I have a Synthesizer

Soon, Frando felt something slowly approaching in the air ahead, something invisible.

Under Klein's command, the Scythe Fiend slowly materialized, revealing its mottled brown-green body.

"This, isn't it a Winged Mantis… uh, a bit big, the scythe blades seem a bit big too, damn, it can even fly? Okay, this is indeed a Tier 3 new species."

Frando scratched his nose somewhat awkwardly, then ran up to the Scythe Fiend and touched its hard scythe blades.

"Another magical beast that has evolved to near perfection. These scythe blades are perfect. It also inherited the invisibility ability of the Winged Mantis. A perfect assassin.

It's a pity it's an exoskeleton creature, and its abdomen is too soft, with obvious weaknesses. Otherwise, its combat ability would be raised to an outrageous level."

Klein had already arrived in front of Frando with a smile.

"How is it? Mr. Frando, are you willing to admit defeat?"

Frando's face immediately looked a little embarrassed.

"What if I lose? Just stand upside down and drink water, I won't lose any flesh. Perhaps the magic environment outside has changed in the last two years in ways I don't know.

It's just that there are more Tier 3 variants. You just won me by relying on the information gap.

I'll put my words here. Even if there are changes in the magic environment, leading to the emergence of some Tier 3 variant magical beasts, it will only be Tier 3 at most.

The genetic stability of Tier 4 magical beasts is much higher than that of Tier 3 magical beasts, so Tier 4 magical beasts can never easily mutate.

Come, come, let's play a big game. If you can find a Tier 4 magical beast that I haven't seen, I'll stand upside down and shit in front of everyone!"

… …

Ten minutes later, Frando looked at the Dissevered Crocodile Dragon in front of him, feeling a pang of discomfort in his heart, and his gaze towards Klein became strange.

He felt like he had been tricked by Klein. Frando didn't want to study the genetic problems of this six-legged Crocodile Dragon anymore.

The problem he was considering now was how to avoid performing upside-down shitting in front of everyone.

This was too difficult, the bet was too big, and it was difficult to end. Even with his thick nerves, he couldn't bring himself to do something like upside-down shitting.

"Little Klein! You also know that I've been in the Grandok prison for five years. Five years! For a rapidly developing world, five years is an era."

Klein ignored him, just pointed at the Dissevered creature in front of him, and said softly:

"Lord Frando, it is a Tier 4 magical beast, and also a new species, do you recognize it?"

Frando felt that this kid was really ignorant when Klein kept mentioning new species, and his mouth twitched, and he continued:

"You also know that people make mistakes, and horses stumble. Some things really can't be generalized.

For example, some words are said, but they are really just temporary outbursts, not really serious, do you understand what I mean?"

"Lord Frando? Let's not talk about these things first. Take a look first, do you recognize it! Then we'll discuss other things."

Facing Klein's pressure, Frando finally became angry.

"Why are you so annoying, young man? Isn't it just a Crocodile Dragon with six legs? What's so strange about it? One day I'll catch a Crocodile Dragon and immediately modify it into one with seven legs."

Klein stared at Frando with a suspicious look.

"Does modification count? Lord Frando, you are a Tier 5 expert, and a top biological expert, you wouldn't go back on your word, would you?"

"How is that possible? How could someone like me go back on my word? But I say, Little Klein, isn't standing upside down and shitting a bit too much?

Although I don't value face very much, this is no longer a matter of face, it's too shameful!"

"You said it yourself, I didn't force you at all!"

"Can we change to something else? There are many women in the team, I can't bring myself to do it."

In the end, Klein sighed, nodded to Frando, and stopped forcing him.

Frando nodded, and felt that Klein was more and more pleasing to the eye, polite, knowledgeable, knew when to advance and when to retreat, and was a good kid.

He had completely forgotten that he thought Klein was particularly annoying just one minute ago!

"Well, Klein, you're good, you do things in an orderly manner, you'll be successful in the future!"

Isn't that nonsense? Do I need you to tell me that I'll be successful? Klein nodded shyly.

