some fun.]
Instructor Jing rolled his eyes. "Pathetic. The opportunity was given to you, but you're useless. Little young master, what about you? I saw you staring at that wolf for a long time just now, are you tempted? Although that thing is a bit ugly, its mental resistance is extremely high. It matches your elemental system quite well."
Yin Chen took a half-step back. "Thank you for the favor, Instructor, but I can't do it."
He answered straightforwardly. Reason told him that if any creature in these cages merely sneezed, he would be plastered against the wall like an abstract painting.
"Boring." Instructor Jing smacked his lips. He thought these little things were all quite cute, so why would anyone be afraid?
Instructor Jing sat on the metal platform, his two legs, clad in flip-flops, dangling in boredom.
He looked at Yin Chen and Hong Yuan, who were acting as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and sighed.
The quality of this batch of students was good, but they were simply too timid.
Shifting his gaze, Instructor Jing locked onto Chen Guan, who was standing at the very back.
Chen Guan stood tall and straight, carrying that black metal coffin on his back that was taller than a person. The Tier Five Lightning Cheetah, which had been throwing its weight around in the stone forest, had now shrunk itself into an electrified ball of yarn, clinging tightly to Chen Guan's feet.
"Student Chen, what about you?" Instructor Jing stroked his chin, his tone carrying undisguised enticement.
"I have a lot of good stuff in this terrarium. Look to the left, that Six-Armed Golden Beetle has high defense and thick health, perfect for a meat shield. Look to the right, the skeleton of the Deep Sea Netherfire Behemoth. With your getup, a necromantic mount would look incredibly badass."
"No need," Chen Guan spoke, his voice steady, pointing to the cheetah at his feet. "It can serve as a mount, that's enough."
Although these Tier Eight demonic beasts were rare, in Chen Guan's eyes, they weren't of much use. Their greatest purpose would probably be selling them for money.
But this was White Tiger's collection. If he really sold them, White Tiger would be furious with him.
They weren't even as useful as this leopard, which at least had a spatial ability.
Instructor Jing curled his lip, muttered "Don't know a good thing when you see it," and left him alone.
Yin Chen stood before the Frostbone Wolf's alloy cage. Frost spread along the bars, freezing the surrounding moisture.
He tightened his collar, his breath turning into puffs of white mist. Chen Guan's composure revived his own thoughts, which had already been backing down.
As members of the same team, Chen Guan didn't even care about a Tier Five demonic beast leader. As the heir his family poured all its resources into cultivating, did he, Yin Chen, not even have the courage to attempt communication?
He ultimately stood his ground here.
Hong Yuan beside him didn't have so many thoughts. Simply because Yin Chen stepped up, she indignantly gripped her giant axe and wandered among the cages.
"What's the big deal," Hong Yuan muttered softly. She hated being looked down upon, especially by this hooligan instructor in a Hawaiian shirt, and she definitely didn't want to fall behind Yin Chen.
She stopped in a corner at the deepest part of the basement.
There were no alloy cages here, only a large water tank pieced together from thick bulletproof glass. The water inside was green, with a thick layer of duckweed floating on the surface.
Hong Yuan leaned close to the glass, wanting to see what kind of monster was inside.
A few bubbles gurgled up to the surface.
Then, a moss-covered stone slowly floated up. The stone was covered in natural golden patterns.
Hong Yuan sighed in relief and poked the stone with the handle of her axe.
Right then, the stone moved.
As it turned out, it wasn't a stone, but a turtle shell.
A turtle the size of a washbasin poked its head out of the water, its mung-bean-sized eyes staring at Hong Yuan through the glass.
It didn't emit any terrifying aura; in fact, it looked somewhat sluggish.
Hong Yuan looked at the turtle. Compared to the demonic beasts outside that would spew ice and fire at the drop of a hat, this turtle was much more pleasing to the eye.
"Instructor, are you raising a softshell turtle in this terrarium to improve your meals?" Hong Yuan tapped the glass. Because of the turtle's dopey behavior, she grew bolder.
Hearing the noise, the turtle didn't hide; instead, it paddled its limbs and slowly swam to the edge of the tank.
It opened its mouth, bit onto a rusty iron rod extending from the top of the tank, and used it to pull itself out of the water.
"Plop."
The turtle tumbled over the edge of the glass tank and fell right at Hong Yuan's feet, all four legs pointing at the sky.
Hong Yuan was stunned. She used the tip of her boot to flip the turtle over.
The turtle stuck out its front claws, sluggishly grabbed onto Hong Yuan's boot, and rubbed its head against her ankle, looking like it had no intention of leaving.
"This thing is also high-tier?" Hong Yuan's face was full of suspicion. She felt this thing wasn't even as good as the wild chickens she casually chopped to death by the roadside.
In the distance, Instructor Jing stood up. He looked at the girl and the turtle, a strange look flashing in his eyes, before he slapped his thigh and laughed out loud.
"Student Hong Yuan, your luck, or rather your instinct, is truly not bad." Instructor Jing shuffled over in his flip-flops.
"That's no ordinary softshell turtle. That's a Profound-Insight Turtle."
"A Profound-Insight Turtle?" Hong Yuan was completely baffled.
"A knowledge-type demonic beast," Yin Chen's voice came from behind. Although he was still in a standoff with the Frostbone Wolf, his ears had been tuned to the commotion over here. "This kind of demonic beast has no physical combat power and doesn't possess elemental magic. They have long lifespans, record everything, and are living history."
Instructor Jing snapped his fingers. "Exactly right. The little young master's basic knowledge is very solid. The Profound-Insight Turtle is a mobile supercomputer plus a living library. Don't be fooled by it only being the size of a washbasin right now; that's because it used all its energy to compress information."
Hong Yuan looked down at the turtle hugging her boot and shook her leg in disgust.
But the turtle hugged it tight; she couldn't shake it off at all.
"Why is it pestering me? I absolutely hate reading," Hong Yuan complained.
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