My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 209 - 111: Gary Smith’s Bird is Gone! (Seeking Monthly Ticket)_4

Chapter 209: Chapter 111: Gary Smith’s Bird is Gone! (Seeking Monthly Ticket)_4

The rest of the group heard this and felt the plan was feasible, but had one question:

"You mean you’re going to lead?"

"Who else could it be besides me?" George Russell spoke calmly, with two Summoning Formations materializing behind him.

A giant snail bearing an iron house on its back appeared along with a tangible small whirlwind.

"This is an evolved species of the House Snail - the Iron House Snail, which has a larger space compared to the House Snail. With a little squeezing, and a few more on the roof, it can accommodate twenty-one people. As for the issue of slow speed, my Wind Spirit can use the [Sailing with the wind] skill to speed it up, which is much faster than walking."

George Russell spoke confidently. Although his plan to fish for more Dragon-faced Carp had failed, Gary Smith’s act of selling Dragon-faced Carp and helping more than twenty people through the first round of tests had given him a different hope.

As long as everyone’s strength is concentrated, this level can be easily passed.

He wasn’t afraid of anyone refusing because they didn’t have a choice.

Everyone else was also tempted to hear this, after all, it is the best option at present. With George as a Union Researcher leading with his identity and strength, they were convinced that he wouldn’t abandon them halfway.

However, some people still had objections:

"Why not find Gary Smith? He has a total worth of more than three hundred revival coins. It’s impossible to defeat this group of Bloodthirsty Dragon Trees even if they are fought to the death. Isn’t it better to simply spend money to let him lead us through?"

George Russell remained calm, but he did not retort. He didn’t believe Gary Smith would add too many competitors, but those who had experienced Gary selling fish had a different view.

"Yeah, this method costs money, but it’s safer..."

"I’m rich at home, I don’t mind spending money just to see the third layer."

"His bird should be larger than mine by a lot!" blurted out a buzzcut lad, causing sudden silence. Everyone around stared at him with odd expressions. Some girls blushed and couldn’t help but spit.

The buzzcut young man turned as red as a monkey’s butt and quickly explained, "What are you thinking! I was talking about the Guide Bird!"

"So were we!"

Everyone responded in unison, then turned to look at Gary Smith, who was standing in the corner. To their surprise, there was no massive Guide Bird beside Gary as they had imagined, not even a regular Guide Bird.

So... where did Gary’s Guide Bird go?

The crowd was stunned. Seeing everyone’s reactions, George’s pupils contracted. He quickly asked:

"What’s going on?"

Even Gary Smith was puzzled, spreading his palms and saying: "I don’t know, the portal simply just closed without giving me a chance to summon a Guide Bird..."

"How..." George, who had everything under control, suddenly felt a fog in his mind and couldn’t figure out what had happened.

Was it because Gary fished so much in the first layer that the relic card was bugged?

George couldn’t figure it out, but he still extended an invitation:

"In that case, do you want to join us?"

The third layer was an unknown domain that had not been explored, and the level of danger was also unknown, so they needed a powerful companion.

Both in wisdom and power, Gary Smith fit this requirement.

"No need, your Iron House Snail already has difficulty accommodating 21 people, I won’t occupy your places since I don’t have any Revival Coins. Besides, my Guide Bird may not necessarily be gone, maybe it’s just a delay at the relic."

Gary shook his head and declined the invitation.

Although it was a bit of a pain not having a Guide Bird, Gary wasn’t panicked. Worst case scenario, he would use Mousie as a disguise, sneakily blending in like a husky in a pack of wolves, which was even safer.

Furthermore... he kept hearing a faint call, as if his Guide Bird was not gone, but just looking for him. In other words...

My navigation bird... got lost first?

What kind of hellish joke is this?!

"Alright!"

George Russell did not linger either, after all, Gary Smith who discovered the regularity of the first layer might very well discover the regularity of the second layer.

Seeing this, the rest of the people gave up on the idea of clinging to Gary Smith. They didn’t have his confidence to keep waiting, and decided it would be better to stick together for warmth.

So, all twenty people squeezed into the Iron House Snail. Those with additional speed types or auxiliary type Pet Beasts stood on the roof of the house, obeying George Russell’s direction.

"Let’s go!"

George Russell gave the order. The Iron House Snail, enhanced by the Wind Spirit and many pet beasts, started off majestically, its speed astonishing. Under the guidance of the Guide Bird, it quickly approached the deadwood forest.

At first, everything was calm. But as the Guide Bird got further inside, its red light became more and more weak, and the navigation direction began to blur. When they reached one-tenth of the way in, they faced their first obstacle.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A navigation error led them directly into the detection circle of the Bloodthirsty Dragon Tree. Its root tendrils whistled through the air like iron whips. Everyone held their breath as they faced the life-or-death crisis and couldn’t help panicking.

However, George Russell calmly commanded, "Oliver Harris, use your Revival Coin!"

During the previous exchange, he had memorized everyone’s names.

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light shot out from the Iron House Snail, blocking the attack of the Bloodthirsty Dragon Tree. The latter, too, did not continue its attack.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Their esteem for George Russell grew as the journey that followed, albeit not easy, was smoothly navigated.

Furthermore, he used up the Revival Coins of the more hesitant and timid individuals early on, to prevent their potential hindrance when the situation got dire later.

In the process that followed, although there were many accidents, under the calm command of George Russell, they quickly crossed a third of the deadwood forest. The rest of the team had completely surrendered to his leadership, and the team had initially taken shape.

"He has a good grasp of people’s hearts!"

Looking at the Iron House Snail burrowing straight ahead, Gary Smith couldn’t help admiring. However, he hadn’t started off yet, not because he wasn’t in a rush, but because the calling was getting closer.

But he still hadn’t seen his bird,

Where on earth could it be?

"Almost there!"

On the other side, George Russell had consumed eighteen Revival Coins and had already traversed nine-tenths of the way. Victory was within reach.

But he did not let his guard down. Instead, he proceeded with even more caution. As expected, he encountered attacks from nine Bloodthirsty Dragon Trees in the end. After paying the price of two Revival Coins, he smoothly passed through, arriving in front of the portal to the next secret realm.

And he had not even used his own Revival Coin yet!

"We made it!"

The group cheered. They hadn’t expected to pass the second level unscathed, relying on the strength of the team, especially since everyone had contributed. They couldn’t help feeling proud.

Meanwhile, the ability demonstrated by George Russell amazed them.

Some people couldn’t help but look back and see Gary Smith still standing in the same spot. They were curious if he couldn’t pass, or was he planning to repeat his heroic act from the first round?

But the second level was clearly more stringent than the first, and it seemed challenging to find a pattern.

Even a legendary investigator can’t always be successful, can they?

A lot of people felt a sense of relief in their hearts, glad that Gary hadn’t come with them. If this strong enemy got eliminated at this level, it would be a good thing.

"Aren’t you going yet?"

George Russell also turned around and gazed at Gary Smith in the distance. Noticing the latter’s peculiar expression, he slowly lifted his head.

"What are you looking at in the sky?"

George Russell was puzzled. He also looked up to the sky, but the sight that met his eyes made his pupils dilate, his jaw dropped, but like an invisible hand was gripping his throat, he couldn’t make a sound.

Many others, copying him, also looked upwards and sank into a state of shock.

The bald young man from before curiously peeked out to take a look and was completely stunned. He uttered in a trembling voice:

"Gary ... Gary Smith’s bird ... it’s too big, isn’t it!"