The next day.
Yukong Beast Hall.
Though there's still about half an hour until the official match starts, the spectator seats are already packed with people.
People and Pet Beasts are excitedly discussing the contestants they support.
"Do you think Huang Hailu will send out his ace Pet Beast today?"
"Snore snore!"
"I think he will! It's the match to advance to the top 27, after all. The chance of B-level Beastmasters meeting B-level Beastmasters is quite high."
"Snore snore!"
With a predominantly white body, the Pet Beast, resembling a spherical object about twenty centimeters in diameter, continuously speaks, causing nearby spectators to start feeling drowsy.
One spectator, who had stronger willpower, turned his head unhappily:
"Could you please ask your Sleepy Ball to stop talking?"
Sleepy Ball, a Psychic Series Basic-level Pet Beast, has a tone of speech that naturally makes people sleepy.
"Sorry, sorry." The Beast Tamer of Sleepy Ball manually muted it.
