My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 1495 - 429: Making Mousie Evolutionary Secret Food! Lu’s Oral Therapy! The Terror of the Thousand-Handed Demon God_4
Chapter 1495: Chapter 429: Making Mousie Evolutionary Secret Food! Lu’s Oral Therapy! The Terror of the Thousand-Handed Demon God_4
Originally, the Mouse Incarnation could have substituted, but it was discovered... the Tushita Wisdom Tree had triggered a backlash due to touching the Long River of Time and had entered a cooling phase. It required some time to repair.
Could Mousie only be a fool for a while?
"Don’t worry, I have a way."
Gary Smith spoke.
He had anticipated this possibility and thought that the World Honored One, in a state of absolute wisdom, would choose to avoid it and retain some intelligence to rest.
But... it was merely out of fear of him getting into trouble.
Even though Mousie understood that Gary Smith had a multitude of bottom cards, capable of retreating at any time, it still chose to give its all.
"This silly mouse, I’ve told it several times, the wise should know to avoid danger..."
Gary Smith stroked Mousie’s head, truly moved in his heart.
As for his method...
In terms of compensating for the deficiencies of Pet Beasts, whether it’s any Secret Method, resources, Curse Technique or Grace from Deities, none could compare to Evolution!
This place is one of the three major realms, the Beast Master Realm!
Even the weakest Pet Beasts, theoretically, could evolve countless times.
It could transform a ground insect into a Colossal Dragon soaring the skies, changing its own species, a miracle akin to the Creator’s handiwork.
Each time a Pet Beast evolves, it draws closer, resonating with the Mother River, receiving Grace, purging most of its flaws and hidden injuries, and obtaining a transformation of spirit and flesh, advancing into a higher life form.
To the creatures of the Beast Master Realm, this is common knowledge.
But in other realms, like Alicia Carr from the Realm of Sickness, she said this is equivalent to receiving the blessing of the main world Rules, a scene so grand that most practitioners could not touch in their lifetimes.
To hear the doctrine in the morning and die in the evening would be enough!
And Gary Smith’s Evolutionary Secret Food could disregard all rules, forcibly initiating the advancement of life!
"But then again, the World Honored One Demon Rat should have considered this issue, or does it think... this chaotic state of cognitive disarray is more suitable for evolution?"
Gary Smith, reflective, didn’t waste time, and directly opened the "Thousand Hands Workbench."
Boom!
The thought emerged instantly, his vision overwhelmed by endless Chaos Streams.
Boom!
Above the Dark Infinity Chaotic Sea, the colossal Thousand-Handed Demon God revived, thousands of arms swinging, its mere residual waves created billions of worlds.
The smallest of these was even more complete, vast, and structured with countless Rules Lock Chains than the ecological sacraments created by top-tier Deities.
Click click click!
Even many worlds began to develop consciousness, striving to survive under their basic instincts, only to sadly be swallowed by Chaos Streams in the blink of an eye, returning to nothingness.
As his strength continually increased, the chaos mists above the Thousand-Handed Demon God gradually thinned, and what Gary Smith saw became clearer.
The more he understood, the more he felt his own insignificance.
Even the Mother of Twilight would appear dim in front of the Thousand-Handed Demon God!
"Truth... door... thousand hands... chaos..."
Gary Smith quietly murmured, looking towards the boundless chaos, where one arm delved deep, retrieving the hidden Primordial Furnace.
Boom!
Inside, the Primordial Flame burned brightly, its Radiance flashing.
Whether it was Finlay Goodman’s delusion, he felt that the Flames inside were far hotter and more dangerous than the Supreme Sun. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
"Next, it’s time to create Mousie’s Evolutionary Secret Food."
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PS: A 6000-word long Chapter, with rapidly declining performance over a few days, completely falling into the vicious cycle of old books. The market pace is getting faster these days, except for some popular books, the rest seem to be subtly encouraged to start new books, not sure if it’s good or not.
But anyway, the Black Feathered Bird is too tired to struggle, just blaming my lack of attractive writing, still need to strive to keep up with the market. After Mousie’s evolution is complete, the next volume will start, continuing to accelerate the pace, aiming to finish earlier to take care of my health, thank you for everyone’s support.
