In the morning, Lu Yao took Halo and the little mutt out for a walk.
Halo did not mind being leashed, so the little mutt could not be an exception. It was just that it was small and round, and moved so slowly that it looked as if Lu Yao was dragging it through the neighborhood for public humiliation, or else it kept falling all the way down the stairs.
The residents of the community could not help speaking up for it.
"It's still little. Let it run by itself."
"Poor doggy."
Lu Yao, however, said, "It's fine. Tough little thing."
The little mutt itself had no complaints, its tail wagging merrily.
Training dogs was something that had to start young.
After strolling around for an hour, Lu Yao returned home and began a busy day of work as a God.
He gnawed on sliced bread with yogurt while focusing his attention on the Sea of Breathing Soil.
The wide range of applications and enormous potential the Polycystic Complex had displayed tempted him greatly.
Unfortunately, this thing could only be produced by a Calamity Ground. If the Pocket Universe was regarded as a great tree, then the Calamity Ground was a vine growing on it. It would coil into other trees, and the Polycystic Complex was the fruit that grew on the vine.
The Calamity Ground naturally generated capsules very slowly. For now, he could only wait.
Since the quantity was hard to increase, he could only make the best use of what he had.
Lu Yao currently controlled three polycysts.
One was on the Silver Plain, used to cast [Electric Art], and served as the pillar of the Electric Furnace industry. One was over at the Magnetic Sea, acting as a shipping freighter to ensure that enough Magnetic Material