Chapter 138 — The Skill Point Plan
The Beast-Taming Craftsman · Page 2 of 5
"This flight is about to arrive at Icefield Airport..."
A moment later.
In the arrivals hall, a crowd came pouring out.
Shi Jin and Sister Xiong Qi had barely stepped through when Lin Yun's figure appeared.
He looked at the two of them with a grin, then bundled them into his car.
One was his own daughter, the other a junior closer to him than a best friend's child—of course he had to come fetch them himself.
"Uncle Lin, how are things over at the breeding base?"
Once in the car, Shi Tang spoke up, dying to know what impact the announcement of the Iron-Eater's evolved form and his first-place finish in the Ancient Capital assessment had had on the Iron-Eater breeding base!
After all, he held shares in it now!
"Overnight, we got several hundred preorder calls," Lin Yun said with some feeling as he drove.
His daughter's dowry had grown again.
Shi Shuo was stunned. That crazy?
Still, the crazier the buying, the harder the after-sales service would likely be down the line.
Shi Jin was already picturing it: a whole crowd of people excitedly bringing Iron-Eaters home, only for the creatures to do nothing but eat and sleep.
"Uncle Lin, the promotion and the descriptions have to be honest."
"I know," Lin Yu said, exasperated.
How could he not know?
These past two days, a whole pack of master-level beast tamers had contacted him. To make them understand that the Iron-Eater wasn't so perfect, he'd nearly turned himself into the Iron-Eater's number one anti-fan.
And yet—did it do any good?
He'd listed every flaw the Iron-Eater had, even invented a few out of thin air, and none of it could blunt the buyers' enthusiasm.
Who was he supposed to take his grievance to?
Maybe it was simply that the Iron-Eater had been overlooked for so long that it deserved its moment in the sun.
Sister Xiong Qi shook her head helplessly and said, "Speaking of which..."
She looked at Shi Jin. "When are you planning to let Eleven evolve?"
"Didn't you say before that the prize money for discovering the Iron-Eater's evolved form was about enough to cover the cost of evolution materials?"
Lin Yun, in the driver's seat, drew a deep breath.
If Lin Zhuo hadn't brought it up, fine—but now that he had, a wordless sorrow welled up in him.
He'd spent most of his life breeding Iron-Eaters, and it had taken them that long to master godlike-grade hardening. Shi Tan? Half a year?
And Shi Jin was only eighteen, already worth over a hundred million, about to own an Iron-Eater of a monarch-tier race—what a dream of an opening.
Truly worthy of a genius of the Bureau of Eleven!
By now, Lin Yun had long since learned the true identities and relationship of Shi Jin and Lu Heng.
Feng Ying, Director Li, and the others all knew; there was no reason for Shi Jin to keep it from Lin Yun.
The Pingcheng ruins, Lu Heng's appearance, Shi Jin's rise—every last piece of it could be strung together now.
That was what moved Lin Yun most: comparison is the thief of joy. Perhaps, as a member of the Bureau of Eleven, Shi Jin really could lead the Iron-Eater farther—even beyond the borders, to let the beast tamers of the other six nations feel the strength of Donghuang's signature spirit beasts!
This was the greatest dream of his life.
"No rush."
"I'm not ready yet," Shi Shuo said with a smile.
For one thing, hardening wasn't maxed out yet.
His beast-taming level needed raising, too.
And he still hadn't decided on the style of the evolution equipment.
For instance—arm just the claws, or go with arm guards?
Or maybe, like the Blastoise next door, mount two cannon barrels on the shoulders for firing long-range electromagnetic cannons later?
He even had to consider whether wings or a shield were needed—heaven knew how many bizarre designs Shi Jin, Eleven, and Buggy had brainstormed together.
Which was exactly why, to this day, they still hadn't settled on the look of the evolution equipment.