My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 334 - 139: The Mythical Creature, Mouse God Fishing Alone for Eternity (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_4

Chapter 334: Chapter 139: The Mythical Creature, Mouse God Fishing Alone for Eternity (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_4

Crossing the Yellow Spring was undoubtedly challenging. Spiritual energy blocked the sky above, making flight impossible, sailing was fraught with danger, and there was a mysterious creature sealed beneath the river.

"This is a bit tricky..."

Serena Martin was still in ’Investigator’ mode, looking at the Yellow Spring’s waters, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, feeling somewhat challenged.

In fact, destroying the ceremony would cause Yellow Spring to collapse and dissipate, but it would revive the mysterious entity suppressed by three deaths.

An entity capable of annihilating a civilization was definitely not something simple, small mistakes could lead to severe consequences.

Evelyn Walker, in contrast, was leisurely picking Other Shore Flowers by the Yellow Spring, even tucking a flower behind her ear, appearing beautiful and charming.

Bob Chandler wished he could breathe in less hallucinogenic toxins.

Every time Gary Smith enjoyed himself, he suffered, and after everything, he had to edit videos for Gary Smith, help him gain fame, and help him buy popularity with a significant portion of the profits...

No one had a harder time than him!

As for Ginger Thorn... She didn’t want to think, so she led a group of nuns in singing a hymn, conjuring a considerable amount of thorns that interwove, preparing to build a bridge directly.

"What a great approach!"

"Almost forgot, we can’t fly over, but we can build a bridge!"

"Thorn Church might be a bit dupe and dry, but they really do know their construction!"

"..."

Soon, the Thorn Bridge was completed. Ginger Thorn wiped the sweat from her forehead, looked at Gary Smith, and prepared to invite him.

My bridge is big, let’s walk together!

But before she could speak, Yellow Spring’s water surged, splashing onto the Thorn Bridge, which with a visible speed begins to wilt and shrivel, finally collapsing into the Yellow Spring, annihilating in an instant.

This scene extinguished the thoughts of those who intended to pay for crossing the bridge, relieved they hadn’t walked over. Otherwise, Abyss City would have a few more widows.

Afterwards, people tried to build stone bridges, bring down divine temples, even follow Gary’s example of throwing bricks into it... yet without exception, all failed, dissolved by the waters of Yellow Spring. One person even tried to urinate into Yellow Spring and nearly got himself killed.

This scene made everyone consider giving up. This Yellow Spring secret realm was indeed not easy to cross, and it seemed the hundred thousand dollars bet could only be considered as paying to see the scenery.

And in their perspective, although Yellow Spring Secret Realm was not as dangerous as the previous two, because the rules were simple and straightforward, there weren’t even any loopholes to exploit.

In other words, it would be difficult for Gary Smith to pass!

After all, Little Spider tried using the Ruins Gundam, but even the gears were corroded and the repair speed significantly reduced due to something in the lake bed.

Considering this, everyone suddenly felt relieved, as if they’d made a profit by watching others suffer a loss.

Gary Smith ignored them and directly approached the Yellow Spring, sensing the boiling death energy within, he said to Mousie, who was already hidden in his pocket:

"I need your help, and I’ll give you twenty packs of potato chips!"

"Hmph, this is just a small matter. Ten packs would have been enough. Who helped hold together this family after all but Mousie!"

Mousie thought Gary Smith was thanking him for helping Little Spider operate the Ruins Gundam. He was modest verbally, but the corners of his mouth had involuntarily curved upwards.

Gary Smith didn’t say much, just petted Mousie, making it so happy that its eyes narrowed.

"Don’t...cultivator...this isn’t good...that...yes...cultivator, you’re amazing..."

Mousie symbolically struggled a few times, then honestly began to enjoy the massage from the cultivator, feeling victorious inside.

How embarrassing, Spider Sister is here too and the cultivator only thanked me, she won’t be upset, will she?

I’m not the kind of Mousie who wrecks someone’s home, I don’t like fighting, but it’s okay, I will care for cultivator geigei...

While Mousie was pondering, he suddenly realized that the cultivator’s hand had let go. Just as he was about to complain that it wasn’t enough, he found himself suspended in mid-air.

What’s happening?

Looking down, Mousie found that he was wrapped in silk thread, and Gary Smith’s hand now held a spider-silk fishing rod.

"What...does this mean?"

Mousie slowly sent a question mark, a foreboding feeling emerging in his heart.

Gary Smith justified himself by saying, "Let the Mouse God fish for eternity, and didn’t you just agree?"

To break through the Yellow Spring, Mousie was key!

"When did I...glug...’

Mousie wanted to speak, but Gary Smith swung the fishing rod, throwing him out directly into the Yellow Spring.

"Gurgul...Cultivator...you.....Gurgl...you’re not human..."

"You are...truly a dog!"