My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 1746 - 502: King of the Heavens! The Living Flames of the Burning Era! Era of the Chaotic Demon God?_2

Chapter 1746: Chapter 502: King of the Heavens! The Living Flames of the Burning Era! Era of the Chaotic Demon God?_2

Eggy stood by, watching the theatrical performance, and quietly extended a paw to crush several suspended power-charging bottles behind Red Rabbit, forcing it into low-energy standby mode.

But Red Rabbit was smarter this time, having prepared energy blocks in advance. Furious, it recharged quickly, nearly starting a fight with Eggy.

In the end, it was Little Spider who mediated, preventing a full-blown clash.

As for Mousie’s three incarnations—black red dragon ant, Third Disaster Peacock, and Thousand-Faced Wraith—they had long since fallen under the governance of the Mouse Incarnation faction.

A group of adorable hamsters stared at Gary Smith expectantly.

"We trust that the cultivator won’t let Tiny Mouse down!"

"That’s right, the cultivator must have prepared wonderful things for us!"

"Mousies are willing to brave swords and flames for the cultivator!"

"Three Law Seeds, matched perfectly to the three incarnations, can defeat the evil true Mousie, no middleman involved—what perfect love from the cultivator!"

"???" The true Mousie was utterly baffled.

What a group of traitorous mice!

The Mouse Incarnations had already begun dreaming of a bright future, causing Red Rabbit to snort coldly with disdain, loudly insisting one of the seeds would surely belong to it, and then...

An argument broke out!

Finally, amidst this chaos, Gary Smith decisively made his choice.

This time, the Law Seeds would first go to Red Rabbit, black red dragon ant, and Third Disaster Peacock to convert them into fighting power.

As for the Thousand-Faced Wraith, which had just joined, it could absorb desire to grow, and wasting precious resources on it was unnecessary.

Regarding Lara Smith, she had no interest in the Law Seeds—battle didn’t fascinate her. She only wanted to stay by her father’s side.

Forever inseparable!

The last light ball naturally belonged to the seventh divine waste of the meadow.

As the radiant light dispersed, a towering, three-meter-tall black book with a single eye appeared before Gary Smith.

Just standing there, it exuded a terrifying shadow.

It was worth noting...

Even in the meadow’s suppressed state, if unleashed outside, its true divine waste form would come to light.

Guji-guji!

On the living grimoire, the lone eye slowly rotated, turning toward Gary Smith, its pitch-black, deep gaze devoid of the slightest emotion.

Just as Pursue the Day thought this creature might need a lesson, he noticed words forming in front of the grimoire.

[Your most loyal dependent—the Destiny Imprint Grimoire extends its utmost reverence to the great Rancher!]

Beyond this, a lavish array of complimentary and flowery praises emerged, flattering him comprehensively from head to toe.

Hmm...

A strong sycophantic vibe.

Gary Smith was speechless and choked up. The recent divine wastes’ peculiar tendencies truly puzzled him.

The Broken Gears was a perfect assistant for Capitalists.

The Twilight Twins were dark and ruthless, tormenting divine wastes to worse than livestock status.

Now here came a bootlicker.

Still, being born from the Paper Deity’s divine nature, its eloquence was undeniable—each word struck the heart directly.

But Gary Smith was pragmatic; if it couldn’t create tangible value, no matter how good its words were, it would be tossed to Pursue the Day for management.

Overstepping in sycophancy was hardly a praiseworthy trait.

The Destiny Imprint Grimoire proved clever, quickly revealing its capabilities.

It could cover divine wastes’ minds with paper, preventing errant thoughts and inducing an overclocked feeding state, massively boosting soul forage efficiency and accelerating the development of divine waste products.

Even the product quality would climb to new heights.

The sole downside... it would cause lingering mental fatigue for a while.

Something akin to overdrafting the future.

But critically... the Twilight Twins could use their radiance to maintain constant euphoria in the divine wastes.

The Broken Gears could create perfect schedules to maximize divine wastes’ value extraction.

Drawbacks would exist, but they could be delayed for decades or even centuries before manifesting.

And this was the so-called...

Sustainable exploitation!

But Gary Smith, who had been around for only three years, already possessed Ecological Lord Level fighting power. Decades later, the chaotic era might well have ended—perhaps he’d already crowned himself king or ascended to a taboo status.

Even if divine wastes’ side effects blew up, they could take a break and recover. novelbuddy.cσ๓

First, collect tomorrow’s tax today—

Future generations would inherit the burden!

