"how so?"

Musashino clearly felt that a lot of information appeared in his mind, which was completely the way to use the baking skills of "bio-cultivator".

"Why did the little eater's skill come to me?"

He picked up the slime.

Aba Aba Aba Aba…

The little eater was still chewing on the remaining screws, looking cute.

Is it because it successfully awakened after injecting my energy?

This kind of energy sharing leads to a certain contract between the two?

As a result, wasteland techniques have also been shared?

"Can you continue to eat?" Musashino asked.

If the little eater could continue to eat...

Doesn’t that mean that I can gain more skills, if the little eater’s ability to swallow is unlimited, my number of extraordinary abilities is also unlimited.

belch--

It responded to Musashino with a loud burp.

Horror ~

Immediately afterwards, the little eater closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

"Sleep after eating..."

Obviously, its energy has become saturated.

Musashino put it back into the corner of the bookshelf.

"It seems that the little eater's ability to eat is not strong. At least now, he can only replicate one skill. When it is still in its peak state..."

It seems that you can swallow five kinds?

If you can share 5 extraordinary abilities, it will indeed have great practical value.

Musashino took out a freeze-dried rice field mouse from the small refrigerator in the dormitory.

“Baske it.”

His palm released energy, forming a complex and special high-frequency band.

The surface of rice field mice quickly became charred brown, with soft and swelling flesh, and the remaining tissue liquid inside turned into cream, and was baked into fragrant bread.

He leaned over to his nose and sniffed:

“It seems to taste OK?”

However, after using this replica skill, Musashino clearly felt that the traces of this baking skill faded away in his mind.

If you use it a few more times, you may not be able to use it again.

“There are indeed restrictions on use.”

If the little eater becomes stronger, the skills should last longer.

It seems...

The strength of this sticky ball is very important.

Musashino aimed at it.

"Um?"

The little eater noticed in his sleep that he seemed to be locked in his sight and quickly opened his sleepy eyes.

At first glance, I saw Musashino's malicious eyes.

“Aba Aba Aba…”

It quickly slid back a little.

Musashino smiled kindly and pinched his knuckles:

"rest assured.

"It will be good for you to recover your strength as soon as possible.

"What's more, you may have hit the king-level wasteland before, and you won't always be like this sticky state, right?"

Um?

The little eater looked at him ignorantly.

Although I don't understand very much.

But this person certainly doesn't seem to be saying anything good!

Then Musashino stood up, found some broken copper and iron from the storage cabinet, and then melted and bent it with energy, and soon formed a running wheel.

——The kind that is specially used for hamsters.

Just put the hamster on it and you will keep running.

"Come."

Musashino carried the little eater in, then injected energy, and made the runner start to rotate.

“wuwuwu~~~”

It suddenly panicked.

But no matter how it runs, it cannot leave the surrounding energy blockade.

The little eater had to run with tears in his eyes.

As it moves, the energy in the running wheel accelerates to penetrate and absorb, adjusting its state to its best.

Huh?

The tears in its eyes disappeared.

Although it's a bit tired, the overall feeling is very comfortable.

It has a kind of warm texture.

"Um?"

The little eater gradually adapted to this movement rhythm and took the initiative to run wildly on the running wheel, but after about half an hour, he was a little tired.

Want to rest!

However, turning his head, it found that Musashino had left the room.

No--

Although it's not uncomfortable, I still have to rest.

But Musashino is not there, and the energy blockade is not lifted, so the running wheel cannot stop.

Because a large amount of energy was pouring in instantly, the little stomach king's intelligence was briefly restored for a while.

The energy in the running wheel...

Rough calculation...

At the current consumption rate, it may not be a problem to go for another hundred years.

Its mouth slowly pulled down:

“wuwuwu~~~bad!”

...

Hattori Maki family.

At this time, the family of three was having supper.

“By the way.”

The Hattori Sheriff put down his chopsticks:

“There is something I must remind you.

"Since the day before yesterday, the number of wasteland invasions received by the Metropolitan Police Department has surged. You should try to leave your home as little as possible during this period.

"I'll have to go back to the hall to work overtime later."

Maki's eyes widened:

"There is still such a thing?"

That……

It's just the time for me to prepare for the police officer to take action!

But her dad's next words surprised her:
To be continued...