The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 715 Dream World 53
Martina and Leona were both stunned, their wrinkled faces showing the same look of astonishment.

Martina was alright; she'd been surprised so many times today that she managed to keep a semblance of composure. Leona, however, stared at her wide-eyed, asking for confirmation: "What...did you say?"

Moran gave a shy yet determined smile, her gray fingers gently stroking the glass bottles: "I said, I want all of these."

Leona opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't make a sound.

Martina took the opportunity to hide the surprise on her face; she had already come up with her own excuse.

The shadow of the white-spotted earthworm is indeed docile, making it ideal for beginners to practice, but this little monster in front of us has skipped the beginner stage before.

You can't just bring home a white-spotted earthworm, tame it, and then buy a different one!

The more I think about it, the more I realize that it's true. The little monster is quite wealthy, so it's perfectly normal for him to buy them all.

"Nonsense!" Although Leona and Martina didn't get along, she only challenged her and wouldn't do anything to mislead others. "Your teacher and I were pretty good back in the day, weren't we? We started by honestly raising white-spotted earthworms. Even if you're a genius, you can't raise shadow pets like this..."

Her words stopped abruptly.

Because Moran had already picked up the bottle containing the white-spotted earthworms, and the shadow power gathered at his fingertips pierced into the bottle like a sharp blade, cutting off the entire cluster of white-spotted earthworm shadows at the root.

The entire shadow collapsed into a ball in her hand, but after a while, it spontaneously and orderly untangled itself, standing upright in her hand and nodding and saluting Leona and Martina respectively.

This shows that she has completely controlled the shadows of these white-spotted earthworms.

Leona was stunned.

She even glanced again at the bottle containing the white-spotted earthworms in the insect box, suspecting that at some point when she took them out, she had put them in the wrong place, placing the dead white-spotted earthworms on the live insect side.

However... the white-spotted earthworms still wriggling in the bottle told her that they were still alive.

A whole bottle contained about ten white-spotted earthworms. The shadow was successfully tamed in less than a minute, while the original body wasn't even completely dead yet.

Even if it's a white-spotted earthworm, this is just too outrageous.

Could anything be more monstrous than this?

Leona asked Martina again, "Did she really only change races yesterday? She hadn't learned shadow magic before? Wait... her level..."

“I was promoted just half an hour ago,” Martina said.

To be honest, she now finds it a bit unbelievable that this little monster seems to tame the white-spotted earthworm more easily than it tames a teacup.

This completely violates the rule that "the taming of still life shadows is more difficult than that of living shadows".

While the two women were talking, Moran handed over the newly tamed white-spotted earthworm shadow to her own shadow for unified management, while she herself picked up the bottle containing the white-spotted earthworm from the dead insect box.

She remembered the task Martina had just assigned her: to distinguish between the dead and living shadows of the same insect species.

The power of shadow cut through, and the shadow of the white-spotted earthworm fell into her hand. After washing it with her own mark using the power of shadow, Moran found that these shadows were not as "clever" as the previous ones. When she commanded them to untangle themselves and line up to salute, they were obedient, but everything they did was a beat slow and they didn't know how to cooperate.

Moran remembered reading in a book that if you continuously use your shadow power to tame your shadow pets, they will become more and more agile and intelligent. So he immediately used a lot of shadow power to tame them. After a while, they were finally comparable to the shadows of the white-spotted earthworms in the bottle.

Recalling the differences in the domestication process of the two bottles of white-spotted earthworms, Moran suddenly realized:
"I see. It is slightly more difficult to separate the shadow of a live insect than a dead insect, but the initial spirituality after successful taming is higher. After the shadow of a dead insect is initially tamed, it needs to be raised for a while before it can catch up with the spirituality of the shadow of a live insect when it was first tamed."

It's probably because of willpower! The willpower of the living insect's shadow is stronger than that of the dead insect's shadow..."

Moran then selected a bottle of live underground worms and a bottle of dead underground worms to try. This time, both bottles were stripped of their shadows and tamed at the same time.

This time it was a little slower than before, but still less than a minute, and the two clumps of underground worm shadows had been initially successfully tamed.

Leona was gripping the edge of the counter tightly, afraid that her legs would give way and she would fall to the ground.

Martina kept a tight face, constantly ordering her shadow to stay steady, lest she startle her old rival and be discovered.

Moran gently manipulated the shadows of the underground worms, both living and dead, the shadowy power flowing from his gray fingertips acting like a precise probe, subtly sensing the differences between them.

“Live insect shadows resist more fiercely when separated, but can immediately execute simple commands after being tamed.” The live insect shadow in her left hand was deftly circling her fingers. “Dead insect shadows, while docile, are like puppets at first…”

As she spoke, the shadow of the dead insect in her right palm clumsily turned over, its movements noticeably slower.

A creaking sound came from behind the counter.

Leona's knuckles were clenched so tightly they turned white. She was incredibly grateful that she was wearing the eye patch—at least it could cover one of her shocked eyes.

Martina maintained a dignified appearance, but in reality, she was using the power of shadow to firmly suppress her restless shadow, which was trying to prostrate itself on the ground.

She tapped the ground lightly with her stone cane to hide her trembling: "Cough... It's... somewhat presentable."

Only Lia's eyes widened first, then the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up, and she secretly made a victory sign behind her back, thinking to herself, "The difference is so big, Mom won't compare her to this monster anymore, right?"

Moran was completely oblivious to the strangeness around her; she was engrossed in studying the two sets of underground worm shadows: "If we infuse the dead worm shadows with additional shadow power..."

As she whispered, a large amount of shadow power flowed into the shadow on her right hand. Instantly, the previously stagnant shadow became active, and slowly, it even began to dance around her finger, mimicking the movements of a living insect's shadow.

"Sure enough... as long as they are properly trained later, the spirituality of a dead insect's shadow can be comparable to that of a live insect's shadow."

Thinking of this, Moran said directly, "Ms. Leona, apart from the two bottles I've already used, I don't need any of the other live insects. Just give me these dead insects."

In any case, whether they are alive or dead makes little difference to her. What the live insects have, the dead insects also have, and what the live insects don't have, the dead insects also have.

Furthermore, the Book of Cards cannot use living things as card-making materials.

The counter was deathly silent.

Leona collapsed onto the counter, staring blankly at the ceiling with one eye: "Martina... is your apprentice... a monster?"