I traveled to HP but I tied it to the wrong game system

"I can't live with a rooster!" The basilisk stopped only when he was sure that the rooster was out of sight. His tone was somewhat painful.

"But..." Carl deliberately lifted up the dragon egg and acted embarrassed.

"Okay! Isn't it okay for me to be with this iron egg? I will get along well with him." The basilisk rolled up the dragon egg with its tail, as if it was afraid that Carl would snatch it from him.

"Drive that unlucky blue guy out of the secret room immediately!" Carl waved his hands helplessly, pretending to be helpless, "Okay~"

"But if this poor little guy will have any accidents, if that's the case, let the cute Nanako take care of it..." Of course, it was a joke. After all, Nanako still needed Carl to take care of her. Apart from being cute, he probably only knew how to eat, drink and sleep.

"No! Don't worry, there will be no accidents." The basilisk promised that nothing would happen to this iron egg, otherwise he would have to stay with his natural enemy.

Save me, save me, save me! ! !

"That's fine."

"Ah, but how do I hatch this thing...", Carl fumbled with the dragon egg. After all, it wasn't a real dragon egg and he didn't know what kind it was. If he boiled it directly, would it become a boiled dragon egg...

"Emm... shouldn't it?", Carl thought. After all, the basilisk didn't break the dragon egg's defense just now, so it wouldn't become a boiled dragon egg.

[You can directly use the temperature of the chicken egg to hatch. This is in accordance with the game settings. In order to prevent the host from hatching the egg to death, the range of the card is very loose. ], 0025 said.

"Thank you." Carl thought of this and decided to find a pot to boil the dragon egg here. He cast a heat preservation spell and then planned to leave.

"Wait!", the basilisk quickly blocked Carl's way, "What's wrong?", Carl was still holding the meteor sword in his hand, but he still looked smiling on the surface.

"Well... I'm hungry...", the basilisk patted his tail, he wanted to act like a spoiled child, but considering that Carl would not like it too much, he just moved his body slightly and then lay down.

Although he did not need to eat anything and hibernated most of the time, Tom woke him up decades ago, and he even had a good time with spiders every day.

Although he can also fall asleep through the heir's snake language now, he does not want to sleep at all. Even if he sleeps, at least he has something delicious to eat when he wakes up...

It's hard to go from luxury to frugality...

I just don't know if this new heir can bring me some food.

"Well... I should give you something to eat...", Carl held his chin and thought for a while, "I remember your diet is very diverse, right? It seems that you can eat anything, but your favorite is spiders."

"Spiders are insects. I have a lot of meat related to insects here, but I don't know if you can eat it...", Carl stretched out his hand, and a moment later, a large piece of tender red insect meat appeared in his hand.

It was dripping with some red juice, but it was not blood, more like some kind of insect body fluid, a little sticky, dripping out of the white and tender fingers, and then falling on the ground, a bloody smell came to the face, but it smelled very fresh, as if it had just been killed and taken meat.

There was a special smell in the air...

The basilisk slowly approached, and Carl immediately stopped him with his sword, "Be careful, if your teeth touch my hand, it will be over."

Carl put the meat on the meteor sword and then handed it to the basilisk. The basilisk swallowed the meat whole, and the tongue hissed out of its mouth, and licked the blade of the meteor sword carefully.

"How is it?" It seems to be delicious. After all, the freshness is not a problem, and it is produced by the system. And it is well known that insect meat tastes delicious except for its scary appearance.

Chicken flavor, crunchy, I want to eat it, but I have never eaten insect meat.

The basilisk tilted its head, looking a little pitiful. "I ate too fast just now and didn't taste what it tasted like. Can you give me another piece?" The basilisk said, but he looked like he was almost sticking to Carl, which showed that he should have tasted it and liked it very much.

"Don't lie to me, so what's the truth?" Doesn't this guy even know how to lie? Carl looked at him with some disdain, not understanding why he was so nervous at the beginning. This guy didn't look very smart.

"It tastes great, it feels like an eight-eyed giant spider, please give me more!" The basilisk wanted to be tough, but SlytherinThe order given by Terlin made it impossible for him to disobey the words of the Parseltongue, so he obediently said his true thoughts.

"Well... okay." Carl deliberately stretched out his tone to pretend to be thinking. After the basilisk waited anxiously for a while, Carl smiled slightly and agreed.

"But you have to listen to me obediently. As long as you are obedient, I will bring you this kind of meat every week at this time. How about it." Carl said.

The basilisk couldn't wait to agree. Carl controlled the little man on the light screen to search in the box, and then found about a hundred insect meats. In fact, there should be more, but this kind of thing that is almost equal to garbage, Carl almost threw it away directly after getting it. These hundred or so were brought back accidentally when he forgot to throw it away.

If I had known that I could feed the basilisk, I would have collected them all...

Carl divided the meat into groups and took out about a dozen. The huge pieces of meat were about the size of an adult man's head, and now they were neatly arranged on the ground.

The basilisk grabbed the insect meat and bit it. The meat with a lot of scarlet insect fluid was squeezed and splashed with a puff. Most of it flew on Carl's face, who was closest to the basilisk.

"...", Carl slowly raised his mouth and took a deep breath. After eating a piece of meat, the basilisk did not look at Carl and wanted to eat another piece. Carl stepped forward and inserted the meteor sword into the insect meat that the basilisk aimed at.

The Galaxy Sword cut through iron like mud. After piercing the insect meat, it pierced into the stone. If Carl was not too young and the sword was a little mini, it would be even more exaggerated.

"Do you still want to eat?" Carl raised his eyes. The basilisk could not see his eyes, but only saw the curved corners of his mouth and a slightly angry voice.

More like Tom...

Thinking so, the basilisk took a step back silently.

"No." He decided to admit his defeat first. After all, Tom cursed him fiercely after saying this in a similar tone.

"That's good. Be a good boy. I'm not stopping you from eating, but at least you should listen to my instructions. Look, it's splashed all over me. It's such a bad influence." Carl didn't bring a handkerchief, so he could only use the corner of his shirt to wipe off the scarlet liquid on his face.