My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 25 - 23 Time System Pet Beast!
Chapter 25 -23: Time System Pet Beast!?
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Chapter 25 -23: Time System Pet Beast!?
(Seeking recommendations, Seeking monthly tickets)
Serena Martin paused, noticing that Gary Smith’s expression indicated that he wasn’t lying.
She stiffly turned her head and glanced at the giant pit beside her.
Within the substantial amount of debris, she could faintly see the remains of a frog-like pet beast that looked as if it had suffered inhumane torture.
But…
Didn’t he mention about the mole?
Now it turned out to be a frog?
Are they claiming it was a dark version of the Frog Prince?
However, at least for others, a kiss can break the curse whereas for this frog only a pile of wreckage remains; how would anyone be able to spot its mouth?
“You…”
Though she was tempted to confront him for possibly making a fool out of her, as someone aspiring to become a legendary investigator, Serena Martin constantly remembered the quote written on the title page of [Book of Investigators] composed by the earliest legendary investigators.
She adopted this quote as her life-long motto.
{“Practice is the ladder to truth!”}
If one doesn’t practice, everything else is just theorizing.
Regardless of how bizarre the evidence may sound, one must maintain skepticism and awe, to find the correct clues.
Moreover, she indeed sensed a faint trace of undead aura in the pit.
It appeared out of place in the vibrant Peach Blossom Forest.
Upon this thought, Serena Martin tossed her hat to the lion-faced deer, took off her tactical glasses and held them in her mouth by the arms.
She pulled out a hair-tie and quickly tied up her silky long hair into a high ponytail.
After tying her hair, her expression abruptly calmed down.
Her eyes became sharp, as she scrutinized her surroundings quickly locating scattered puppet fragments on the ground.
She gathered a sample with her finger, gently pinching it, the skin containing curse power turned into ashes.
She brought her delicate nose close for a sniff and started to mumble to herself,
“The rotten leather scent, the stench of innards are faint.
It is a cursed puppet made after consuming the innards and blood and flesh.
There are many with this habit, yet only the Ghost-face Curse Frog among the undead type uses Puppet Curse Technique.”
Considering the scattered pieces of the puppets, it must have made hundreds of frog and bird puppets, making the Ghost-face Curse Frog’s strength somewhere between elite initial stage and elite middle stage.
It hasn’t passed the weak period, but it’s not weak either.
“This cautious and cunning creature would usually wear you down from a distance.
But why was its body cut with a sharp weapon away from the river, and it appears to have been wounded before being killed until completely dead…”
She speculated tirelessly, calmly reconstructing the events of the scene in her mind.
“What an intimidating ability to deduce.”
At first, Gary Smith wondered why she didn’t just ask him about the process instead of deciphering it like a puzzle.
He thought it seemed out of place, but after listening to her deductions, his eyes were filled with nothing but astonishment.
After extracting its curse organs, only some fragments of the Ghost-face Curse Frog’s corpse were left, and the rest of the puppets were mostly destroyed by the Little Spider.
Even professionals in studying frog-like creatures would require some time and possibly equipment for a proper identification.
However, this girl named as Serena Martin, swiftly identified the presence of the Ghost-face Curse Frog from the remaining fragments and the environment, and even deduced most of the events of the battle.
With such capability, is she really a mere intern investigator?
The position of a Union Investigator is extremely special and directly controlled by the highest authority of the human species—The Supreme Council.
Whether it involved eradicating the Cult of Evil God, investigating environmental anomalies, or assessing the development of human cities, their jurisdiction covered it all.
At crucial times, they could mobilize some military forces.
They held power similar to that of an Imperial Envoy Minister along with Special Warfare Units combined.
Once becoming an Investigator, even an intern, it is akin to an instant rise in status.
But even for investigators, surely not every intern could be a prodigy with high intellectual ability?
If that really were the case, human species would have already dominated the entire world.
“You shouldn’t be so surprised.
I was a formal investigator in the past, but due to some reasons, I was temporarily demoted.”
Serena Martin looked up, her clear eyes met Gary Smith’s.
It felt as if he was looking at the moon in the water, and a bamboo at the edge of a cloud.
She pursed her lips, calmly explaining,
“And also, the deducing process isn’t difficult.
