Seeing Bai Qi being so sensible, Zhao Futu was quite pleased.
These days, young people who were talented and willing to work were becoming rarer. They wondered when they, the old men, would be able to retire.
"By the way, I heard you've concocted something called a Spirit-Control Orb? Can I see it?"
Bai Qi nodded, took out a Spirit-Control Orb, and handed it to Zhao Futu.
Zhao Futu took the Orb and gave it a brief look before smiling, "You certainly have ideas, which is characteristic of young people. Unfortunately, Gaia's will has not appeared for many years. Otherwise, your Spirit-Control Orb might have become mainstream."
Bai Qi shook his head, "The Chairman thinks too much of me. Without a Soul Contract, a beast and its Beast Master cannot grow together. The limit is still too low."
"I don't agree. Everything needs time to mature. What if one day you invent a device that aids evolution?"