My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1176 - 346: Sorting Out the Spoils! The Thousand-Faced World Tree! The Multiracial Hegemony Battle! The Birth of a New Divine Waste_2

Chapter 1176: Chapter 346: Sorting Out the Spoils! The Thousand-Faced World Tree! The Multiracial Hegemony Battle! The Birth of a New Divine Waste_2

In addition, there were rewards like life-extending divine medicine, enhancements to Pet Beasts’ talents, and treasures that unlock new evolutions, among others.

More importantly, the Alliance also had rewards for geniuses who participated in the Multiracial Platform.

The first was a military rank equivalent to that of a junior general. One could start directly as a military officer when the war began, without having to struggle at the bottom, and the higher the rank, the faster the promotion. With enough slots, one could even become the leader of a Battle Group outright.

This was not a mere title but genuine authority, qualifying one to command tens of thousands of soldiers at the Morning Star Level. In the borderlands, one could be considered beyond the emperor’s reach.

As long as one acted outside the territory of the Human Clan and allied races, even atrocities like looting, pillaging, and daily nuptials would go unpunished. No matter the amount of War Trophies collected, one only needed to submit a tenth, the rest could be distributed at will.

One could say it was akin to being a local warlord, powerful and influential.

As for the reason, it was quite simple...

If the Alliance were to fund the military expenses entirely, it would inevitably lead to corruption and embezzlement, an aspect of human nature and a significant burden on the Alliance.

It was more economical to unleash these people to wreak havoc on other races and save money; how much one earned was dependent on one’s own capabilities.

Although it might still involve some underhanded dealings, the overall benefits outweighed the disadvantages, turning the entire human species into a war machine.

When it came to earning money, the soldiers’ combat prowess was unimaginable.

Lilith once said, "The Abyssal Demons often marvel at the fragility of humans, yet Human Beast Masters are a ferocious ’combat race’."

Even if one was a lone wolf who disliked leading troops, there was the option to exchange military ranks or treasures obtained from relics for equivalent treasures.

Beneath this call-to-arms was a list full of Extraordinary Materials, dazzling in variety, even including some items from the treasuries of the Kings, all sorts of excellent things not seen on ordinary days.

Although it was just bait, and most people wouldn’t be involved, it was still enough to make one’s blood boil with excitement.

Gary Smith was tempted, but before making a decision, he had to consult his own Pet Beasts, "What do you think?"

"Ying!" Little Spider nodded its head, indicating that it would follow Master wherever he went, and then it lowered its head to continue knitting a sweater.

By the time they made it to the borderlands, autumn would be approaching; it was time to prepare new clothes for Master and Mousie and the others.

This time, with the addition of Red Rabbit as a new family member, it had to redesign the complete family portrait, including a new doll—in particular, Master’s Rancher Form was just too...

Adorable!

It wanted to finish knitting it soon so it could hug it while sleeping at night!

(*°O°*)

Mousie, excited by the conversation, raised her little paw and asked, "Cultivator, will Mousie get more Potato Chips rewards if she beats them?"

"There would be indeed..." Gary Smith nodded, observing Mousie sharpening its knives and reminded, "But this time the age limit is set at two hundred years, and many opponents with deep backgrounds will appear.

Although not necessarily Ancient Giants, the likelihood of encountering Descendants of the True King and centennial Evil Spirits is extremely high. Aren’t you afraid that, instead of getting Potato Chips, you might end up turned into mouse chips?"

Mousie’s current combat power was at the bottom of the team. Although its two incarnations also had combat power, because it often defaulted on its accounts as a Mouse Incarnation, along with embezzling combat loss subsidies, it frequently sparked protests, leading to a slow improvement in skill proficiency.

If this continued, it might be overtaken by Red Rabbit and become the complete bottom,

And be demoted to a household slave of the Five Surnames!

"..."

Feeling insulted by Cultivator’s mistrustful gaze, Mousie felt incredibly wronged but couldn’t find any evidence to prove itself.

It secretly vowed to bury all these people, to make Cultivator rethink!

"Roar!"

Eggy yawned lazily, eyeing Mousie with many of its own. It didn’t pursue the matter further, instead pondering something of greater significance.

Alien Race... Are they tasty?

Paper Knight remained silent throughout the discussion, contemplating:

’Since there are so many enemies, perhaps I can ask if they’re willing to voluntarily sacrifice themselves, using their bones to assemble a marvel for Master, thereby showcasing Master’s valor!’

Coming up with such an excellent plan filled with Virtue made Paper Knight proud.

It looked up at the Sky where the Taboo Sun was dispersing the night, once again illuminating the World with its Golden Radiance, and felt all warm and cozy.

’Under Master’s influence, I am getting closer to becoming the Perfect Knight!’

"Roar!"

Red Rabbit had no objections. Rather, it was so stuffed from its feast in the Mechanism King’s Domain that it was now lying on the ground, digesting.

"Very well!"

With unanimous approval, Gary Smith began to sort through the spoils from the trip to the Mechanism King’s Domain.

The King of Order had already settled his account before departing, giving him three types of compensation.

The first was because the True King Level could see through the "Protector of Destiny" shield, so the Lady of the World saw Mousie and the Thousand-faced Soul Tree looming behind it.

She was familiar with the Seven Great Royal Trees that were of the same Status Level as the primal World Tree, though she couldn’t help being surprised at Gary Smith’s good fortune in finding a Pet Beast capable of housing a descendant of an Emperor Tree, especially one as inconspicuous as a Hamster!

As for the incarnations, since they are independent entities, she did not give it much thought.

She merely felt that the discovery of the Ghost Tree was indeed dangerous, which explained why Gary Smith hid it.

After all, the ability to sacrifice oneself in place of others would tempt even a True King, regardless of their power requiring more souls.

However, no one could resist a second life,

Especially that crowned figure in the Netherworld King’s Domain!