As long as one understands relevant information, they can deduce.
As mentioned in [Book of Investigators]: ‘Knowledge is the most powerful weapon for an investigator.
It helps find the right direction amidst numerous mysteries, and this applies to searching for truth and studying myths.’
When she switched into investigator mode, Serena Martin became serious and unsmiling, modest yet resolute.
Though she lost some of her allure, she carried herself with a poignant elegance.
Upon saying this, Serena Martin untied her hairband, letting her hair cascade down to her waist.
A hint of exhaustion surfaced in her eyes as she put on the tactical glasses again, with a smile playing on her lips.
“Ding, legendary investigator Autumn Martin has signed out.
Now it’s my turn, the mythologist, Serena Martin!”
Her smile was radiant, revealing slightly sharp fangs.
Despite being very charming, she was different from her previous “Detective mode”.
Her work style had noticeably changed.
She was more enthusiastic and energetic, but she gave a different feeling…
Like the gap between a silly bunny and a noble, wise elder fox sister.
Is this…
Split personality?
“I always feel like you’re thinking of something inappropriate.” Serena Martin stretched, shook her name tag, looked at Gary Smith as if looking at a rare treasure, and said incredulously: “The chief culprit being a frog is indeed surprising, but what surprises me is that as a Copper Beast Tamer, you defeated an elite Ghost-faced Curse Frog using only a mid-level pet beast.”
Gary Smith humbly said: “I was lucky.
I encountered the Ghost-face Curse Frog during its weak period.”
“Luck is also part of strength!” Serena Martin snorted and said in an old-fashioned manner: “Not every lucky person can grasp the right future, young man.
Sometimes, being overly humble is also a kind of arrogance!”
The opponent Gary Smith faced was the Ghost-face Curse Frog, which possessed a lot of curse puppetry and could remotely curse and kill opponents.
He perfectly lured and killed it.
Moreover, after going through the big battle, he did not even have minor injuries.
This cannot be simply explained by luck.
The only pity is that he was too heavy-handed.
A creature with a leadership potential turned into dregs…
Thinking about this, Serena Martin reminded: “Generally speaking, only a living Ghost-face Curse Frog is valuable.
Your frog has almost turned into dregs, even the corpse has no value, making it completely worthless.
Without any video evidence to prove it, it’s impossible to exchange for school points…”
Gary Smith frowned.
In fact, he has materials of the Ghost-face Curse Frog which could serve as evidence, but the chances of having to hand them over when exchanging for school points are high. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
However, he prefers to use it to cook a certain special skill secret food, that could greatly enhance Little Spider’s strength.
However, he can’t tell Serena Martin these.
Gary Smith cooperatively showed a regretful expression, with dim eyes, he sighed:
“Then forget it, the cameras in this area have always been damaged, and there were no further installations.”
One less opportunity to fleece the school, Gary Smith was truly heartbroken.
For a capitalist,
Isn’t less earning equivalent to losing?
Serena Martin was also somewhat disappointed.
She thought she had encountered a big event and could make a big splash, but someone else had resolved it ahead of time.
This feels like finding a beloved boyfriend, only to find out he’s already smoking as feelings getting intense.
Suddenly, it’s all tasteless.
Wait a minute, the criminal is gone, but they can look at this fight!
An exciting battle from a weak victory!
The more Serena Martin thinks about it, the more feasible it feels.
Although that ability requires a bit of a price, it can sell a favor, invest in the potentially promising youth in advance.
She’s best at being an angel investor!
Serena Martin said with a smile:
“But there is also no pain, who made me Serena Martin so notorious for fun … benevolent, I can help you!”
“What do you mean?”
When Gary Smith heard this, he looked at Serena Martin who had a cunning rabbit expression, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart…
However, Serena Martin did not explain, she clicked her fingers and a summoning formation appeared beside her.
A worm that looks like a silkworm came out of the formation.
Unlike ordinary silkworms, it has a small yellow flower on its head.
Its body is a desiccated yellow, not because it is decaying, but like an unprotected book page, gradually withering and yellowing with the passage of time.
On it, there is a trace of the breath of time flow.
This is …
A time-system pet beast!?
