My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 71 - 67 Collector (Seeking recommendation tickets, monthly tickets)
Chapter 71 -67: Collector (Seeking recommendation tickets, monthly tickets)
Chapter 71 -67: Collector (Seeking recommendation tickets, monthly tickets)
How audacious to collect a Darklord as an exhibit.
If they heard of such ludicrous rumors elsewhere, these people would definitely swat it off dismissively.
However, at this moment, they witnessed it with their own eyes, causing their world views to undergo a dramatic upheaval.
There was no Spiritual Power fluctuation, yet they managed to alter the rules, possessing terrifying power where their words shaped the law.
All the Beastmasters present were at a loss.
Was it a specially cursed Pet Beast of the Attached Series?
Or had this person’s spiritual power surpassed their understanding?
Was every act and move they made on a higher dimension?
Just like a character in a story, oblivious to what the author was doing.
Throughout their lives, they felt like marionettes, unable to break the fourth wall and see the real world.
Ignorance and incompetence; that was what they felt at this moment.
What shocked them even more was,
From the nonchalant attitude of the mysterious yellow-robed masked man, it seemed that this was just his latest collection, not his most powerful one!
Could it be…
That there are collections more powerful than the Overlord?
Who exactly is this guy!?
“Lucky he bears no ill will…”
The same time Leo Thompson was shocked, he also felt like he had a narrow escape.
[The collector]in front of him was mysterious, and even made demons a part of his collection.
Still, he didn’t mindlessly slaughter, even apologizing to them proactively.
People of different statuses saying the same thing yields different effects.
For instance, when Leo Thompson first heard the collector’s apology, he felt flattered, and saw the collector as someone with noble-like demeanor, having experienced lengthy eons and witnessed the changes in everything.
The stronger they are, the more they revere life.
Although unsure if they were human, it was clear that they were a powerful neutral party!
But what was their purpose in coming here?
However, he didn’t know that his supposed big shot relaxed as the atmosphere eased, relieved and grumbling to himself,
“Finally, I’ve bluffed my way through this!”
The Mousie hiding under his robe was trembling all over.
However, it was not out of fear, but excitement.
Its big black eyes were wide open, waving its paws around, and through psychic perception, it excitedly exclaimed,
“Cultivator, you’re so…so amazing.
You resolved the crisis so easily, almost blinding them with your ruse.
You’re Mousie’s god!!!”
Despite being a psychic perception, the voice was so loud that it hurt his eardrums, prompting him to quickly soothe his emotions.
If this continues, he’d be overwhelmed!
“Ying.”
The Little Spider stretched out her hand, gently stroking Mousie’s back like a tender big sister caring for her naive younger sister.
Mousie quickly calmed down, but its heaving body revealed its inner turmoil.
Its admiration for Gary Smith had reached a peak.
After the accidental slip from Mousie, it was so guilty it wanted to die, it kept crying and apologizing, ready to forcefully remove him from this dangerous place.
Yet Gary stopped it, and instead directly came with a counter-plan.
An explanation?
Screw the explanation!
The more lies you tell, the more loopholes there are.
With his lying skills, he would definitely be seen through by the crowd in front of him, making the situation more troublesome.
So, Gary chose to turn the tables, rewriting a different script.
You think I’m a follower of the evil god mutation?
Wrong, I’m just an ordinary collector!
Directly, before they could react, he had Mousie play a “Darklord Demon” fleeing, then staged a scene where he subdued the grand demon with a few sentences.
The source of the script’s idea——Journey to the West where the gods and Buddhas collected their own mounts.
The absence of spiritual power fluctuations was because all of it was fake.
If the Red Copper Spirit appeared, wouldn’t that give the game away?
So he went directly for a performance without a physical object…
To atone for its mistake, Mousie used its best acting skills, making the performance of struggling in pain in mid-air seem very real.
A completely natural performance!
So, this rendered the group of people in front of him stunned, especially since Gary left them a huge space for imagination, letting them figure out the reasons behind it.
However, in the end, as Mousie had over-exaggerated expressions, Gary worried about being found out, so he hurriedly wrapped it up.
