Royal Beast: Invincible starting from the self-disciplined little skull

The little self-disciplined skeleton started rolling again.

Having learned the lesson from the last time, Zhang Sirui did not stay with him all the time, but exited the system space.

It’s late at night and the summer nights are hot, it’s the exciting time to have fun!

"System, get my reward out quickly!"

Zhang Sirui couldn't wait to read silently.

As the voice fell, a small bottle that looked like Huoxiang Zhengqi Water appeared out of thin air on the bedside.

"Is this a low-level physical fitness enhancement potion?"

Zhang Sirui picked it up and looked at it carefully.

This is the first time he has recorded it in the illustrated book, and is a reward awarded by the system.

"Try it and see."

Zhang Sirui opened the bottle and drank it in one gulp.

I wipe it, it’s so painful...

Zhang Sirui grinned in pain, and before he could speak, the liquid in his mouth flowed down his esophagus like a ball of fire.

Then, his muscles began to tremble.

This feeling seems to start from the cells, and the whole body is twitching.

The last time Zhang Sirui felt like this, he was suffering from calf cramps in the middle of the night due to lack of calcium as he grew taller during adolescence.

"Hiss~"

He gritted his teeth and made no sound.

Fortunately, this feeling did not last long. After more than ten seconds, the pain receded like a tide.

Zhang Sirui sat up from the bed tremblingly, his sweat clearly marking a "wood" on the sheets.

"I feel full of power."

Zhang Sirui clenched his fist and was amazed by the full sense of power.

call!

call!

call!

Three consecutive punches made a sound like a stick breaking through the air. You can imagine what kind of damage it would cause if this punch hit a person.

"Although I am a beast master, I mainly focus on training beast masters."

"But you can't let down your own quality. After all, your opponent doesn't have martial ethics. If he can't beat a beast, can he still beat you?"

In battle, of course, you must use any means necessary!

The enemy and we are not playing a one-on-one turn-based game. In many cases, the beastmaster himself will be targeted more.

The vast majority of beast masters will choose to cultivate a defensive beast master, or wear a country-specific defensive armor.

But Zhang Sirui doesn’t have to!

With the system in place, it will not be certain who will hit whom in the future...

The low-level physical fitness-improving potion gave Zhang Sirui a big surprise.

It also made him look forward to the second reward, which was the opportunity to draw ten consecutive draws.

[System prizes are ready, whether to draw]

In front of Zhang Sirui's eyes, a translucent turntable appeared, divided into several parts, with rewards written on it.

There are potions, equipment, and even monsters. Of course, the proportion is not very high.

Zhang Sirui's mouth watered when he saw it.

"yes!"

【Start extraction】

[Congratulations, you have received refreshing mineral water*1]

[Congratulations, you have received the system’s blessing*1]

[Congratulations, you have gained the favor of the system*1]

The first three were like a basin of ice water, pouring down the hot blood in Zhang Sirui's heart until it became cold.

What is this?

Refreshing mineral water... tasteless Red Bull?

As for the other two, they are even more embarrassing. What is the use of the son's blessing and favor?

【Congratulations, thank you for your patronage】

Seemingly aware of Zhang Sirui's offense, the next five draws were all thank yous for your patronage.

Damn it, what is there to congratulate?

If the dog system has an entity, I, Zhang, must give it a good beating!

If this system has an entity, this dog host must be beaten up!

And the last two, don’t make any mistakes.

Under Zhang Sirui's nervous gaze, the last two rewards were released smoothly.

[Congratulations, you have obtained a low-level mental power enhancement potion*1]

[Congratulations, you got the Warcraft "Little Snowball"]

Nice!

Zhang Sirui waved his hand vigorously.

Sure enough, even if the dog system is targeted, there is no way to resist Zhang's character. Isn't this the super reward?

The low-level mental power-enhancing potion is still the same small bottle.

Zhang Sirui thought for a moment and didn't drink it, but put it on the table.

"Come out, little Snowball!"

A soft and glutinous little thing, like a glutinous rice dumpling, was spread out on Zhang Sirui's palm and swayed from side to side twice.

It's ice cold, and it's so comfortable to hold that it has no friends!

Zhang Sirui has never had a pet, mainly because he has no money.

Now facing a cute pet, how can I still hold back? My hands have already become uncontrollable.

It's ice cold and feels so good to the touch!

Just when he was addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself, the illustrated book lit up in his mind.

[Warcraft: Little Snowball

Level: First level, one star

Properties: ice

Growth:???

Skills: Cold, Liquefaction]

Regardless of whether it is a small skeleton or a small snowball, the growth rate is "???", which means it is uncertain, or it varies depending on the beast master.

In the eyes of the world, beasts like Little Snowball can only make a living by being cute, or working as a biological refrigerator in an ice cream shop. Together with the electric mouse, they are known as the two major civilian beasts.

Even the best beast masters would never sign a contract with this kind of beast master.

"But how can these natives know the beauty of cheating?" Zhang Sirui chuckled.

Produced by the system, there is no ordinary product!

The dog system likes to be angry at itself so much, and it did not add "low-level" or "low-grade" in front of this little snowball, which is enough to explain a lot of problems.

"I will train the little skeleton first, and when the level is high enough, I will sign this little snowball."

"Before that, let's keep it as a pet."

Having made plans, Zhang Sirui nodded with satisfaction.

Not to mention, putting this little guy in the room is as comfortable as turning on the air conditioner.

The next morning.

Before dawn, Zhang Sirui got up and walked quietly into the kitchen. Soon, there was a clanging sound in the kitchen.

After some time, Jiang Yue also got up.

"elder brother!"

"Are you up?" Zhang Sirui said with a smile, wearing an apron and holding a big spoon: "Go and wait outside, breakfast will be ready soon."

"Um!"

Jiang Yue nodded vigorously, sat at the dining table and waited expectantly.

This is the first time my brother has cooked for himself... No matter how unpalatable it is, he must eat it all!

Zhang Tao also got up and was reading a newspaper.

"Hahaha, here comes the chicken soup!"

Zhang Sirui came out carrying a casserole.

Zhang Tao and Jiang Yue both looked at him in shock. Their son (brother) could actually make chicken soup!?

"Hey, the dishes are all here, why don't you eat them?"

Zhang Sirui said doubtfully.

Zhang Tao: "Er smash, it's your first time to cook, and everyone doesn't dare to eat it."

Zhang Sirui blinked: "Shy, Dad, you just like to joke, so eat it while it's hot."

Jiang Yue: "Brother, you have worked hard all morning, why don't you drink a bowl first."

"No, no, no." Zhang Sirui waved his hand: "This chicken soup is very precious, I won't drink it, you drink it, you drink it."

Jiang Yue: "Brother, you have been working so hard all morning. What does a bowl of chicken soup mean?"

Zhang Sirui was speechless.

There's something really wrong with this bowl of chicken soup.

Of course it's not poisoning. His code name is Zhang San, not a pangolin.

He made breakfast early in the morning just to use up the bottle of mental power-enhancing potion.

Soon, Jiang Yue will awaken as a beast master.

If I don’t feel sorry for my sister, who else will?

After some negotiation among several people, Zhang Sirui got one bowl and Zhang Tao one bowl.

The rest went into Jiang Yue's stomach.

Jiang Yue was a little embarrassed at first, but after taking a sip, she couldn't stop.

This bowl of chicken soup tastes so good!

The feeling that the depths of the soul are constantly being touched, being penetrated deeply, and being filled continuously makes people want to stop.

By the time she put down the bowl sheepishly, holding her belly, the large casserole was already empty.