At the research base, Ji Junge followed Mu Chen to prepare for the initial acceptance of the research team's work progress. It has been more than a month since they delivered the battle beast data to them.

"What's wrong?" Mu Chen stopped and turned around, with a trace of doubt on his stern face.

Ji Junge was looking at a place, and it was this action that caused him not to keep up with Mu Chen.

"Maybe it's an illusion." Ji Junge withdrew his gaze, trotted to Mu Chen's side, and said, "I always felt that there was someone I knew before, but when I thought about it carefully, I had never seen this person before."

Mu Chen didn't let go of this detail. If Ji Junge felt that there was something wrong, it must be his subconscious mind reminding him, asking, "What is written on his work card?"

Ji Junge was stunned for a moment, then seriously recalled it, and came up with an answer that surprised him, "I forgot."

Forgetting this fact made Ji Junge realize what happened to him.

He has a clear understanding of the next "Welcome the leaders to come and guide the work". The research results and even breakthroughs of the research institute are likely to be completed under the leadership of the mysterious person.

"It's okay." Ji Junge showed a smile that reassured Mu Chen.

Mu Chen nodded without asking further questions.

"To put it simply, we have optimized the genetic sequence of the combat beast. Through the matching of the bloodline talent, the combat beast can be hatched into mutant individuals that are most suitable for combat personnel." The researcher explained the part he was responsible for in an orderly manner, "According to our preliminary calculations, In this mode, after soldiers are assisted by fighting beasts, their combat effectiveness can be increased by 50%."

"I have a question." Ji Junge said, "Battle beasts have mutated and evolved to meet the needs of soldiers, from independently launched war weapons to tools for assisting soldiers. Does the particularity of battle beasts affect the collective operations of soldiers. "

"This doesn't affect it." The researcher said, "In a broad sense, soldiers have general-purpose combat beasts ranging from Form [-] to Form [-]. Only the ranks above the captain can awaken non-common combat beasts. For example, Lord Mu Chen is very likely to awaken My only fighting beast."

As he said, he flattered Mu Chen a little. Now Mu Chen's status is not what it used to be, and he is no longer the son who will be bullied.

Mu Chen didn't take it seriously, and asked, "Is it just a drop of blood?"

"It is still necessary to inject enough structural resources into the petri dish. If Mr. Mu Chen wants to try cultivating it, the research institute is fully equipped to start it." The researcher said.

Half an hour later, Mu Chen looked at the black dragon wrapped around his body, showing a little helplessness. The battle beast that burst out of the petri dish seemed to regard her, the person who stimulated the blood, as its mother.

The newborn little black dragon has already shown its majesty as a top predator, with scales on its body, sharp teeth in its mouth, and icy eyes. It sneezed, and at the same time spit out three breaths, burning, freezing and toxin.

"There are two special organs on its body, one can control its own gravity to float and fly, it is located near the heart, and the other is a gland that can produce three different effects of burning, freezing and toxin, located near the stomach." The researcher said. Seriously explained the unscientific creature of the dragon with science.

Ji Junge looked at the black dragon silently, what else could he say - he was born with the special code of the black dragon, krypton explosion, battle beast and so on, he also wants it!

But half an hour later, Ji Junge stared blankly at the white, soft, hand-feeling, top-notch, and very cute thing. If he read correctly, this thing is...

"It's slime." Mu Chen said.

"...No," Ji Junge said with a serious face, "This is not a slime."

"Oh," Mu Chen said, "it's a white slime."

"I recognize this kind of fighting beast," Ji Junge said, "It's called Boqiu."

"I'd have forgotten it if you didn't remind me," Mu Chen said, "It's really similar to the cheese ball we had in the morning."

Ji Junge:?

Ji Junge pinched the cute white thing that was read as Poball's writing slime, and its face suddenly showed an expression like a kaomoji, it seemed to be in pain, and it was soft into a puddle, but it condensed and did not disperse, and it rubbed against him flatteringly, Doesn't look very smart.

He looked at Mu Chen's little black dragon, and then at the large cheese ball in his hand, which seemed to be only cute, and felt that he must be at home—maybe this is the difference between official trustees and real players.

Ji Junge comforted himself that the battle beast was used to increase the combat effectiveness of the army, he was a healer, and it would not be a problem to raise a dog ball.

Under this kind of self-suggestion, he quickly accepted the fact that he had an extra pistol, and was mentally prepared to take it on the battlefield.

White **ball:? ? ?

……

"Xiao Hei, attack."

On the shooting range, Mu Chen ordered that after a week of running-in and pouring in resources, the size of the little black dragon doubled, and it was just beginning to show its glory.

It opened its mouth, and the pillar of flame ten times larger than when it was born plowed a ditch on the ground, and the dust was flying up. Obviously, it was more suitable for fighting against the army than fighting against people.

There is no battle beast that is more suitable for Mu Chen as a commander than the black dragon. Wherever the breath of the dragon goes, it is invincible.

Ji Junge glanced at the little black dragon, and then at the lazily naked ball in his arms. Like the little black dragon, it had grown in size, but unlike the little black dragon where every kilogram of its weight grew in muscles, it seemed to grow into It lost fat and became softer and easier to knead, "You should be more aggressive."

