Upon hearing Chen Qiyue's words, the Fat-Eyed Worm was slightly stunned before its eyes lit up.
In that case, even if the Silkworm was small, its strength would not be much weaker.
Chen Qiyue saw the Fat-Eyed Worm's expression and knew what she was thinking. He smiled and said, "And it might not be bad. You might be even stronger."
After cleaning up the Fat-Eyed Worm's fair and chubby body, he quickly picked up the tree fruit and took out the hand-crushing machine. He began to squeeze juice and prepared to make a new ointment.
The Fat-Eyed Worm stayed obediently at the side and watched Chen Qiyue make the ointment.
Gu Qiaoqiao, Wen Xiangqin, and the others naturally arranged their own training at the side.
Hou Fei himself had many speed and agility Fantastic Beasts. He also had a large flying Fantastic Beast, the Golden Saber Eagle, so he was not worried about falling over the mountain.