"Don't worry, there'll be plenty for you."
Seeing the Primal Magnetism Mystic Turtle proactively asking for food, Chen Changming could not help but laugh. Then, in one go, he tossed all three hundred thousand mid-grade fifth-tier Flesh Pills from his Storage Ring into the Beast Taming Bracelet.
"Wow, Master, so many Flesh Pills!"
The Primal Magnetism Mystic Turtle was stunned by the mountain-like pile of Flesh Pills before it. Its movements became nimble as well, and with a whoosh, it flew onto the pile.
"Mine... they're all mine... mmmph..." The Primal Magnetism Mystic Turtle shouted in delight as it opened its mouth and wolfed them down in huge bites.
"Careful. Don't eat yourself to death."
Seeing the Primal Magnetism Mystic Turtle looking like a starving ghost reborn, Chen Changming hurriedly reminded it.
In just a few short breaths, he estimated that the Primal Magnetism Mystic Turtle had already eaten dozens of Flesh Pills.
He was genuinely worried that the little fellow would burst itself to death.
"I'm so stuffed, I can't go on..."
The Primal Magnetism Mystic Turtle suddenly rolled over, closed its eyes, and promptly fell fast asleep.
"What a glutton. Good thing I don't need you to fight for now."
Chen Changming did not know whether to laugh or cry at the sight.
It seemed that when the Primal Magnetism Mystic Turtle had previously said it ate ten Flesh Pills a day, it had been holding back.
Eating ten only meant that it would not fall asleep.
Once it ate too much, its belly would become overstuffed, and it would fall into a dormant state.
"Alright, with three hundred thousand Flesh Pills placed inside the Beast Taming Bracelet, I won't have to worry about this little fellow for quite some time. I just need to wait for it