[Dumbo]
[Breed: Mutated Sichuan Wolfdog]
[Ability: Fire-type, Water-type, Metal-type]
[Rank: Rank-Five Pinnacle]
Dumbo's data appeared before Jiang He's eyes then.
"Metal-type? Did it gain another power? "
Jiang He was rather surprised. Dumbo had awakened fire-type powers on its own, before eating the grave grass of the Sky Demon Cult's B-class water-type Awakened and awakened water-type powers.
And now, after planting it once, it had awakened a third power.
Dumbo's ability had risen from rank-four to rank-five pinnacle as well, although it was not too much of an exaggeration since everything was within Jiang He's expectations.
Still, this breed was a little interesting.
Reasonably speaking, all Feral evolutions were considered mutations, although such mutations were within the realm of normal. Still, certain mutations were different, such as Trumbo, which had three tails, which was a special mutation.
There was also the rank-eight Feral horned boar that Pain Star controlled.
Boar …
Growing a horn, wasn't that a mutation?
The legendary King of Ferals, the Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor, must be a special mutated species as well.
"But …"
Jiang He circled Dumbo, one hand folded over his chest and the other propping up his chin as he mused, "Dumbo is still the same Dumbo from before. I don't feel any other changes aside from its fur being a little brighter. How could it have mutated?"
When Jiang He circled behind Dumbo, Dumbo, who was standing on its hind legs, instinctively tightened its anus!
Clamping its legs and using its front paws to protect its buttocks, Trumbo's big black eyes were filled with confusion … Why did it feel like Brother Dog was so nervous just now?
Jiang He was left speechless, and had the urge to f * ck the dog.
What did this dog mean?
Kicking Dumbo's buttocks, Jiang He barked, "Dog! What kind of person do you take me, Jiang He?"
Yip!
Dumbo flew over a dozen meters away and rolled on the ground, its grudgeful eyes doubting its life as a dog.
On the other hand, Trumbo's eyes were twinkling.
Brother Dog …
How smart.
It had guessed that its master was going to kick it, but … how did Gouzi know that its master was going to kick its butt?
Jiang He walked up to him, and Dumbo, who was sprawled on the ground in despair, promptly clutched its head with its paws, crying, "Awoo … stop hitting me, stop hitting me! Master, stop hitting me, or I'll die!"
"…"
Jiang He shuddered, the look on his face stiffening.
On the other hand, Dumbo kept begging for mercy. It was speaking fluent Xibei dialect, and if one listened carefully, there was a hint of Sichuan accent to it.
"It's a Sichuan wolfdog, and it grew up in the northwest, so it makes sense that it has a Sichuan accent … Wait, why the f * ck am I thinking about these things? The point is … this bastard can actually speak?"
Jiang He was a little surprised.
Although he had suspected that Dumbo had a high IQ and could speak human language one day, he did not expect it to come so soon.
Only Rank-7 Vicious Beasts could communicate telepathically.
On the other hand, only Feral Kings above rank-nine could speak … and Dumbo was only rank-five pinnacle, and yet it could already speak?
Composing himself, Jiang He asked, "How did you learn how to speak?"
"Awoo … Master, I don't know. I just wanted to take a nap, and I could speak after that."
Jiang He understood with a start.
Well …
Needless to say, it must be the Mysterious Soil's contribution.
As for taking a nap?
Jiang He smiled. "You didn't take a nap, but someone cut you down with a single slash. It took me a lot of effort to revive you, and by the way, do you have any special powers now?"
"Special powers?"
Dumbo cocked its head in thought, before saying, "Awoo … Master, I'll show you a magic trick. Watch me …"
It stuck its head out.
And then …
Woof!
It abruptly opened its mouth and barked, and in the next split second, Dumbo's body began to expand. Crunching sounds could be heard from its neck, and soon, its neck split apart, with two more dog heads growing out.
Jiang He was taken aback.
What the hell was going on?
Transforming at the drop of a hat? And three heads at that …
A term instantly appeared in Jiang He's mind: Cerberus.
Legend has it that the Cerberus of Hell was a demon that guarded the Netherworld. It had three dog heads, each with a bloody mouth full of fangs, a snake's tail, and the fur on its body was coiled with poisonous snakes. Its body was also burning with Netherworld Flames, and everywhere it passed, not even a blade of grass would grow. It was extremely terrifying.
And yet, Dumbo's appearance was clearly different from the Cerberus of legends.
Aside from growing three dog heads, its body had at most expanded several times, and was now around the size of a government car. There were no special changes, and its fur was still fur, and its tail was still a dog's tail.
On the other hand, the three dog heads …
Were something!
Jiang He studied the three dog heads, who were baring their fangs and trying their best to show their ferocity. Still, no matter how hard they tried, Jiang He found them adorable.
Moreover, the three dog heads' noses were clearly different.
The dog head in the middle had a scarlet nose.
The dog head on the left had a black nose, while the dog head on the right had a golden nose that sparkled under the sun, almost blinding.
"Master, do I look handsome?"
The golden-nosed dog head asked, speaking in a Xibei dialect mixed with a Sichuan accent, its dog eyes blinking.
But before Jiang He could say anything, the black-nosed dog head showed a look of disdain and sneered, "You coward. You look like a hammer. Why the hell would you look handsome?"
Furious, the golden-nosed dog head sneered, "Look at yourself. Your nose is as black as charcoal, and you have the nerve to talk about me?"
"Woof!"
"Woof, woof, woof!!"
"Woof, woof, woof ~ ~ ~"
The two dog heads barked wildly, as if they could not wait to tear each other's heads apart. Even so, the red-nosed dog head was the one who suffered. Born in the middle, it was about to lose its mind from the ruckus and yelled, "Stop yelling, stop yelling! Everyone, calm down, calm down! We're all the same dog, and we share the same body. Why are you so angry?"
It tried to persuade them, but seeing that it was useless, it promptly barked, "Screw you! Go back, all of you!"
And then.
It changed back.
Jiang He gaped at the sight.
Was that …
Did they almost get into a fight?
Three dog heads, three minds, a split personality … no, a split personality?
Dumbo, on the other hand, was wagging its tail and smiling charmingly, "Master, isn't my ability awesome?"
Jiang He came to his senses then and quietly gave Dumbo a thumbs-up. Leaving aside the fact that Dumbo's body had split into two, its aura had risen rapidly after it transformed into a three-headed dog, and it had expanded up to three times its original size.
Moreover, Jiang He suspected that its three dog heads and three noses of different hues represented its three abilities.
Meow ~ ~
Suddenly …
A piercing meow could be heard. Jiang He turned to find that Trumbo had dug a hole and buried itself in the soil, with only its head sticking out.
Its eyes were clearly saying, "Hurry up, Master. Kill me and bury me again. I want to become like that too."
Amused, Jiang He chuckled. "I wouldn't plant something I've planted a second time. I would really be burying you if I did."
Trumbo yelped in surprise and climbed out of the soil with a look of disappointment.
On the other hand, Jiang He's eyes flashed and he looked to the side.
It was only then that he realized that the mansion model he planted … had sprouted!
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