Back in the dorm, Lu Ran had just hung up after a call with Fang Lan. In fact, Fang Lan had always been interested in the dragon-type. She had discussed her idea with Lu Ran before: she wanted to evolve a venomous dragon too.
However, after learning more, her thinking had changed. Now, Fang Lan wanted nothing but the ultimate poison.
She did not want to waste a "trait slot" on having a venomous snake fuse with a dragon-type trait to become a dragon.
After all, the Dragon Clan offered no particular boost to poison. Instead, she wanted to keep stacking different "poison-type traits" to make her pet beast's poison stronger. As for the venomous dragon she wanted, she would naturally wait until she could contract a poison-type Dragon Clan directly.
Once Lu Ran developed a stable dragon-type evolution route, and dragon pets came in all sorts of attributes, "poison-type baby dragons" would naturally be born.
That way, she could skip the foundational work of developing its species and continue strengthening its poison on an existing dragon-type foundation.
Lu Ran, at any rate, felt that Fang Lan was becoming more and more outrageous. She took her identity as a poison-type Beast Tamer far too purely, refusing to mix in the slightest impurity on her path of beast breeding.
It looked like the future title of the world's greatest poison-type master would belong to her alone. She really refused to take a single detour. Soon, Lu Ran finished packing, but just as he was about to leave, he saw Manager Ying return with a yawn.
"Why are you back again?"
Seeing how sleepy Manager Ying looked, Lu Ran thought the cat had failed to find Principal Shi Zhen and had come back for a nap. "Here."
But the next moment, Lu