Taming Beasts To Survive: I Can See The Prompts Chapter 62
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The Pangolin was clearly tempted, its small eyes glowing.
By following this guy, he could level up and evolve without being bullied.
Where could he find such a good thing?
"Then you promise."
"Okay, I promise. I'll definitely bring you a good meal and make you stronger." Mcgee's face was serious.
Seeing this, the Little Spirit Fox took back the fireball.
Seeing the Pangolin drill out of the hole and walk out from under the workbench with a submissive look, Mcgee sighed in his heart.
"Sure enough, recruiting people and buying horses all depends on a mouth."
Then he quickly took out a short blade with beast patterns from the inventory, cut his finger, and the Pangolin recognized it as his master with blood.
"System notification: You have obtained a silver-quality beast -- Earth Mine Pangolin."
Very good, the tamed beast team had expanded again.
He looked at the ability of the Pangolin and noticed that it was pitifully only 21.
Obviously, the Pangolin still did not trust him at the moment.
This could not be rushed, so he could only think of ways to improve in the future.
Regarding this, Mcgee was full of confidence.
"Pangolin, let me ask you, what have you been doing these days?"
Mcgee's tone was gentle, like a big brother.
"Master..."
After a long narration, Mcgee understood.
It turned out that the Pangolin was the white man's first tamed beast.
However, the man did not know the quality of the Pangolin. Seeing that it did not have much fighting ability, he thought it was a weak chicken and only used it as a tool to search for underground materials.
The Pangolin, who was born to be a child laborer, was pitiful. However, it still relied on drinking underground water and eating soil bugs to reach level 3 barely.
As for the white man's series of high explosives, blueprints were opened by the Pangolin from a treasure chest that it had stolen from a monster's cave. The explosive materials were also collected by it.
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Relying on the high explosives, the white man resisted the monster's attack and protected his home. He even used explosives to make a few trades in the system.
"I see... let bygones be bygones."
Mcgee casually comforted him.
Actually, he still had one more thing he wanted to ask about the Pangolin's small treasury.
However, he was afraid that he would have to wait until the Pangolin's loyalty was high before he could ask about it.
Of course, he was only curious and did not intend to confiscate it.
In his opinion, the small treasury was the Pangolin's personal property before it joined the gang.
Knowing the law, he naturally knew the inviolable right of personal property.
In addition, after experiencing these days, Mcgee understood more and more.
As a Beast Master, the greatest wealth was the amount of tamed beasts.
Treating them well was actually treating himself well.
...
After they returned home, Mcgee began to look at today's harvest. Other than the rotten lizard meat that was lost, there were:
[Black iron treasure chest *10, bronze treasure chest *5, silver treasure chest *1]
[Beast taming skill effect increased by 10%]
[Home range increased by 20%]
[Giant lizard skin *10]
[Innate skill: High-temperature resistance]
[Life crystal core *6, smelting flame seed *10, fire crystal core *10, intermediate fire crystal core *2]
[Limited silver treasure chest *1]
[Silver-quality tamed beast: Earth Mine Pangolin]
Seeing so many rewards, Mcgee waved his hand with a smile and took out all the treasure chests from his inventory.
Perhaps no player had obtained so many treasure chests all at once.
If he took a photo of it and sent it to the chatbox, it would definitely cause a commotion.
However, this did not suit his style. If there were no benefits, it was better to keep a low profile.
This was the first time he had obtained a black iron treasure chest.
Although he knew that nothing good would come out of the black iron treasure chest, he still looked over with anticipation.
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[Black iron treasure chest: The lowest level treasure there is. There might be nothing inside, it might be a surprise, or it might be a shock.]
Then, he saw a hidden notification.
[Black iron treasure chest: It's empty inside.]
[Black iron treasure chest: A broken wild wolf tooth.]
[Black iron treasure chest: A bloody eye.]
...
After reading all of them, Mcgee was quite speechless.
Among the ten black iron treasure chests, four of them were empty, and four of them were filled with trash, such as broken teeth and bloody eyes.
Fortunately, the remaining two were practical items, so he opened those.
[System notification: You have obtained a wooden comb.]
[System notification: You have obtained a full-body mirror.]
With these two items, he would not make a loss.
Suddenly, Mcgee's heart moved, and he curled his lips into a strange smile.
There were eight unopened black iron treasure chests, so why not keep them for now.
Perhaps they would be useful in the future.
Disgusting people, making traps, and even trading them were all useful.
Then, he looked at the five bronze treasure chests that could drop items. He was too lazy to look at them and opened them all.
[Open the bronze treasure chest.]
[System notification: You have obtained refined iron * 100.]
[System notification: You have obtained bronze * 30.]
[System notification: You have obtained silver * 1.]
[System notification: You have obtained stone * 300.]
[System notification: You have obtained magma * 5.]
[Magma: From underground magma, it is a fluid with a terrifyingly high temperature.]
Damn, it can even produce magma.
Should I take a bath or a sauna?
...
Mcgee took a deep breath and looked at the silver treasure chest.
[Silver treasure chest: Small oven blueprint]
[Small oven blueprint: Gather the following materials to make a small oven, fire crystal core * 3, iron block * 2, thunder crystal core * 1, porcelain earth * 8, hot fluid * 1.]
Lava was hot fluid!
The heavens were really helping Mcgee.
...
Finally, there was only one treasure chest left.
[Limited edition silver treasure chest: A treasure chest that can only drop after killing a special boss.]
"Open!"
"System notification: You have obtained a pool of fire spirit spring."
[Fire spirit spring: A small pool of hot spring from the underground, containing dense fire-type energy.]
Was the game asking Mcgee to soak in a hot spring in the middle of summer?
...
After opening all the treasure chests, Mcgee let out a long breath.
For some reason, he felt that the items that were opened this time were a little strange.
Whether it was lava, oven blueprints, or hot springs, they all had one thing in common: To keep warm from the cold.
Then he thought about it again. These treasure chests were all obtained from killing the boss in summer, the Molten Lizard, so it was not surprising that the items they obtained had a common attribute.
"Who cares? I'll use them eventually." Mcgee shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
Suddenly, a few messages appeared on the system interface.
"System reward: As a surviving Beast Master, you have received the first season settlement reward of 100 copper coins."
"System notification: Because you obtained the first point in the first season, you will receive an additional system reward."
"Additional system reward: You have received the 'Cultivator title upgrade mission'."
[Remark: After completing the mission, you will become a lvl 2 cultivator.]
[Lvl 2 cultivator: Obtain the favor of the Earth, soil fertility + 20%, weather conditions + 20%, crop adaptability + 20%, crop yield + 20%.]
...
Mcgee did not think much about the title mission. Instead, he stared at the 100 copper coins in his inventory in a daze.
Copper coins!?
Mcgee suddenly remembered that the system would establish a monetary system for this upgrade and maintenance.
Were copper coins the official currency?
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