After a brief interaction, Jia Xiu came to terms with reality.
This Mimic definitely had some kind of unusual fetish.
After taking a moment to digest this outrageous fact, Jia Xiu accepted it.
The world was vast. What was wrong with a Mimic that was a little masochistic? As long as it could still store things, that was all that mattered.
Given how it acted, it was closer to a living creature than an object. It was no longer sitting perfectly still and pretending to be a chest like it had yesterday.
So Jia Xiu decided to give it a name.
"From now on, your name is Da Huang."
Jia Xiu thought the name suited it perfectly. Da Huang's chest was earth-yellow, and it had a distinctly doglike vibe.
He found Da Huang a little creepy, but Bubu liked it a lot.
The two quickly hit it off.
Da Huang became Bubu's mount, making up for the fact that Bubu, as a knight's squire, didn't have one.
Although his master, the bona fide Knight Jia Xiu, didn't have a mount either.
"Boss, can I take Da Huang to work?"
"What do you want to take it to work for?"
"It can help me carry the dragon feed."
After taking on the task of caring for the Sub-Dragons, Bubu had to collect their daily food every morning.
That included dozens of pounds of bone-in meat, offal, an equal amount of vegetables, and quite a bit of the cheapest coarse grain.
Sub-Dragons ate almost anything.
Even though they used the cheapest food they could buy, keeping up this balanced diet every day was still a considerable expense.
And it was heavy.
Before, Bubu had to activate more than ten Mage's Hands and trot all the way back with the food.
Now it