Moreover, through paper coverage, the profound pathways divine wastes comprehended could be imprinted, transforming them into something akin to cultivation-world transmission jades and enlightenment stones, assisting those aiming for similar advancements.

To impress Gary Smith further, the Destiny Imprint Grimoire declared that, as a book, it needed no rest and could document the meadow’s progress every second for the great Rancher.

Such conduct surprised Pursue the Day—yet it also made him uneasy...

This grimoire was now threatening his faithful lapdog position!

"Excellent!"

Gary Smith was pleased and promptly elevated the Destiny Imprint Grimoire above the Broken Gears and Twilight Twins, overseeing it directly through Pursue the Day.

Upon hearing this, the Black Goat nearly collapsed to its knees.

No rest time and relentless exploitation were bad enough.

Now, even control over its thoughts would be taken, recklessly overdrafting its future!

The road ahead was pitch black for sure!

The Broken Gears and Twilight Twins also wore grave expressions; they hadn’t anticipated such a fierce subordinate challenging their sycophant supremacy.

If this persisted, they could also turn into the exploited.

Action must be taken to undermine the grimoire’s standing!

Even the Sleeping Toad Paste sensed the brewing complications,

but... it... couldn’t... be... bothered... to... think...

Let it sleep first... then consider.

Pursue the Day coldly observed all of this. As long as the meadow’s output efficiency remained unaffected, minor disputes among subordinates would encourage enthusiasm and divert internal tensions.

Gary Smith remained unconcerned with these petty meadow intrigues.

Using recently obtained Black Goat hair, he elevated the Robe of Dusk to Eternal Giant Level, its tentacles evolving to wield tens of thousands of extensions.

The Sleeping Toad Paste boosted Heavenly Breathing expertise.

The Moon Bull produced [Genetic Milk]; while bulls producing milk seemed odd, its potent functionality allowed dependent clans to improve genetics and guaranteed the birth of a hero unit.

Gary Smith dedicated it to Eggy’s Reincarnation Worm Feast to generate unique hero units.

The Reincarnation City was still too deserted!

The Broken Gears yielded divine waste products called [Machinery Keys], enabling machines to evolve and potentially manifest special Mechanism World-granted mechanical cores.

These bypassed Mechanism World blessings, acquiring Mechanic God’s gifting authority over billions of machines indirectly.

The Twilight Twins’ items were twofold—[Twilight Tears] to amplify Light of Twilight’s speed through continuous stacking,

and [Eternal Dark Veil], enhancing Darkness Lineage skills’ proficiency, permitting multiple uses to condense corresponding dark veils as intangible armor.

Gary Smith entrusted these to Eggy and Mousie.

As for the new Destiny Imprint Grimoire, its product remained unknown, though likely impressive.

Merely processing these acquisitions could propel Gary Smith’s team’s collective strength forward several tiers.

Under the False King level, no one could pose a threat to him anymore!

"Fortune truly rewards bold risks."

Gary Smith shook his head, gripping the Ancient Spear that had become untethered following the Old God’s demise. Cracks adorned its surface as it slowly absorbed Old God radiance to mend itself.

Particularly, the River of History, wary of Gary Smith stirring trouble again, deliberately slowed the spear’s repair. Its next use would take decades.

By then, the Ancient Spear might lose its utility.

The most concerning...

It was gifted by the Faceless God, potentially hiding a Giant Pit.

"Old days... the sun..."

Gary Smith gazed at the Ancient Spear in his hand, his lips curving ever so slightly, as he devised a strategy to maximize its advantage.

Boom!

At that moment, the River of History carrying him forward abruptly paused. The previously surging historical currents calmed, becoming still.

Like furious rivers merging into seas, the tranquility wasn’t from cessation but was the rivers’ insignificance before the vast sea, unable to stir any waves.

"Where has the River of History brought me now?"

Gary Smith gazed into the chaotic, darkened world before him, bereft of Old God traces, even historical dust.

His first thought was...

Could this spear’s attack, via the taboo position, have directly brought him to the chaotic era before the Main World’s birth?

Would he need to start nurturing from chaotic demon gods?

Then, what was the purpose of his prior struggles?

As Gary Smith lamented, the world before him suddenly illuminated. Endless silver radiance like a sword split the darkness, illuminating the entire realm.

A colossal moon emerged, shining on all creation, more brilliant and dazzling than in the present reality, lighting up the River of History, even the Mother River.

This was... the Eternal Moon!?