As for why he explained it as a collection, it was something he blurted out after a flash of inspiration.
Thinking about it now, it wasn’t wrong.
After all, as the creator of Secret Food and the master of the door, whether it be the Evil God or the Void World, they’re all just materials, merely future additions to his collection.
Many coincidences have given his disguise a reasonable identity, a new carapace…
Collector!
“Once my reputation gets out there, I might really be able to make people submit without fighting.”
Gary Smith muttered to himself, not forgetting that the purpose of his trip was to purchase information about the Savage Ant and buy some necessary items.
If the stalemate continues here, tonight’s Black Market might be affected, even abruptly ended.
But the key…
He couldn’t take the initiative to speak,
That would be so low!
This guy really isn’t very bright, why hasn’t he invited me yet, if he doesn’t speak soon I’ll have to leave first, then come back after taking off the robe.
Thus, Gary Smith could only add: “It seems I’ve disturbed the gathering.”
As soon as his words fell, the atmosphere instantly froze.
Who would dare to catch this remark!
He was just being polite, if you took him seriously, there’s no telling what might happen!
Under Gary Smith’s expectant gaze, Leo Thompson finally spoke out, revealing a composed smile:
“You flatter me, it should be us who have startled your…collection.
Please be sure to attend tonight’s Night Market so I can extend to you the friendship of the landlord to make up for the previous offense, and maybe you might see something that you’re interested in.”
Gary Smith gently nodded, not saying much, maintaining the demeanor of a powerful man.
Leo Thompson was delighted.
An acceptance was a good thing, regardless of whether it was a human or not, the goal was to make as many friends as possible, and as few enemies as possible.
This is the way of the world!
And besides, a powerful person like him must be carrying a treasure, tonight’s Mutual Aid Association might have a surprise.
So he waved his hand, hundreds of Ghost Fire Lanterns, with the Soul Lantern at their core, assembled into a gigantic lantern carriage, inviting Gary Smith to ride.
Amidst the envious gaze of countless others, they grandly headed towards the Night Market.
The rest of the Ghost Fire Lanterns continued to guide the guests.
Whether it was their first time here or they were old customers of the Black Market, they only just realized, apart from walking in, they could also ride in!
This was countless times more upscale than the Ghost Fire path!
After all, one was about accepting a challenge, the other was about respectfully welcoming them in.
Compared to them, the BeastMasters from before were as significant as fireflies against the sun.
“It’s over…” Philip Morgan breathed a sigh of relief, quickly asking the two children: “Are you guys okay?”
Evelyn Walker calmly shook her head, not showing much fear, but the more she looked at the Collector, the more familiar he seemed.
Could he be one of the few who stirred up a shift in eras in the countless simulations of the future?
Philip Morgan, seeing that Evelyn Walker was fine, then looked towards his son, who seemed to have been scared silly, frozen in his tracks, and sighed.
He originally wanted to bring him out to see the world, but he didn’t expect to meet such a high-level powerhouse, leaving a deep psychological impact on him.
And now an even bigger one has come along.
“This blow, even I can’t bear, let alone this boy.
Looks like I’ll have to find a Soul System doctor to counsel him when we get back…” Philip Morgan thought worriedly, not noticing that his son’s eyes under his mask were getting brighter and brighter!
Bob Chandler, looking at the yellow-robed figure who had shocked the entire Black Market, had only three words in his mind.
So awesome!
Compared to the many strong BeastMasters before, although they were powerful, they did not have this kind of unparalleled oppressiveness.
And the reason why he admired Gary Smith was because he was constantly crushed and dominated in tactical battles, the stifling power that he dreamed of!
So he was furious when Gary Smith had given up on himself because he represented not just himself, but also the ideal Bob Chandler dreamed of!
At this moment,
He suddenly felt, what’s so great about Gary Smith?
Indeed, as his father said, Gary Smith could only run rampant in school, and was too tiny and immature compared to the strong figures outside.
Now his idol, was the Collector!
Whether it was the Evil God’s Kindred or the powerful demons, they were all just part of his collection!
This is what a real badass looks like!
