"Xiaoyu, good morning!"
"Lin Su, good morning..." Encountering Lin Su also descending the stairs, Zhang Xiaoyu rubbed his bleary eyes and greeted him subconsciously.
However, when he caught a glimpse of Spirit draped in a cloak and wearing a magic hat following behind Lin Su, he suddenly felt wide awake.
"Is that your Spirit?" Zhang Xiaoyu rubbed his eyes hard, suspecting he was still half-asleep and seeing things.
When he looked at Spirit again and realized it wasn't his imagination, his face instantly filled with astonishment and confusion, "How did it change so much all of a sudden?"
If previously Spirit resembled a little imp running around naked, now it seemed to have grown overnight.
Not only had its appearance and physique changed so markedly, but the energy fluctuations that could be faintly sensed were also much stronger than before.
This feeling...
Could it be...
Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes widened in shock, he exclaimed as if seeing a ghost, "It evolved?!"