"Magnetic!!!"
The Magnet Rodent suddenly leaped to the corner of the cage, screaming in fright.
The person in the inner room turned over and continued to sleep without paying any attention.
In the past two days, the noise made by the Magnet Rodent hadn't been small. The person inside had become accustomed to it, from initially being annoyed.
Those people had specifically sought out freshly caught pet beasts to use as ingredients, priding themselves on the health and freshness of their food.
A lively beast was good; movement proved the Magnet Rodent was still alert. Otherwise, a lethargic and listless one would easily be returned by customers.
The Magnet Rodent huddled in the corner of the cage, shivering intensely.
It remembered its mother saying that ghostly creatures were even more terrifying than the thorn-tailed lizards on the mountain.
