In Locke, beast taming begins with a black pot.

He opened the box, and inside lay a black watch.

"A spirit detector?"

Chen Xun was surprised.

He had heard of this thing; it was a newly developed product that could detect basic information about Pokémon, making it easier for them to survive in the wild and battle.

But it's said to be ridiculously expensive.

A regular model costs over 100,000 yuan, and it's only available in limited quantities.

Old Han, that stingy old man, actually bought this?

"You've got some sense, kid."

Old Han proudly took out his watch, put it on his wrist, and waved it around: "The latest third-generation Pokémon detector! It can measure a Pokémon's attributes, quality, characteristics, and approximate level. If you encounter an unfamiliar Pokémon in the wild, a quick scan will tell you whether you can fight it or not. A lifesaver!"

"this one?"

Chen Xun feigned disdain: "You're willing to spend tens of thousands on this thing? You might as well buy a few more energy fruits."

It certainly didn't have much effect on him.

He now has a game panel, and he can tell the attribute of a spirit with a single scan.

It's also more advanced than the Elf Detector.

Compared to his game panel, the Sprite Detector looks like a child's toy.

"You don't know anything!"

Old Han puffed out his beard and glared, "This is technology! Before, battles were all about guesswork. Now, with this, knowing the opponent's Pokémon information in advance is like a game-changer!"

He took the detector off his shoulder and shoved it into Chen Xun's hand: "This will settle the two thousand yuan I owe you. Don't say I'm taking advantage of you; this thing is worth 150,000 yuan on the market, I'm actually losing money."

Chen Xun, holding the detector in his hand, suddenly had an idea.

Can this thing measure a Pokémon's attributes?

Will the poisonous properties of that little black pot be detected?

If people found out he had a poison-type Poison Pokémon they'd never seen before, it might cause him a lot of trouble.

In particular, the mysterious Black Tower organization has been capturing spirits of unknown attributes for experimentation.

"You don't want it?"

Old Han noticed his hesitation and reached out to snatch it back: "If you don't want it, fine, I'm reluctant to give it to you."

"Who said I don't want it anymore?"

Chen Xun quickly put the detector into his pocket: "Fine, it's fine as payment. You can't pay back the money anyway. But let me make this clear: if this thing doesn't work, I'll still smash up your shop."

"It works perfectly!" Old Han patted his chest and guaranteed, "If you don't believe me, summon your spirit and I'll show you how to use it."

"Let me show you what my spirit is all about."

With a thought, Chen Xun conjured a black light, and the small black pot appeared on the counter.

He was determined that if the detector really detected poison, he would insist that it was broken.

Anyway, poison isn't even on the official attribute list, so nobody will believe it.

As soon as the little black pot came out, it curiously shook the lid, and when it saw Old Man Han, it even sprayed a small bubble in a friendly manner.

"Holy crap!"

Old Han was so frightened that he leaned back and almost fell off his chair.

He pointed at the small black pot on the counter, his eyes wide like copper bells, speechless for a long time.

"This...this is your spirit?"

"Otherwise what?"

Chen Xun calmly popped the bubbles that floated over.

Because of the contract, he is immune to the poison from the little black pot.

"A pot?"

Old Han's voice changed: "You spent half the day scavenging in the elven junkyard, and all you brought back was a pot? I thought you'd hidden it so well these past few days because you found some legendary purple item, turns out it's just a kitchen utensil!"

"What's wrong with the kitchen utensils?"

Chen Xun rolled his eyes: "It's better than you buying a rotten, dead egg. Besides, my pot is much better than your pile of garbage."

Old Han pointed at the small black pot with a disdainful look: "It's already good enough that this thing can be white. I've lived this long and I've never seen a pot-shaped elf before."

"If you don't believe me, test it yourself."

Chen Xun gestured for him to proceed.

Old Han picked up the detector with some skepticism, pressed the switch, and aimed it at the small black pot.

A beam of light shot out from the detector and swept across the entire body of the small black pot.

drop……

A soft sound.

The detector's screen lit up.

Several lines of text are displayed above:

[Sprite Name: Little Black Pot]

[Attribute: Earth]

[Quality: Blue]

[Level: 1]

【Special Feature: Mud Armor】

……

Old Han stared at the text on the screen, his expression momentarily blank.

"It's blue quality!"

He stared at the little black pot in disbelief: "How can an earth-type spirit grow up to look like a pot? Are all spirits this curled up now? Even kitchen utensils have come to life?"

Chen Xun's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

Very good!

This detector can indeed only detect the seven orthodox attributes!

The little black pot's poisonous properties, as well as its dual characteristics of "compound potion," were completely undetectable!

The name displayed is still the one he changed.

Chen Xun almost burst out laughing.

Old Han looked at the little black pot with a regretful expression: "It's a pity it's an earth-type. Earth-types are durable, but their offensive capabilities are too poor. It probably won't have much of an advantage in the awakening ceremony. But blue quality is not bad either, it's better than white."

Too ineffective offensively?

Chen Xun neither agreed nor disagreed.

Once my little black pot spews out a mouthful of poisonous mist, you'll know what true offensive power is.

"How do I use this detector?"

Chen Xun picked up the watch and put it on his wrist; it was the perfect size.

"Just point it at the wizard after turning it on."

Old Han demonstrated the basic operation to Chen Xun: "This thing isn't widespread yet. There are no more than ten people in the entire Jiangcheng who have it. During the awakening ceremony, you can scan your opponent's Pokémon beforehand to know their attributes and characteristics, so you can develop targeted tactics and win without losing."

"knew!"

Chen Xun feigned disdain, but was secretly overjoyed.

This thing is practically a tailor-made cover for him!

In the future, when others use a detector to scan his little black pot, they will only see an ordinary blue earth-type spirit.

Who would have thought that this seemingly ordinary black pot is actually a deadly poison weapon that combines offense and defense?

The main strategy is to crush the opponent with information asymmetry!

Old Man Han suddenly stopped smiling and his expression turned serious: "Be careful during the awakening ceremony."

Chen Xun was taken aback: "Be careful of what?"

"Someone has been asking about your parents lately."

Old Han lowered his voice slightly: "The Black Tower organization has been very active in Jiangcheng lately, specifically targeting those who possess special spirits. Although your spirit is earth-type, it looks too strange. Don't show it off everywhere, lest they target you."

Chen Xun's heart sank.

The Black Tower organization did indeed arrive.

"How do you know about the Black Tower organization?" Chen Xun stared intently into Old Man Han's eyes.

Old Han avoided his gaze, picked up the rag and continued wiping the copper pot, saying vaguely:

"I heard this before when I was in the secret realm. Anyway, you can trust me. Don't wander around. Go home as soon as the awakening ceremony is over."

After saying that, he shoved Chen Xun towards the door like shooing away a fly: "Go back now, don't delay my business. Remember, don't tell anyone about the detector!"

Chen Xun was pushed out of the store and looked thoughtfully at the closed roller shutter behind him.

Old Han definitely knows a lot of things.

He not only knew about the Black Tower organization, but also knew that someone was inquiring about his parents.

It seems this old man's identity is even more complex than I imagined.