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My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God

Gary Smith arrived in a peculiar world of beastmasters, where an ancient taboo was reborn from the depth of time, and an evil god was lurking. In this world, birds and beasts, rivers and mountains, even elements could spawn spiritual power and turn into pet beasts. Among them, the powerful ones became ecological niches by themselves, radiating secret realm ecosystems such as the Yellow Spring, Skeleton Kingdom, Succubus Nest, and Kingdom of the Sky Tree, nurturing countless followers. The beastmasters make contracts with the pet beasts, nurture them, and control the spiritual power. After witnessing the "Taboo Sun" event, Gary Smith obtained the ability to extract materials from everything in the world and compile "Secret Food". Through the Evolutionary Secret Food, the combination of "The Shattered Dusk World" + "Ancient Dragon’s Dead Egg" results in the Feast of the End. When the pet beast consumes it, it evolves into the Dusk Dragon God. The Dusk Domain erodes the world, turning into the God at the end of time. The Skill Secret Food allows the pet beasts to plunder skills from everything, becoming omniscient and omnipotent. The Sacrificial Secret Food snatches the taboo time, sacrifices the ancient beings, and blasphemes against the gods. His style of beast control also started to become peculiar. There is the Spider Shadow that devours ancient dragons and weaves dreams of all lives with its threads, the Red Master that pollutes the multiverse, and the Devourer of the Realms, who consumes worlds... In response to this, he explained, "My pet beasts are just a bit peculiar. They really are not evil gods!"

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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.