My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 165 - 99: The Book of the Corpse Emperor, Mousie Max Level and the Dragon’s Secret Realm! (Subscription and monthly tickets requested)

Chapter 165: Chapter 99: The Book of the Corpse Emperor, Mousie Max Level and the Dragon’s Secret Realm! (Subscription and monthly tickets requested)

"The Book of the Corpse Emperor..."

Sebastian Parks muttered the name, his look one of confusion.

He was certain he had picked a pair of shoes just a moment ago. How did it suddenly become a book? In addition, the name "Corpse Emperor" sounded ominous...

It seemed related to the undead.

Although the Alliance had always emphasized that all pet beasts were equal and should not be discriminated against, most people were still wary of the Undead Companion Beasts like zombies, spirit Marionettes, White Bone Skeletons, and Resentful Spirits.

After all, fear of death was innate to every creature. Only unscrupulous bosses appreciated these tireless and obedient Undead species.

Moreover, once exposed to these Undead Companion Beasts, under the influence of their spirit, people could become gloomy as well.

It hadn’t really crossed Sebastian’s mind before, but now that he had noticed the peculiarity, he had this odd feeling as if he was touching...

Human skin?

Thinking this, Sebastian trembled so hard he almost threw the content of his hands, resisting his urge to immediately call the authorities. He cautiously unfolded it with his gloves. Discovering that it wasn’t any sort of evil sacrificial ceremony but rather, drawings that a child would scribble resembling human-shaped graffiti, he exhaled in relief.

Further inspection revealed that although the pages were treated with tannins, there were no signs of bleaching, which made the skin tone overly pale.

How could human skin be this white?

Not even a corpse would be this pale. It may be some sort of special demon.

It probably isn’t a devotee of the Evil God since they wouldn’t pay money so willingly.

"It may just be a weird necromancer Beast Tamer who wants to repair this item, resorting to illusion so as not to scare people. It’s just that I, with my exceptional mental strength, saw through it..."

Sebastian had a secret, his mental strength was far stronger than average. He was able to sense a person’s physical state or even the existence of a soul, and he could see some creatures others might miss.

Especially when passing by a cemetery, he often felt some things pulling him towards them.

He initially thought his exceptional mental strength would help him become a mighty Beastmaster then, to his disappointment...

He couldn’t unlock the BeastMaster talent, let alone open the Beast Master Space.

It was like a cruel joke from the heavens. This led to a shift in his life trajectory; he couldn’t step into the Transcendent World and was condemned to be an ordinary person.

He thought he was doomed to a lackluster life when he met a kind woman who was a low-level, clumsy Beastmaster. Many said she was just average, but to Sebastian, she was the most beautiful woman, warming half his life.

Regrettably, their blissful time was short-lived. She fell ill and died after a few years, leaving Sebastian their love’s offspring, Morgan Parks. Sebastian poured all his hopes into his son, unwilling to let him walk the same path.

At least... Let him have a choice!

Now he roughly understood that the necromancer Beast Tamer probably wanted to repair the skin of this mysterious extraordinary item, causing inadvertent camouflage that he merely saw through.

Given this, he decided to turn a blind eye to it.

The less trouble, the better.

Upon concluding this, Sebastian stored it in the iron box and tidied up his stall to head home.

In the shadows of the alley behind him, a man wearing a Blood-Red Tri-Petal Eye Mask slightly bowed. As if greeting an excellent actor’s arrival, his chorusing voice echoed like a minstrel, singing a vagrant song:

"When the stars return to their rightful places... the white pillars of heaven will collapse... mortals controlling fantasies will face backlash... the holy city of the gloomy, cold bones will arise... the ancient shadows will cover the heavenly dome... madness... slaughter... Everything begins in chaos and ends in... "

Gurgle!

A gust of wind blew by, rolling a can into the alley. The figure disappeared, leaving nothing but silence.

On the other hand, Mousie was facing for the first time in his Mouse Life...

Taking a bath.

"Ah~ So comfortable!"

Mousie was wrapped into a bundle, floating on the water’s surface, surrounded by rising steam, a faint blush on his face.

At this moment, it seemed as though all troubles had evaporated.

Having always cleaned himself through the Shadow Power, Mousie was experiencing the pleasure of bathing for the first time.

Spider Sister, also floating on the water’s surface, repeatedly splashed water on Mousie’s face, mouthfuls of bathwater unintentionally gulped.

This is domestic violence!

Unable to overcome Spider Sister just yet, the currently disadvantaged Mousie swallowed his pride, planning to command her to serve him once he has turned his fate.

As for Gary Smith, he could merely function as the perfect meat pillow.

However...

Why is Gary wearing swimming trunks!?

Scared of being a gentleman?

Is Mousie the Serena type of mouse who knows no shame?

Have the guts to remove the spider silk tying Mousie up!

That said, Mousie was just grumbling. Their relationship was more like a family, the inseparable type.

Since soaking in the bath for too long wasn’t good, Gary Smith got up after about twenty minutes. The water’s flow caused ripples, and a small wave flipped the floating Mousie over.

"Glub... Gary... Glub... you... Glub..."

Luckily, Spider Sister unravelled the spider silk prison on him in time. Otherwise, Mousie would have been reincarnated into the Soul Emperor Rat.

While at it, a resurrection ceremony was conducted,

Rise, my Mousie.

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