"What the hell are you doing? Why did you bring Troy onto the battlefield?!
You evil Black Crocodile Forces! If his mom finds out, you're dead!"
After Li Qinwu's scolding, Bruce Crocodile looked rather sheepish. He gestured to Li Qinwu:
Relax, the kitten is staying in the Beast God Space, an innate ability my dad gave me.
It's a space independent of the real world. Even if I die, the kitten will be fine.
Only after hearing this did Li Qinwu's tense expression ease a little.
He remembered that Bruce Crocodile had died plenty of times, yet he could still open his mouth whenever he wanted and spit whatever items he needed out of his belly. He never dropped his items upon death.
The Beast God Space was essentially a safe. Troy was completely secure inside it.
But then Li Qinwu grew puzzled.
"Why would Troy crawl into your belly? Couldn't he just stay put?"
Bruce Crocodile gestured:
Maintaining the Beast God Space requires drawing psychic power from my dad. The concentration of psychic power inside is more than three times that of the real world, and my dad filters it first, so it's extremely pure.
The kitten has a semi-psychic constitution. Staying in Realspace is like being up on a plateau where he can't breathe properly. Drawing your psychic power through his tail is like breathing supplemental oxygen.
Being inside my belly is like being in an oxygen-rich region. He feels very comfortable there.
Then Bruce Crocodile looked a little embarrassed:
The kitten was already in my belly before we set out. I was busy sleeping and forgot.
Li Qinwu sighed, at a loss for words.
Since Troy was already on the battlefield, and the situation at the front was so urgent, they could only have him help.
But