My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 946 - 289: Sorting Out the Gains! The Crown of the Decayed King! Conceptual God Technique (Request for Monthly Tickets)_2

Chapter 946: Chapter 289: Sorting Out the Gains! The Crown of the Decayed King! Conceptual God Technique (Request for Monthly Tickets)_2

He’s the enforcer of divine authority!

And the God Statue of the God of Abundance seems to be replicated based on the Pope’s likeness. However, Gary Smith didn’t reveal any secrets about the God of Abundance, instead, he was particularly curious about something else and asked:

"Was she really the number one beauty a thousand years ago? Why do I feel the statue looks a bit..."

"Are you courting death? How dare you recklessly criticize a powerhouse almost as eminent as the True King? You should know that what the followers of the Fertility Church are known for is not laziness, but pettiness. After all, with a full belly, they have all the time in the world to settle scores with you!"

Martin Pine shivered and quickly interrupted Gary Smith. He glanced around to make sure no one from the Fertility Church was present before he let out a sigh of relief. Then he leaned in close to Gary Smith and whispered:

"Actually, I don’t know either. Elliot Pine did tell me that she was very beautiful. I’ll let you know after I’ve seen her, hehe!"

The two men exchanged smiles. Discussing beautiful women and politics is in a man’s nature.

Especially the latter, no matter the topic that starts in a male dormitory, it always ends up on politics.

Martin Pine also feared Gary Smith would make another shocking remark and immediately had the Constant Crane take him away.

Gary Smith smiled as he watched him leave. This way, he had, after all, secured the assistance from someone at the Radiant Moon Tier.

Riding the Third Disaster Peacock, with Mousie’s ostentatious display of peacock feathers, he swept back to the dormitory assigned by Imperial Capital University in a swathe of tricolored divine light.

Once home, Mousie reverted to his original form, sprinted on Soul Cloud, and went straight to his "Grain Warehouse," blocking a greedy, hungry dragon—Eggy—like a valiant hero.

Mousie unsympathetically said, "You spent your allowance for the week on the very first day; everything here, I saved up through hard work."

"Roar!"

Eggy spoke, exhaling a gust of fishy wind and bloody rain, nearly blowing Mousie away. With eyes as clear but slightly stupid as those of college students, it indicated that it didn’t understand a word Mousie was saying. It quickly initiated a charge, attempting to snatch the snacks.

"Bold Wicked Dragon, today, Mousie will slay you!"

Mousie roared angrily, then was quickly suppressed.

Then the first incarnation went to battle, and due to bloodline suppression, it also fell swiftly. The second incarnation was banned from the fight by Gary Smith because its Heavenly Disaster Divine Light affected too wide of an area.

The snack defense battle ended in Mousie’s defeat, and in the end, it could only sign a humiliating and rights-stripping treaty, handing out ten bags of Potato Chips as compensation and driving Eggy away.

But it felt somewhat fortunate that this silly dragon was rather easy to fool!

"This dumb Hamster..."

Gary Smith, who had been watching the commotion, shook his head, feeling a bit of sympathy for Mousie.

Eggy might seem to have taken little, but in reality, it was all planned out; "today a town is taken, tomorrow ten towns," and so it found peace for the night, turning the stealing of snacks into something to be taken for granted.

The baseline had eroded just like that!

’I wonder when Mousie will realize that the dumbest one of the team is actually itself. Otherwise, with internal and external troubles, Mouse Bank will soon collapse, and by then, I expect that furious Worker Rats will be hanging from the lampposts.’

As Gary Smith pondered, Little Spider, dressed in a maid outfit, had already prepared today’s dinner.

Dumplings!

A specialty snack from where Gary Smith had lived in his previous life, it was said to prevent accidents and unforeseen events during dragon dance festivities.

The preparation was simple: flatten the dough into round skins, then fill them with shredded radish, mushroom meat stuffing, snow vegetables with tofu, bamboo shoots, etc. Fold it in half to wrap the ingredients. They resembled dumplings but were much larger and weren’t tightly sealed, leaving a little gap to prevent the hot filling from bursting the skin when baked, and then fry them in a bit of oil until golden brown.

The aroma was tantalizing!

Gary Smith remembered mentioning offhandedly that he missed some Delicious Food he used to eat in the past and had nearly forgotten all about it.

To his surprise, Little Spider had remembered every word and helped him recreate each dish.

Such a lovely little angel!

"So good!"

Gary Smith patted Little Spider’s head and used his hand to wipe the flour that had dusted onto her silver hair. The latter revealed a happy expression, nuzzling her cheek against her Master’s palm.

The Master was her entire little world. As long as he was happy, everything around Little Spider seemed to brighten.

Gary Smith smiled and asked, "What filling do we have today?"

"Ying ying ying!"

Snow vegetables with bamboo shoots, and green bean filling.

Gary Smith nodded in satisfaction. Dumplings truly go well with Century Egg and Lean Meat Porridge, but since there were no century eggs at home, why not use the more upscale bronze millet?

So, he procedurally cooked a large pot, then called out to the seldom-seen Foodlust Crucible and chanted a mystical incantation:

"Kneel!"

"..."

The Foodlust Crucible felt insulted, turned around angrily, and then...

Lifted its lid in a huff.

Never mind, Human Species lifespans are short,

Just endure it and it’ll be over.

In exchange for a speck of fingernail, Gary Smith gained a brand-new buff.

[Radiant Splendor]

It allowed for his spirit, blood energy recovery, and spirit energy absorption speed to be doubled from the base level, lasting for 24 hours.

Excellent. It was perfect for some extra training in Nightmare Prison!

After he finished leveling up with Delicious Food, he found that Little Spider, Mousie, Eggy, and Paper Knight were already sitting politely at the table, waiting to eat.

Gary Smith smiled, divided the meal amongst his four pets, and when it came Mousie’s turn, it hopped onto its Soul Cloud, looking smug.

With just a tiny bit of concession, it could gain a threefold amount of Food to compensate for the Potato Chips loss!