Although the bonus of 1 point does not seem to be much, Ding Meng has fully realized the benefits. The werewolf killed just now, if it didn't have the agility bonus of 1 point, I'm afraid he has become a dead man now.

agile! Ding Meng did not hesitate to add the 1 point bonus he had just obtained to his agility.

His idea is very simple, I can't beat you, at least I have a certain ability to protect myself.

Moreover, the power displayed by the gluttonous pig **** also gave him a comprehensive understanding of this originally seemingly useless pet.

Little bastard's belly seems to never be full, and although he is still in his early years, his fat and chubby body looks very clumsy, but all of this is an illusion. The speed and agility that the **** can explode once he sees what he eats is amazing.

But the problem is that the little **** is only interested in eating, how can it release all its energy when it is most needed?

Ding Meng rolled his eyes and walked into the house next door that was knocked away by the werewolf.

It used to be a restaurant, where half-eaten meals are scattered everywhere. The little bastard's eyes straightened as soon as he saw it, he screamed happily, and rushed to the food to eat.

Ding Meng didn't care about it, but carefully walked into the side dish room.

At first sight, he saw a pile of peeled potatoes. Ai Xiaohai thought for a while, took a potato and walked outside: "Little bastard!"

The little **** who only cared about eating didn't notice the owner's existence at all, which made Ding Meng's nose almost crooked with anger. What kind of pet is this?

"Little bastard, do you want to eat potatoes!" Ding Meng raised his voice, walked a few steps, and shook in front of the little bastard.

"Yeah!"

"God!"

The second time, Ding Meng's hand was almost bit off by the little **** for the second time.

As soon as the little **** saw the potatoes, as if he had seen his own parents, he cheered for joy and bit at the potatoes in one bite.

Ding Meng withdrew his hands quickly and looked at the little bastard. He couldn't take care of the food on the ground. He kept jumping up and down in front of Ding Meng, but the owner's hands were so high that he couldn't reach it.

The imprisoned world stipulates that pets must be loyal to their owners and must not initiate active attacks on their owners. Jumping onto their owners without the owner's permission is regarded as an active attack. Once they appear, they will be destroyed immediately.

This is an iron rule that has been deeply rooted in these pets' minds since they were born.

Therefore, the little **** who can push the werewolves into a rush, actually helpless to Ding Meng who is holding the potatoes.

After trying several times, the **** knew that it was impossible to eat that potato. It lay on Ding Meng's feet, groaning aggrievedly, and looking at Ding Meng with a pair of sad eyes, how pitiful and pitiful.

There is a door, it seems that potatoes are the favorite food of the little bastards. But the appearance of this greedy pig made Ding Meng angry and funny.

"Can you understand me?" Ding Meng tried to ask.

The little **** nodded desperately.

It seems that these pets in the world of imprisonment are able to communicate with their owners. Ding Meng is relieved a lot: "Listen, I am your owner, called Ding Meng, and you are the little **** ball... Don't look at me with this look. , I just call it casually, and the system stipulates that you are called by this name... I like to eat potatoes, I have them, and I can give them to you, but you have to listen to my orders, understand?"

The little **** howled again.

Ding Meng didn't feel relieved: "If you are obedient, you can tell me."

The little **** immediately rolled.

"Yes, not bad." Ding Meng smiled with open eyebrows: "Let's do another handstand."

Your sister, I am a pig, not a monkey! The little **** has infinite resentment, but Tudou's temptation for it has surpassed everything. With incomparable grievance, the little **** actually came to an inverted stand.

The first pig in history that can stand upside down!

Good pig, good pig! This pig is of extraordinary appearance, and it is bound to have a bright future in the future.

Ding Meng was satisfied and threw the potatoes forward.

The reaction of the little **** is as fast and fast, and the speed is ridiculously ridiculous, and the arrow usually rushes out.

Ding Meng took advantage of this opportunity and hurriedly returned to the side dish room, stuffing his pockets with potatoes.

This is a magic weapon to defeat the werewolf in a while!

Going out, for fear that the little **** had discovered this secret "treasure room", the despicable Ding Meng did not forget to lock the door.

The little **** over there swallowed the potatoes in one bite, and smashed his mouth with an expression of unfulfilled meaning.

Ding Meng already had a preliminary understanding of this world, here, as strong as a werewolf, but also weak. Inconspicuous, like a gluttonous pig, also has its strengths.

The key depends on how you use these.

You are not welcome at the moment, and set the rules for the little bastard. Every time he attacked a werewolf, he would reward him with a potato.

The **** didn't say anything, just stretched out his right hoof.

Ding Meng was startled, what does this mean?

"Your pet will establish a contract with you." Xiao Ai's voice came in time: "Extend your right hand, and after colliding with each other, the contract between you and the pet will be established. From then on, this pet will only recognize it for life. You, a master, will do your best for the master and you will die until you die. Not only pets, you will have the opportunity to conquer those monsters in the future, but you can also establish contracts with them in this way."

Ding Meng was stunned when he listened, and the little **** wasn't completely his pet before he joined: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"You didn't ask me again."

This... Ding Meng is angry. He doesn't know how he came into this world. Everything is led by your nose. What can I ask you?

Seeing the little bastard's hand still stretched out there, for fear that it would go back, hurriedly touched its hoof. A white light quickly appeared between one person, one pig, one hand and one hoof.

As a result, the contract was formally established.

Hmm, is he the first human to establish a contract with a pig?

"Little Ai, where is Dr. Lun?"

"You need to find the answer to the task by yourself, and refuse to answer."

"Why the **** is so fast?"

"The pet birth question refused to answer."

"How did this world come from?"

"The core question refused to answer."

"Do you have any questions you can answer me?"

"Refusal to answer insulting questions!"

Ding Meng almost spat out blood.

I was still there just now saying why I didn't ask, but when I really asked, I refused to answer the one who refused to answer. Play yourself?

Is there any way?

Forget it, two points of agility have been added anyway, and there is also the help of a powerful pet like the little bastard, and there is a new way to deal with the werewolves, it is better than just coming to the imprisoned world without knowing nothing.

There is another question. The usefulness of the small **** has already been shown, so what about the pig knife? Is there any special purpose for the pig-killing knife?

Ding Meng looked at it carefully for a while, and wiped it again, but no matter how hard he tried, the pig-killing knife was still a tattered pig-killing knife.

I originally wanted to ask Xiao Ai, but I think about it and forget it. This unsentimental chip probably won't answer.

No, why is the rusty pig-killing knife so sharp when it pierces the werewolf's throat? This doubt suddenly appeared in Ding Meng's heart.

There must be something weird, but this answer seems to have to be found by myself.

With the help of small bastards, confidence has increased a lot. Ding Meng probably never dreamed that a potato would determine his own destiny to some extent.

It's just that whether your own ideas are feasible or not depends on the progress of the following tasks.

Ding Meng, who was afraid of seeing a werewolf, suddenly hoped to see a werewolf again.