In the following days,
the gatekeeper ghost Xu Duobao and Niu Xiaoguo were granted a few days of annual leave.
With the large red envelopes from their captain and some fruits and snacks, they happily went home.
After they left,
Jiang Lin stayed in the Eighteenth Hall.
He familiarized himself with the gains from this memory: insights and some of Number One's moves.
In his spare time, he sat at his desk and read the materials brought back by the West Hall.
Whenever he sat there,
a small, milky white kitten would rub against him.
It stuck by his side.
Jiang Lin looked at the little fellow, raised his hand, and petted it.
The texture was very soft.
He thought of something, raised his hand, and looked at it. Yes, no hair had fallen out.
He initially wanted to let the little fellow play by itself,
but then he thought, don't pets love to interact with their owners?
But what about the machine ball…
Would it also feel lonely?
Speaking of which, why did this guy suddenly start modifying its appearance?
Just as Jiang Lin was pondering,
the little white cat rolled over, revealing its soft belly.
A pair of sapphire blue eyes sparkled as it looked at Jiang Lin.
"Meow~"
Jiang Lin raised his hand and petted its belly, then asked:
"Why do you sometimes turn into a human and sometimes into a cat?"
The little white cat narrowed its eyes, its front paws resting gently on Jiang Lin's hand.
Upon hearing this, its imitation instantly vanished, and its large sapphire blue eyes opened.
A surge of joy welled up in its heart. Here it comes!
"Because I want to be the group's pet meow~!"
Jiang Lin's petting motion paused: "Group's pet meow??"
"It's the group's pet… meow."
"...Why do you want to be the group's pet?"
"Because if I'm the group's pet, I can have many things meow~ I can modify myself however I want meow~"
Modify…
Jiang Lin looked at the machine ball, "What level of ghost are you equivalent to in combat power right now?"
Machine ball: "...Excluding one-hit kill weapons, peak You Bing?"
Jiang Lin nodded slightly, "Not bad. Can you continue to modify and improve?"
"Mhm mhm mhm!"
The machine ball lay on the ground, nodding repeatedly. "As long as there are enough resources, I can build myself up further!"
"…"
Jiang Lin scratched the white cat's chin. Although he knew the machine ball was merely imitating expressions and actions, he still made the gesture instinctively.
The white cat also cooperated, narrowing its eyes and purring.
Jiang Lin lowered his gaze, thought for a moment, and then said:
"Your cultivation method is different from Xu Nan and the others."
"From today onwards, your allowance will be doubled. The extra will be your cultivation resources."
"Okay meow~!"
The machine ball was instantly overjoyed and jumped up.
Jiang Lin: "Don't waste it."
"Okay meow~! Absolutely meow~!"
Jiang Lin took out his storage bag and gave the machine ball its increased allowance. Da Feng Novel Network.
"Alright, go play."
"Mhm mhm! Master is the best meow~!"
The machine ball happily rubbed against Jiang Lin.
Then it darted out of the Eighteenth Hall.
When it reached the entrance of the Eighteenth Hall, it looked back.
Master was still looking at the materials on the desk.
'Networking… it seems quite important to Master?'
The machine ball thought as it ran out.
Below the method taught by Senior Brother Seven-Colored Egg on how to become the group's pet,
there was another passage.
Note: The term 'group's pet' is difficult to master. It's easy to become like a mascot.
If you want to achieve something by being the group's pet, you must demonstrate your abilities.
Help those around you.
Master said that good relationships are always reciprocal.
…
The machine ball thought about the allowance it had just received, which wasn't a one-time increase.
It was doubled from now on.
Why not try to see if it could do what Master wanted?
No sooner said than done!
The machine ball turned and ran towards the material market.
It had also seen those materials and knew which ones were needed for the experiments.
Everything was imprinted in its mind.
…
Five days passed in the blink of an eye.
Just after midnight,
Jiang Lin, sitting in the Eighteenth Hall, felt something and looked up towards the outside of the Eighteenth Hall.
At the entrance of the Eighteenth Hall,
a figure suddenly appeared, startling Xu Duobao and Niu Xiaoguo, who had just returned from their holiday.
They almost thought they had seen a ghost.
Upon closer inspection, their legs almost gave out.
"King Yama Nan Nan!"
It wasn't that they were useless; this was a King Yama of a region!
Nan Ming did not look at them, his gaze fixed on the Eighteenth Hall.
His eyebrows were like swords, and his entire being exuded a sharp, domineering aura.
"Five days. It's over."
Xu Duobao and Niu Xiaoguo were stunned. Five days for what?
Just as they were about to respectfully ask if they should go in and announce his arrival,
in their peripheral vision,
they suddenly saw a white figure appear in the courtyard.
Jiang Lin walked out, feeling a little nervous.
"Where are you going?"
"Come with me."
Nan Ming stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Lin's shoulder with one hand.
They instantly vanished from their spot.
A few moments passed, and the wind in the air was sometimes rapid, sometimes slow.
When Jiang Lin stopped and the hand on his shoulder was released,
he finally saw the scene before him clearly.
A stretch of… beautiful scenery?
It looked normal, but Jiang Lin felt something strange.
"Where is this…?"
Nan Ming: "I opened this up specifically for training."
He also looked around the surroundings. "This place was already stripped bare last time. It has recovered quite a bit now."
Saying that, he jumped back a bit, maintaining a distance from Jiang Lin.
He said with some excitement:
"Come on, unleash all that terrifying power of yours!"
He added at the end: "This place is very durable, you can come at it however you want."
…
Jiang Lin cupped his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly.
"Alright."
He took a deep breath and calmed his emotions.
The gray chaotic energy within him began to circulate.
The hem of his clothes billowed as if in a wind.
A terrifying aura spread from him.
Nan Ming opposite him became even more excited.
His fighting spirit was rarely ignited.
The grass at their feet seemed to shy away to the sides.
Whoosh—
The ground beneath Jiang Lin's feet was stripped bare.
He disappeared from his spot.
The wind was blowing.
The next second, Jiang Lin appeared not far to Nan Ming's right.
He raised his hand, clenched his fist,
and struck towards Nan Ming.
Nan Ming's gaze shifted over. Just before the attack landed, he managed to raise his hands to block.
Boom—
The fierce offensive exploded in the air.
The sharp wind caused his hair and clothes to flutter backward.
His feet also shifted back slightly.
A mountain behind him directly exploded.
"Hahaha… Not bad, not bad. This is exactly it."
Nan Ming felt this power and was filled with joy.
On the other side,
Jiang Lin looked at his fist, then at the mountain behind Nan Ming.
He felt a little confused.
When he circulated that gray power just now, he felt as if his entire body had been opened up.
It was filled with infinite power.
As long as he willed it, moving mountains and overturning seas was just a matter of raising his hand.
The majestic power also roared out with his fist.
But the result didn't seem to be what he had imagined?
Nan Ming saw his confusion and explained:
"The plants and trees here are different from the outside; they are very durable."
"An attack like this producing such an effect has already exceeded my expectations."
"It seems I can also suppress my cultivation less and have a good fight!"
Nan Ming flexed his wrists, and afterimages rushed forward.
"Next, it's my turn!"
…