The Dream-Eating Gecko scratched his head in confusion. "Foster Father, what do you mean by that? Why don't I understand?"
As he saw it, Lin Ke was using Soul-Hunting Mosquitoes to help the Golden Wing Sect control the Demon Race and complete its tasks. If it worked, Lin Ke would earn the sect's favor.
But if it failed, and those demons met with mishaps or died along the way, Lin Ke's Spirit Insects would have been expended for nothing.
If a Spirit Insect like that were put up for sale in the Golden Wing Sect, it would certainly be something people could not buy even if they had the money.
Was Lin Ke simply going to waste them like that?
Lin Ke shook his head. "What you see is only the surface."
"If you look at my own inputs and outputs, raising a Soul-Hunting Mosquito like this costs about as much as raising an Amethyst Longhorn Beetle or a Stinger Hawk Moth."
"It just takes a little more time and resources."
His Soul-Hunting Mosquitoes were not like the Spirit Insects raised by the sect, which required investments of all sorts of resources just to successfully raise one.
With Lin Can around, he could produce any of his Spirit Insects in batches.
As for the expenses, they amounted only to the Spirit Insects needed to replenish Lin Can's food supply, along with some Insect Gel she produced.
The quantities and time required were only a little greater than for those other Spirit Insects.
So, to him, the cost of producing Soul-Hunting Mosquitoes barely even counted as a cost.
The Dream-Eating Gecko understood, but he still said worriedly, "But Foster Father, these things aren't important to you, yet they're rare treasures to the Golden Wing Sect."
"If you weigh their value that