The demon beast lay on a soft grayish-white sand dune, with goods piled beside it in a heap almost like a small hill. It watched the Magic Phone while munching away with "crunch, crunch" sounds, Luo Chuan's voice faintly carrying from it.
"Look what I found! There are actually insects that grow on snowfields—white and plump, definitely packed with nutrients. You should be able to eat them after pulling off their heads. Of course, to ensure safety and a better taste, we can gather them up and roast them... Hiss, it can bite! And it can breathe fire..."
"I take that back. This insect should count as a demon beast, with strength roughly at the Spirit Sensing realm. If you encounter one in the wild, do not approach rashly. Be sure to take the necessary precautions. Still, fire-breathing is quite convenient—it even saves the time needed to start a fire..."
The demon beast had long since grown used to this. It was even beginning to suspect that the owner's sole purpose in coming to the ruins was to torment the demon beasts living here.
Still, aside from breathing fire, snow silkworms actually tasted rather good. This owner was quite good at picking food.
"If he doesn't leave, are you planning to stay here with us forever?" 1579's voice pulled the demon beast's thoughts back to reality.
"Of course." The demon beast nodded as though it were only natural. "What if he catches me after I go out? I'll be imprisoned in a pitch-black room, surrounded by endless despair every single day..."
Before the demon beast could finish, 1579 interrupted it. "Why would he catch you?"
"Uh..." The demon beast thought seriously, then shook its head. "I don't know. But my instincts can't possibly be wrong. When I first met him,