Mike was feeling a little embarrassed, and he did now know what to do. Suddenly, a dialog box appeared in front of him again.
Before he could see the contents of the dialog box, Mike was already shocked from receiving a notification.
'Don't tell me that they want me to accept a mission like helping a baby dragon get breast milk or something like that, no way in h*ll that a mission like this could be completed!' Mike nervously rambled in his thoughts.
When he carefully read the contents of the dialog box, he heaved a sigh of relief.
[Please name the baby dragon.]
Normally, it was necessary to name a pet. After all, most wild beasts did not have a name.
In order to facilitate communication, naming one's pet was absolutely necessary.
However, this matter was still a little strange. After all, logically speaking, the dragon race would inherit the ancient bloodline memories.
