In the laboratory, Su Yu carried the number two small ball.
The same move, feeding and blood drawing.
Sure enough, this race was like this, giving everything to eat was easy. When drawing blood, they were extremely obedient and had nothing to say. Of course, after drawing blood, they still had to look at Su Yu. Perhaps they communicated with the number one small ball and felt that giving one sugar was not enough, they had to ask for two.
Su Yu stuffed another fake apple to replenish the nutrients. Otherwise, if Fatty Han knew that he had taken an extra drop of blood essence, he might not be happy.
After settling the second drop of blood essence, Su Yu did not stop and returned to the cultivation room once again.
Devouring blood essence, activating talent skill.
72 cast!
The instant the talent skill was activated, Su Yu carefully sensed that the 152 acupuncture points in his body were emitting a faint energy.
It wasn’t Heaven Yuan Qi, it was simply Yuan Qi seeping out.
