The deeper they delved, the more dense the surrounding woods became, and the path on the ground gradually disappeared, hidden under weeds and shattered stones.
At some point, Aaron had arrived in a jungle with black iron-hued foliage!
Rustle rustle!
In the grass not far away, there was a disturbance on the ground, as if a small creature had been startled and was quickly scurrying away.
Aaron, quick of eye and hand, aimed his bracelet at the target, capturing the shape of something resembling a yellow-furred mouse.
[Ding!]
In the projection column, series of information emerged:
[Pet Name: Lightning Mouse]
[Attribute: Electric]
[Skill: Discharge]
[Species Rank: Soldier Class]
[Strength Level Assessment: Lower Combat Soldier]
...
"Pretty useful, huh!"
Aaron nodded slightly.
Species Rank indicates the ultimate rank a pet can achieve; a yellow-furred mouse, no, a Lightning Mouse, signifies that its natural growth limit is that of an Advanced Combat Soldier!
