After Gu Chen and Leng Yaozhu talked for a while longer, the beast milk he needed arrived, and he fed it to the little one right away.
Thankfully, nothing went wrong during the process.
The little dragon was very well-behaved in his arms.
He could pat its head, stroke its tail, and touch its little claws, just like the newly born Bruce.
There was no issue like a poor appetite either. After drinking the beast milk and receiving nourishment, the little dragon's body visibly grew.
It had originally only been as long as his forearm, weighing roughly as much as a large watermelon. But now, it had already grown far beyond that. Its growth rate was simply too fast.
It probably would not eat a small amount.
Still, that did not matter. He had already spent thirty billion. Why would he care about this little bit of money?
"I'm actually raising a dragon now. It really feels like a dream.
"But you little thing are seriously expensive. You're a pure money-devouring beast. Even a Pixiu probably couldn't eat as much as you. Three hundred billion for an egg, and what came out was a hatchling that needs long-term care.
"Food and everything else in the future probably won't come cheap either."
Just thinking about the future expenses made him feel as if his prospects were pitch-black.
Especially when he had previously gone to borrow money from his bargain-bin master. He could still feel that astonished, disbelieving look.
How much did you want?
Ten billion???
A vice tower master with the potential to become a Limit Douluo was naturally worth more than thirty billion.
But again, who would wander around carrying ten billion Federal Coin for no reason?
Assets had to be liquidated.
Even for people from the Spirit Pagoda, producing