"It's all due to the influence of the Jay's society atmosphere. Mr. Frando, do you still want to study these three magical beasts? They are all my pets, I can let them cooperate with you."

Frando's eyes lit up. He didn't have to perform upside-down shitting, and he could continue to study these rare magical beasts. How could there be such a good thing?

Thinking of this, Frando looked at Klein with more and more approval, and his attitude became more and more amiable.

"If I can study these creatures, that would naturally be the best.

Their mutation directions are very special, and they are all mutating towards perfection, which is incredible.

Klein, you are really good, sensible, if there is anything, feel free to find me, I will definitely help you if I can!"

Klein finally smiled, he was waiting for these words. Although he wanted to ask Frando for the scales of the Twilight Dragon and then try to find a piece of equipment that might contain the attribute of time.

But Klein also understood that Gwen's matter was the real top priority.

"Lord Frando, maybe in a few days, I really have something I need your help with."

"Easy to say, it's all small things after I extract the blood samples of these magical beasts."

Looking at Frando who was studying seriously, Klein smiled.

… …

Two days later, Klein had already disbanded the three Things in a Bottle, and Frando had entered a closed-door mode, staying in the carriage all day, conducting some strange experiments.

His experiment was nearing its end, and this afternoon, he stopped Klein.

"Klein, come over here."

"Okay!"

On the other side of the team, Gwen silently watched Klein enter Frando's carriage.

"Lord Gwen, what are you looking at?"

Alvin slowly walked to Gwen's side, subconsciously sniffing Gwen's hair, appearing very frivolous.

He was a rich second generation, and often made such outrageous behaviors in front of women, but this time, he kicked a steel plate.

"Pa!"

Five conspicuous finger marks appeared on Alvin's face, and Gwen turned around, looking at Alvin expressionlessly.

"Dare to flirt with me? You probably don't know how to write the word 'death'!"

Alvin wanted to get angry, but he was a little afraid of the strong Gwen. Looking at Gwen's cold face, he even forgot what he was going to say just now.

Just as the atmosphere between Alvin and Gwen was getting colder and colder, Alvin's teammate Quinn slowly walked over and explained for Alvin:

"Gwen, if Alvin has offended you, I apologize to you on his behalf, but the most important thing now is to complete Lord Esmond's mission."

As a Tier 3 warlock, Quinn was very strong, and Gwen could ignore Alvin, but she couldn't ignore Quinn.

"I know what to do without you telling me."

Quinn nodded.

"Klein is getting very close to Frando now. I think we can get him to reveal some information about Frando.

Although there is still a distance from the border gate, it is always good to prepare for action in advance."

"I know what to do."

Gwen didn't say anything more, and turned around and left directly.

After Gwen left, Quinn suddenly turned around and gave Alvin a slap.

"Pa!"

"Quinn, you bastard, how dare you hit me?"

Quinn glanced at Alvin disdainfully. If it wasn't for the order, how could he be on a team with such a waste?

"You've been in Jay's society for so long, don't you understand a principle? What this world values is never identity, but talent.

A useless waste like you, no one cares about you in other places, but in the Jay's society's executive department, especially when on a mission, you must recognize your position, or you won't even know how you died."

Quinn's words were pointed at Alvin's nose, and Alvin didn't dare to refute.

"Quinn, what is Gwen's strength really like? With your strength, is it necessary to be so afraid of her?"

"Alvin, there are some people that you can never touch, you can't even think about it.

Gwen and I are in the same class, she is the strongest expert of the class of 330. She is not only the leader of this team, but also Lord Esmond's confidant.

You better not do anything stupid again, otherwise it will affect your entire family behind you, this is my last warning to you."

The usually calm Quinn and Gwen were both a little irritable today, which made Alvin a little at a loss. He could only weakly say:

"I understand."

In fact, it was because Quinn and Gwen both felt something was wrong, and the point of this wrongness was Klein.

Because of Klein, this originally sure mission had produced some changes and doubts in their hearts.

They began to think about whether there would be any uncontrollable situations in this mission.