The next day, Tuesday morning.
He Xi brought Bruce to the academy's magical pet breeding grounds once again.
By the pond not far away, Bruno sat on a low stool, holding a handful of shriveled dried insects as he fed the juvenile giant frog sprawled in the mud before him.
He had actually given up on this damned research project long ago.
That canine creature called Bruce had most likely received some incomprehensible blessing of nature, or possessed some strange bloodline.
After all, the gap between people could be greater than that between a dragon and a Goblin, let alone between dogs.
Back then, after searching in vain for a breakthrough, he had suddenly witnessed that astonishing sight and, in a moment of madness, written down that absurd research topic.
As for why he had agreed to this freshman's request today...
Was he supposed to just stand by and watch these things get delivered to a Magic City Weekly reporter's desk?
This brat said that if he sorted out this stupid frog, I'd have to make good on the information about the Mutagenic Spores...
Bruno watched the man and dog approaching with cold eyes, sneering inwardly. Heh. Who knew where his confidence came from. Even I can't awaken the wisdom of such a lowly creature—what could a freshman like you possibly do?
"Good morning, Mentor." He Xi walked to the pond and greeted him.
He lowered his head and glanced at a report Bruno had placed on the stool beside him.
The bold words on the cover were exceptionally eye-catching—<On the Similarity of Name Syllables Across Speci...>
He Xi's expression instantly turned a little strange.
He had guessed that the old man had definitely done something unreliable, but he hadn't expected the project's title to be this outrageously absurd.
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