"So, this Lone Wolf Lisbon found a Mushroom Bug, and after you wiped him out, the Mushroom Bug fell into your hands?"
In Fluorite Castle's spacious study, Baron Roman held a glass of red wine and looked at Russell in surprise. "A Birch Worm and Blood Fang Fungus... In such a short time, you've acquired two Spirit Worms. Including the one your sister gave you, you have six bugs?"
To be precise, there should have been seven bugs. The Sword Butterfly Amber Bug counted as one too.
Of course, Russell had no intention of revealing the Sword Butterfly Amber Bug's existence. Something so exceedingly rare could easily expose his secret—after all, in less than two months, he had encountered far too many extraordinary opportunities. Dragon's Gaze alone could not explain it.
"Yes, Father. Including the Mushroom Bug my sister gave me, I already have six bugs."
Two Fluorite Mushroom Bugs, one Blood Fang Fungus Mushroom Bug, one Monochoria Spirit Worm, one Dill Spirit Worm, and one Birch Spirit Worm.
"Dragon's Gaze... It seems sending you to live at the manor was the right choice." Baron Roman sighed, though he did not dwell on it too much.
After all, the Spirit Worms had fallen into his son's hands, not someone else's.
But he soon shook his head. "Sorry, Russell, but I've never heard of a Mushroom Bug called Blood Fang Fungus. Based on your description, Blood Fang Fungus may be a newly discovered mushroom, so you'll have to figure out how to cultivate it yourself."
There were simply too many varieties of mushrooms—more than a hundred thousand, perhaps even millions. Of the mushrooms humanity had seen, only a tiny fraction had ever produced Mushroom Bugs.
"All right." Russell nodded.
"Has there been any progress on the Reading Glasses you're making for