"Su Ping, we can't afford to slack off! You're the future hope of our Dragon Nation.
"You're a pillar of the Dragon Nation, the helmsman for Breeders, a standard-bearer for the age. Just look at yourself-what have you been doing these past few days?"
Meng Yao stood beside Su Ping, earnestly trying to persuade him.
Su Ping glanced at him.
This fellow spent every last minute of his eight daily hours online in Dreamheart, and constantly asked Su Ping to have Feifei bend the rules for him so his gaming time would be unrestricted.
And now he was accusing Su Ping of slacking off?
Su Ping couldn't be bothered with him.
Clearly, all of Meng Yao's attention and energy lately had been focused on the Sea King’s Arm.
As the genuine first specimen bred, it was now bound to Meng Yao.
And if Su Ping continued researching it, Meng Yao would undoubtedly be the beneficiary.
So Su Ping paid the fellow no attention at all.
Damn it, he had worked his ass off for a whole year. There was only a week left until the New Year, and lately, he had even put Old Sha's Simulated Breeding on hold.
Couldn't he enjoy himself a little?
Was he being worked like a donkey?
Su Ping ignored him completely.
When he had gone to the Nation of Ten Thousand Islands a while ago, he had already placed some Water Element pet beasts he had found around the Dreamlike Aurora Butterfly in the inner Waterheart, and promised to study them when he had time.
What more did they want from him?
Fortunately, Meng Yao had his ways. He looked at Su Ping with a broad smile.
"Su Ping, the Sword-Washing Pool is finished. Want to take a look?"
Sure enough, that actually perked