That's the case, but Ji Junge didn't have any hope at all. His appearance seemed to hit the ball, it struggled hard, rolled to the ground and bounced.

Under Ji Junge's amazed gaze, the ****ball swelled to thirty times its original size, and its mouth was as big as its body, and it swallowed a lot of things in one go.

But before Ji Junge could say the words that the ball is awesome, it wilted again, spit out everything it had swallowed just now.

"...Did you lick them once?" Ji Junge was speechless.

**The ball slumped weakly on the ground, indicating that he was tired and consumed a lot of energy.

Ji Junge: "What can I do, eat No.1."

**Ball: qwq

Although Ji Junge complained about the ball indifferently, he quickly picked it up from the ground and took it to eat to replenish its strength.

Mu Chen looked thoughtfully at the thing that was swallowed by the gunball just now, and with the momentum just now, the gunball didn't look weaker than the little black dragon.

The subordinate next to him asked, "Should I replace these things now?"

"Check it out." Mu Chen waved his hand.

After being scanned by high-tech instruments, the things swallowed by the ball were licked and became very clean just like what Ji Junge said just now.

The subordinates are still respectful on the surface, but in fact they have begun to disapprove of Ji Junge and his **ball.

Mu Chen seemed to think of a reasonable explanation, and didn't say much, "Well, let's deal with these things."

In the restaurant, **ball seems to be making up for some shortfall, eating more than usual.

Ji Junge looked at the way it was eating, even if he was rich, he also felt that his wallet was ripped open.

"Restrain yourself," Ji Junge said.

** The ball was a little wronged, Ji Junge made it behave a bit more powerfully, but its attacking move was to devour the living body, it devoured it once and didn't eat anything, so it died.

"You guy, you eat so much, but your weight hasn't changed." Ji Junge complained, but then he thought, "Your ability to decompose food is so powerful, if you go to the battlefield, can you be a scavenger to clean up the battlefield? I won’t worry about the occurrence of the plague, and I will do my job as a doctor.”

**ball:? ? ?

**Ball: I'm so strong, you let me clean up!

** Qiuqiu got angry, and on the way back, they rode together on top of Ji Junge's head, pressing down on his head and refusing to get off.

Ji Junge thinks this new hat is not bad, but fortunately his ball is not green like other slimes, otherwise it would be very strange.

Two months passed and war broke out.

Ji Junge was conscripted into the army as a senior therapist. When he arrived at the reporting place, a group of people had already arrived and were chatting, and they were talking about him.

"Ji Junge's battle beast, as we all know, is a white slime. What the battle beast will become is closely related to him."

"White means he's a jerk, slime is soft means he's a jerk."

The person who said this found a familiar-looking person standing aside amidst the laughter of the crowd, watching them quietly, holding a very cute white slime in his hand.

After this person discovered Ji Junge, other people soon turned their attention to him.

"I am Ji Junge."

"Excuse me." The man turned pale with shock and said in a panic, "Sit over here."

……

As the director said the card, Ye Wen broke away from the state of being in the play.

He rubbed his face, and felt that the recent shooting task was a bit difficult, whether it was the little black dragon or the ball, it needed to be synthesized in post-production.

Xie Li is better, she usually commands the little black dragon to fight, and does not need physical interaction.

It's difficult for him. In the early and mid-term of the football game, besides being cute, it was cute. Xiaoduorou volunteered that it could play the role of a football player, but it couldn't be a football player no matter how you looked at it.

So Ye Wen hugged a pillow of a chicken ball, pretending that it was a live chicken ball.

"Why does this kind of thing exist?" Ye Wen sighed.

Shen Ling said solemnly, "Battle beasts are an important part of the mobile game's combat power system. One shot is ten consecutive rounds, the bottom line is guaranteed, and you can sign in for seven days in a row to send cute animals ** balls or handsome little black dragons. Besides, they can also be made into exquisite peripherals. For sales, you can pair it with a ball, whether it’s a pillow or a figure, girls are easy to pay for it, and Xie Lie is paired with a little black dragon, the combination of a beauty and a dragon, and most boys will not refuse to pay for it.”

Marven Ye gave a thumbs up, "As expected of you."

"Of course." Shen Ling flipped his hair handsomely, "I am an author who has successfully commercialized."

Ye Wen always felt that, with Shen Ling's business genius mind, if she and Fu Ziming met together, the two geniuses would double the critical strike.

But out of consideration for the wallets of fans and viewers, he thinks it is better for these two people not to meet each other.

Ye Wen: The reason is that Fu Ziming is a scumbag.

Fu Ziming:? ? ?

The author has something to say: After finishing the last chapter and releasing the update, I was about to close my laptop and go to sleep, but found that the laptop could not be closed and broke...

The specific reason is that the screws inside the notebook shaft were too tight and collapsed during use, and the A shell was separated from the B shell. After the warranty period, I randomly found a computer shop on the map and sent it for repair. As a result, my model The case A is out of stock, so I need to place an order from Taobao, and it took several days to repair it.

I'm going to prepare for an exam recently, and I'm memorizing the questions...

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ps: Poball is another name for slime in a niche game

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