Inside the space.
Ye Yuan stood in midair, staring blankly at the area of black fruits.
For a time, Ye Yuan had even wondered whether the fruits were struggling to adapt to the conditions inside the space.
Otherwise, why had the fruits, which had originally been close to ripening,
stopped growing after he transplanted them into the space?
Looking at the thumb-sized black fruits that gleamed with a dark sheen,
then at Cold Blood, who was crazily waving his crab claws behind the spatial barrier,
Ye Yuan did not even need to communicate with Cold Blood mentally
to guess that the fruits had already ripened.
If he had not used the spatial barrier earlier to stop Cold Blood,
the moment the fruits ripened, Cold Blood might have eaten them all.
With a thought, a black fruit detached from its vine and floated before Cold Blood.
The little fellow did not hesitate at all and directly swallowed the fingernail-sized fruit.
After eating one fruit, Cold Blood showed no reaction.
Instead, his craving for the fruits became even stronger.
Ye Yuan could clearly sense Cold Blood's ingratiating feelings toward him.
It was like a child seeing a beloved piece of candy and asking an adult for it.
Looking at the densely packed fruits on the vine, of which there were several hundred,
Ye Yuan naturally would not be stingy enough to give Cold Blood only one.
After all, for now, Cold Blood was his most capable pet, without question.
Even compared to the Dragon King Whale, whose combat power was off the charts,
Ye Yuan preferred using Cold Blood.
This was not to say that Cold Blood was necessarily stronger than the Dragon King Whale.
Rather, the Dragon King Whale's enormous body made it extremely inconvenient for Ye Yuan to use.
Moreover,