Chapter 482 - Hall of Heroic Spirits, #18’s Rise! (Part 2)
After figuring out the anomaly on Lu Ran’s side, the Divine Deer and Squirrel God left the ruin space.
Once they were gone, Lu Ran grew even more enthusiastic. Though #18 was now exhausted and draped over a tree, and the Tree Monarch’s heroic spirit had dissipated, he was undeterred.
“Well done. Excellent work. Judging by the energy fluctuations earlier, she’s definitely among the top-tier Overlord species at the same level. #18, keep refining the Hall of Heroic Spirits. Ideally, the Tree Monarch should regain her self-awareness. That way, her combat power will be even stronger. If her strength meets the standard, I’ll let you participate in the World War, too.”
The spectacle of my familiar summoning a beastmaster in a match, who then summons their own familiar...
Lu Ran was already looking forward to his opponents’ bewildered expressions.
“Understood!” #18 replied excitedly from the tree.
“Hey, hey, hey!”
The only one not thrilled was Manager Ying, who was exasperated. It had a feeling that it would ultimately come down to squeezing it for more blood.
Manager Ying’s fur bristled as it stood up for #18. “Lu Ran, can’t you show some concern for #18? Look how exhausted and thin it’s become! Research tasks one after another. Even capitalists aren’t this exploitative. Look how much you’ve squeezed out of it.”
Lu Ran scoffed. “Do you think Captain Doofus and the others got to their current strength by playing house with their kin? If I’d been that lax, I might not even have made it past Pluto, let alone survived those mutated beasts.”
The Broken Horn of the Divine Deer only worked if the familiars were injured. If given to a beastmaster who panicked at every scratch, its value would be wasted.
“If you don’t push yourself, if you’re not ruthless with your own growth, how can you break through your limits? I’ve been very kind to #18. At least it didn’t lose any teeth, scales, or eyes like Captain Doofus, Sudden Death King, or Dark Crow. Right, #18?”