Fantasy Family Simulator

Chapter 66 Simulated Shock

In the beginning, for the sake of efficiency and convenience to end the battle as quickly as possible, Leiter made a deadly move.

In the end, when there were only three fire dogs left, he was not in a hurry.

One was nailed to the ground by a ground awl, and the other two were picked up in the air, flapping their limbs, and screaming with their throats upside down, which is funny and a little weird.

"Tales, the remaining three are left to you to deal with." Leiter looked at Tucker again, "Taker, you accompany Thales, and process the materials of the monster's corpse by the way."

Then, Leiter looked at the cub of the wind-striped tiger, who was covered in blood.

Then he said to Ruilai: "Ruilai, feed this poor little guy some water, and wash his hair by the way."

Ruilai nodded, looking not far away at the little wind-patterned tiger curled up in the haystack, with a flash of warmth in his eyes.

With a thought, a thin stream of water condensed and drilled into the mouth of the wind-striped tiger cub.Another ball of water condensed, gently peeling off the dirt on the opponent's body.

Leiter paid attention to this scene, and saw a small fleshy ball, its body twitched, opened its thumb-sized mouth, sucked in a stream of water, and then its body twitched slightly.

Aw, aw, aw.
An extremely immature, yet crisp cry sounded, full of vitality.

"Father, he seems to be hungry?" Ruilai has already come to the cub of the wind-striped tiger, squatting on the ground, watching curiously. The cub is less than twenty centimeters long, and its head is no bigger than a fist. How many.

After drinking water, he seems to be a little more energetic. Although his eyes are closed tightly, it does not prevent him from sticking out his tongue for food.

Ruilai stretched out a finger, moved closer, and was immediately sucked by the wind-striped tiger cub. It was warm, wet and sticky, and Ruilai smiled unconsciously.

"Here, feed it the meat of the fireside dog!" Leiter passed a [-]cm piece of meat, which had just been cut from the fireside dog.

"Little guy, eat quickly."

Ruilai divided the meat strips into small pieces and fed them with his own hands.

Smelling the smell of food, as a magical beast, Fengwenhu's instinct to eat was mobilized, he opened his mouth and swallowed red meat, and it seemed that he was still not satisfied, so he screamed at the top of his throat.

Several minutes passed, and there were still two pieces of red meat left in Ruilai's hands, but the cub was full and lay down on the ground, snoring comfortably.

Newborn cubs are mostly lethargic, and Warcraft is no exception.

Ruilai gently touched the wind-patterned tiger, which had not yet grown any fur. The latter seemed to unconsciously sniff its nose, and leaned closer to Ruilai.

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Looking at the cub who was babbling in sleep, Ruilai had a smile on his face, tried to hold it in his arms, but accidentally woke it up.

But the cub of the wind-patterned tiger twisted its head and swayed it gently. It arched its head toward Ruilai's chest, slipped into his arms, and fell asleep again.

"Ruilai, you're lucky. It looks like this little guy likes you very much." Leiter's voice was very soft, afraid of waking up the cub.

"Thanks to my father, who gave me the opportunity to take care of the wind-striped tiger cub." Ruilai replied seriously, and glanced at Tucker, "If I were to take care of the elder brother, I would still be able to get this newborn tiger cub." , the dependence of the wind-striped tiger cubs."

At this time, Tucker was carrying a half-filled linen bag, which was full of low-level magic crystals harvested so far. He heard Ruilai's last words.

With a free and easy smile, he shook his head nonchalantly, "You and I, brothers, it doesn't matter whoever owns this cub, the strength of Young Eagle Town will be improved.

The most important thing is, you are a magician, Rilei, and you need a pure melee Warcraft. "

Leiter glanced at Tucker and smiled gratifiedly, "So, Tucker, do you want a magical beast that can cast magic?"

"Of course, is Father planning to give me the Fire Feather Eagle monster egg?" Tucker pretended to be surprised, and asked himself in an exaggerated tone, "Oh! Thank you for your generosity, Father. I will definitely treat it well."

"You have a really thick skin. Who said you would give the Fire Feather Eagle to you." Leiter shook his head with a smile, and added, "I mean, I will definitely work hard to get you a suitable monster."

"Believe me, Father." Tucker smiled, and turned his gaze deeper into the jungle, "I hope there are still cubs of monsters here, to meet my expectations!"

At this time, Thales excitedly leaned over to Ruilai's side, pulled his arm, and said excitedly: "When this wind-striped tiger grows up, can I ride it around the territory, oh, a magical beast The mount is so cool!"

"It's a trivial matter." Ruilai looked down, and estimated that it would take at least a season for this wind-striped tiger to grow up and be big enough to ride.

"By the way, doesn't Father also have a Fire Feather Eagle? Why haven't you begged Father?" Ruilai was a little surprised, and asked, "Isn't it cooler to fly in the sky?"

Thales scratched his head embarrassingly, "Ha, I'm a little afraid of heights."

Half a month passed in a flash.

At night, the dense jungle and the wide mountains block the eyes of the bright moon peeking at this land.
In a twenty-square-meter cave, it was pitch black.

[The real simulation is over, please select an attribute you want to keep. 】

【[-]. Physique】

[two, fighting spirit]

[[-]. Spiritual Power]

"I choose mental power!"

Lei Te, who closed his eyes quietly, suddenly revealed a pair of pupils in the darkness, and took a deep breath. He only felt that his mental state at this time had reached a very subtle point.

He used the rest time at night just now, and used the fate points gained from hunting in the past half month to conduct 80 real simulations.

It is equivalent to meditating 24 hours a day for more than two months in reality.

In short, during the simulation, he could find excuses desperately, except for eating and drinking, the rest of the time was spent on the right path of meditation and breakthrough.

Now, only a dozen or so points of Destiny Points have been consumed again, and Leiter felt that there seemed to be a faint difference in the depths of his mind at the moment of choosing Spiritual Power.

Although the total amount of mental power has not changed, the bottleneck that prevents him from being promoted to the third-level magician can be felt, and it has suddenly weakened a lot.

It's like passing away day by day. It may not feel strong, but after [-] days of passing away, there will naturally be obvious changes.

Now, it seems that there is only a piece of paper that prevents him from becoming a third-level magician.

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The childish cry in his ear pulled Lei Te back from his meditation thoughts. Before he turned his head to look, a fluffy little white tiger was on Lei Te's waist, as if playing naughty.

"Hehe, little Baige, why aren't you sleeping!" Leiter gently stroked the cub of the wind-striped tiger.

Baige is to give it a name.

Baige's growth rate is not slow. Half a month later, his body length is close to half a meter, and his body is no longer a mass of flesh, but is replaced by fluffy fur.

First update, second update soon

(End of this chapter)