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World of Beasts: I Can See Their Hidden Stats!

"Locke transmigrated into an era where everyone had Battle Beasts. Daemons were rampant and humans were forced to build walls around their dwellings while depending on Beastmasters to keep those monsters at bay. It was time for academies to open their enrollments and Locke only had a small snake that everyone claimed was useless! ""A snake? Isn't this just a normal snake? What a useless Battle Beast."" ""What potential can a snake have? Even if it evolves into a two-headed snake that's still only Level 1 strength. You might as well continue living like any other normal folk."" ""Who are you kidding? What makes you think you have what it takes to enter a Beastmaster University?"" Locke stayed calm as countless classmates and teachers mocked and made fun of him while he turned to his System's interface. ""All Beasts Hidden Evolution Paths!"" From a Two-headed snake to a Fire-and-Ice Two-headed snake... Then to a Demonic Shadow Snake... a Bright Serpent... Before finally, evolving into Medusa..."

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The Situation Is Getting Serious

Biên tập viên: EndlessFantasy Translation

While he was in the air, Locke spotted several pedestrians holding plastic bags containing the ketchup bottles.

He also spotted the bottles in several open-air restaurants.

To Locke, these people seemed possessed.

However, Locke was aware that his chances of stopping the spread of the ketchup was extremely low.

The moment he entered the academy, Locke encountered Tristan.

"Locke, I was just about to call you. Let's go get a meal together, I found this killer dish that I'm sure you'd like as well..."

Locke's heart skipped a beat upon hearing those words.

Upon closer inspection, Locke noticed that Tristan was carrying several ketchup bottles in his paper bag!

Locke frowned and immediately explained the truth of the matter.

"Oh my God... But we didn't feel anything wrong when we ate it.." Trista stared at the ketchup bottles in shock.

Locke could not help but commend Armstrong's chemical genius.