My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1227 - 359 Chapter: The Dark Star Phoenix! The Ecological Lord takes action! Alien Race pressure the border! The price of scheming against the truth.

Chapter 1227: 359 Chapter: The Dark Star Phoenix! The Ecological Lord takes action! Alien Race pressure the border! The price of scheming against the truth.

Elliot Pine looked at the two shamelessly colluding, and couldn’t shake the feeling...

Could it be that these two had already paired up, aiming specifically to milk him of his gold coins?

But considering that his granddaughter Serena Martin was first in theory but a blank slate in practice, Elliot doubted she had the skill.

Even if it were true, he would just consider it an advance on her dowry.

Nevertheless, he realized he had to hide his other reserves well!

"By the way, was this Teacher Hazel from before your teacher?" Gary Smith asked casually.

"Yes, she was the supervisor for my graduation thesis and also the deputy head of the Imperial Capital University’s Archaeology Department, Hazel Howlscream. She’s leading this archaeological expedition," Serena Martin replied, unsurprised that Gary Smith didn’t recognize Hazel Howlscream.

After all, the Ancient Giants were busy, many seeking opportunities for promotion to Ecological Lord or even the Truth King Realm, which meant they only had a nominal presence in the department and gave lectures occasionally.

This "occasionally" was from the perspective of their millennia-long lifespans, so for an ordinary student, seeing them twice during four years of university was already considered extremely lucky.

It was only because Serena had a Pet Beast—the Ancient Bookworm—that could restore history that she caught the attention of the latter and was taken under their wing for a while.

They had hoped to cultivate a new star in archaeology, but she turned out to be a supernova.

Especially with her recent reckless excavation, she almost got the entire team buried in the Solar Relic.

If not for their student-teacher relationship, coupled with the serendipitous discovery of the Sacred Gate of the Sun, Serena Martin would have been lying dead by now.

However, Serena didn’t mention any of this and only continued to explain to Gary Smith the substantial contributions she had made to the Relic...

Gary Smith nodded in agreement, but he knew in his heart what he had to do—once inside the Relic, if Serena didn’t follow commands, he would knock her out and carry her out.

Eliminate the danger before it had a chance to grow.

After all, when watching movies, he hated those who brought disaster to their team the most.

As for those saintly women...weren’t they just moving bait?

Through Serena’s words, Gary Smith came to learn quite valuable information as well.

For instance, the Solar Relic was built by the so-called "Ancient Elder," but it was unclear if it referred to an individual, a race, or was simply a designation.

The only certainty was that entrance to the Relic was possible only through the "Eye of the Sun Crown," which is the Sacred Gate of the Sun.

The Multiracial Platform competition wasn’t a random decree from the king’s head but based on the archaeologists’ translation, that only through battling could one attract the gaze of the Eye of the Sun Crown and receive the Sun’s Radiance.

In the end, this Radiance would coalesce into a corresponding Sun Chariot that could transfer the driver and passengers into the Relic.

The higher the ranking, the larger and more luxurious the chariot would be, and accordingly, the more seats it contained, the higher the level of access one would have to the Relic.

However, what would happen if one entered the Relic without the protection of this chariot?

Serena Martin didn’t know.

The related texts had been destroyed, leaving it uncertain whether the inhabitants of the ancient Relic had done it themselves or whether it had crumbled over the Long Eons.

But unless someone was tired of living, who would recklessly storm into a Relic that even a True King couldn’t penetrate?

It was then that Gary Smith truly understood the importance of the Multiracial competition slots, as it related to the subsequent exploration, with the archaeological team’s slot coming from a distribution by the top-tier monsters within the Alliance Interior.

That is, the Borderland’s number one Evil Spirit.

While they discussed, more and more geniuses from the Human Clan and Alliance powerhouses gathered to witness this battle crucial to the fate of their Clan.

No matter who arrived, they all had to steal glances at Gary Smith, the obvious standout from the Borderland, because there were so many—Elliot Pine’s social anxiety was flaring up at his old age, forcing him to remain silent with a cold face, pretending to be an Expert.

"See that? The Border Emperor, my junior!"

Serena Martin, on the other hand, was quite open about it, shoulder to shoulder with Gary Smith. Whenever she saw friends she recognized, she even bragged a bit; to those unaware, it appeared she was showing off her own man.

She also secretly suggested to Gary Smith that they partner up to sell a few more slots and make a big profit, but he declined, stating that he was not that kind of person.

Serena thought he was just shy, but what he meant was...

He wasn’t the kind to share Money with others, rejecting the idea of middlemen.

The kid was too greedy!

"Is this Gary Smith?"

"The yellow fur from the Borderland..."

"He seems skilled enough at a glance, but I’m not sure where his strength peaks. Can he compare with the others?"

Most geniuses nodded in acknowledgment or observed out of curiosity, and while some wanted to spar with Gary Smith to gauge his level, none bore ill will.

After all, once on the battlefield, they would be comrades-in-arms; there was no need to make enemies for no reason.

There were a few from Noble Families of Beast Control who didn’t like Gary Smith’s grassroots background and his supposedly high-and-mighty attitude, but they were few in number. They merely snorted coldly without saying much, choosing to ignore him outright.

They were arrogant, not fools.

The weak had no right to challenge the strong. Anyone who had reached the Radiant Moon Tier had lived for decades, if not centuries, and had vast life experiences. Even without Family elders giving advice, they wouldn’t step forward to stir trouble at the Multiracial Fighting Arena—a moment when the Human Clan presented a united front to the outside world.

With Gary Smith’s temperament, he would surely label them as traitors and beat them up on the spot; then, there would be nowhere to cry.

Besides, they had seen Gary’s declarations from the Borderland; his remark that "this generation of Beastmasters will cross the Abyss and realize the unfulfilled dreams of their ancestors" also had their approval.

As Time passed, more and more powerhouses arrived near the Solar Relic, including several Giants and Ecological Lords.