"Aba, aba..."
In the dead of night, inside a gloomy basement, a bizarre scene would probably have sent any ordinary person turning tail and running.
In the demolition-style basement, beneath the dim lights, ten Paper-Folding Men, each about half a meter tall, made one meaningless sound after another.
This was the space Woodheart had set aside for Undead type pet beasts.
Many ordinary Beast Tamers were quite wary of Undead type pet beasts. Unlike Forest Wolves, they were not particularly suited to being displayed upstairs for visitors, so a spacious, enormous basement compartment had been excavated beneath the existing buildings as the Undead type pet beast area.
Su Ping sat on the floor, propping up his cheek as he watched these things, somewhat speechless.
He really had no idea where to start with these things.
He was now beginning to understand some of Mu Yu's helplessness and despair in that manuscript.
"Aba, aba..."
No wonder Mu Yu had thought this bunch of things that acted like they had cerebral palsy did not deserve to be called pet beasts.
Su Ping was absolutely not saying that as an insult. It was the plain truth.
They had extreme difficulty distinguishing commands and words.
That was especially true without a Soul Contract, when commands could not be conveyed through it.
Even Little Paper Figure beside him scratched his head in confusion as he watched these "fellow creatures," who were a little bigger than him:
(｀_)ゞ
Why did these things that looked so much like me seem so dim?
Unfortunately, although Little Paper Figure Qianyi was stronger than these low-level Paper-Folding Men, he was not an existence like Old Sha.
He lacked the Wolf King's characteristic ability, and these Paper-Folding Men had none of the obedience shown toward a Wolf King.
Still, there was