My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 373 - 150: Trouble! Mousie gets a big upgrade, embryonic form of Earth and Heavens Transformation (seeking monthly tickets)_3

Chapter 373: Chapter 150: Trouble! Mousie gets a big upgrade, embryonic form of Earth and Heavens Transformation (seeking monthly tickets)_3

This extravagance sent quite a shockwave through the crowd, making a group of people give them sidelong glances. Several mysterious individuals’ eyes turned red with envy, some of whose money also contributed to their opulence.

"Sigh, I’m broke again ...."

Only Gary Smith knew the real hardship behind it. His wallet had barely plumped up over a few days, but now it was paltry again, leaving only about 1 million.

It might sound like a lot, but for him now, it was barely enough to scrape by.

If it weren’t for the Breeder Association sponsoring a large amount of supplements and Beast Food, plus Eggy sleeping for a long time and not yet fully evolving, he wouldn’t have been able to afford the upkeeping of pet beasts anymore.

Being a Beastmaster is a money-burning job, and relying purely on plunder would inevitably led to downfall.

Therefore, most of the time, Beastmasters would exploit the advantages of their pet beasts, selling some related products, like selling fur and blood of beast types, element crystals of elemental types, leaves or pruned branches of plant types, etc...

Even the Cult of Evil God would have its own unique features, constructing a special ecology.

Most of the materials on the market come from such sources.

However, small-scale operations like these were manageable, but if you want to transform the Beastmaster’s Space, you need to establish a suitable logistic force. Alternatively, you could manage your own Beast Master Space, form a supply chain to sustain yourself.

The reason why Morning Star level was referred to as an overlord was not only because of its power but also because it held resources that could sustain a large force.

Gary Smith suddenly felt that he was also a superstitious person. He needed to pay homage to the God of Wealth when he got home, so the God of Poverty wouldn’t visit.

After the transaction, Gary Smith and Charles Brown left the conference hall via the curved passageway, with no one tailing them along the way.

The main reason was that there was no use in following. Joy Street was situated in a special Space, and wherever you entered from, you would return to the same place, provided it was within a large domain.

Unless you forcibly tore through Space to follow, the result... would probably be landing on the edge of Abyss City, and then you would be blasted by a round from the Star Cluster Beast Tower.

However, Gary Smith and Charles Brown didn’t rush off but took a detour to get a Fishman Massage, experiencing what it’s like to have a top-notch massage therapist.

What a blast!

"I just found out, it feels so good to be slapped by a fish fin. If you think about it, mermaids are not unacceptable either, different races are indeed more interesting than the human species.

Plus, listening to those old fishmen talk about the advanced form of fishmen - the Deep Divers, who mastered the skill - Deep Ocean Combo, would make one feel like sinking into the deep sea and then rising again. I must try this when I get a chance..."

Gary Smith was now back at home, while Charles Brown... had run off to drink at the Small Tavern. Before leaving, he specifically instructed Gary Smith, if he was going to find the Primitive Rising Spirit Tree, he must call him.

Although Gary Smith had already made a fortune, Charles Brown was afraid that this kid might go and court death on his own.

To this, Gary’s response was "Next time, for sure!"

Surprisingly, Mousie didn’t return to the sofa. Its small eyes were staring at Gary Smith, expectantly saying:

"This time... It’s my turn to eat that huge thing, right? Don’t worry, my mouth is big. I can force it down if I have to!"

"..."

Gary Smith kept looking around, feeling something was odd about this hamster. Whatever it said, it gave off a chilling vibe.

No wonder its fur has turned yellower.

If this continues, it can’t be kept anymore!

However, the materials collected this time were indeed prepared for Mousie to make up for its weaknesses.

Before this, Gary Smith gave Mousie the nether soil to let the Thousand-faced Soul Tree absorb it, which increased a wave of skill proficiency.

As for the Space Fragments, they were handed over to Little Spider. Through the Void Nest, it created ten Elite Pinnacle Shimmering Spiders. Together with the previous five, the total number shot up to fifteen.

They could already form a small beheading squad.

"Ying! Ying! Ying!"

Little Spider issued orders, and the Shimmering Spiders lined up in a square formation, constantly changing their positions according to its commands. At the same time, they were engaged in small-scale clashes. A battle of shadowy figures in mid-air caused sparks to fly, leaving behind a series of afterimages.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The battle was fierce, if it weren’t for the soundproof spider silk set up in advance, they would have been complained about by the neighbors.

However, Gary Smith was quite satisfied with this. The power of the Beast King System was finally beginning to show. The Shimmering Spiders were no longer just scouts, but real warriors.

They could form battle formations under command, providing assistance in battle, clearing the battlefield, collecting war spoils and so on. Once they advanced to the Leadership Stage, they would have the ability to break through and cleanse a small town.

Apart from that, Little Spider was also interested in the Mysterious Ritual ability that Lisa Brown possessed. Therefore, when she returned, she asked Gary Smith to buy her a generic Occultism Primer for her to study.

As for the words... Little Spider had researched them herself over time, and if she really didn’t understand, she could always refer to a dictionary and compare them one by one.

Such a studious Little Spider! վ’ᴗ’ի

Just that... Gary Smith felt a sense of blindness watching Little Spider study with its Inner Eye.

’Forget it, a love for learning is a good thing. It’s always better than a certain Capitalist hamster who is about to be hanged from a street lamp!’

Gary Smith grumbled to himself, then entered Creator Mode. The Chaos Streams swallowed the world in front of his eyes, and he transformed into the Thousand-Handed Demon God.

Boom!

The casual wave of an arm set the entire Chaotic World into a frenzy. Every single indention possessed the great power of opening up the world. All order and laws seemed miniscule before it.

Unfortunately, his current strength was too low. The real power of the Thousand-Handed Demon God was hidden behind a layer of mosaic. If not, he would be eroded by the high-dimensional power.

The Key of Truth was always generous and eager to fill him up, but sadly, Gary Smith was a thin dog and couldn’t bear it.