My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 78 - 74 Master of Truth!

Chapter 78 -74: Master of Truth!

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Chapter 78 -74: Master of Truth!

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Gary Smith still didn’t know that his well-intentioned act of helping Tiffany Sweet secure extra commissions had caused her such a psychological shadow.

But even if he had known, he wouldn’t have cared, as ultimate worker bees like Tiffany are resilient and wouldn’t be knocked down by such trivial matters.

He estimated that she would soon be back in work mode, and by next time, she might have even become the sales champion.

Tiffany hid at home for two days, and once finally she was sure that Gary’s actions were merely casual, she breathed a sigh of relief and doubled down in her efforts to outwork her colleagues.

Meanwhile, after parting with Leo Thompson, although he knew that Leo viewed him with respect and wouldn’t possibly follow him,

Gary chose to be cautious.

He had Mousie perform multiple “Shadow Leaps” consecutively to make sure no one was around before he changed into a black robe and entered the city, and then he headed home.

The reason he didn’t set off directly was that although the Desert Ant Tomb Secret Environment wasn’t far, it still required a three-hour drive.

Walking was too inefficient, so he decided to go home to find a vehicle while testing the capabilities of the Foodlust Crucible.

“I’m dead…”

As soon as he arrived home, Mousie poked his head out of the pocket, looking like he had been gutted, and accidentally rolled onto the floor.

He chose to ‘play dead’, waving his tiny paws limply, and said feebly,

“Master, aren’t you being too cautious?

The third leap was already far enough, why the fifth one?

I almost…

turned into dried Mousie!”

Gary glanced at him and said, “Better safe than sorry, right?”

“I…” Mousie was suddenly at a loss for words, having no argument to counter that, finally murmured, “I don’t know why I keep feeling this inexplicable hostility.

My hand shook a bit.

I know my mistake now; I’ll be more careful next time.

Plus, without my mistake, how could we highlight your wise and brave leadership… freewēbnoveℓ.com

oh no, Master!”

As he spoke, Mousie stood up and tried his best to widen his Catherine Cooper mouse eyes, placing both paws on his head in a heart-shape, attempting to look adorable and get through this predicament.

However, Gary was not swayed and delivered his final verdict:

“There won’t be a next time; I’ve already devised a series of training plans for you.

We’ll start when we get back, eliminating such irresponsible behavior from its roots.

If you fail, all snacks will be confiscated!”

A series of training plans…

And confiscation of Potato Chips!

Just thinking about it made Mousie’s scalp tingle, casting a dark shadow over his future, scaring him into eating a few more potato chips.

Little Spider next to him reached out and poked his bulging cheeks.

“Umm… Never mind, it’s my fault to begin with, Big Sister, you don’t need to comfort me…”

Before Mousie could feel touched, he heard Little Spider say,

“Ying ying!”

Are you interested in learning about the grand savior—the God of the Proficiency Template?

You’ve become too lazy; you need a transformation and to learn to appreciate the joy of training!

Little Spider, wearing a Blindfold, was dead serious, not joking at all.

Having gotten used to the Proficiency Template, a day without grinding felt like ants crawling all over his body.

“…”

Mousie was utterly petrified, wondering if he had boarded a pirate ship.

With a master who was too cautious by nature, and a Big Sister addicted to internal wrangling, his dream of a lazy life seemed to be ending before it even began.

With this thought, he sadly ate two more chips, stuffing his cheeks full, turning his sorrow into motivation.

Gary had no time to attend to the self-isolating Mousie, as he planned to test the effects of the newly acquired Foodlust Crucible before departing, enhancing it with positive buffs.

He took out a black fish he had bought earlier from the fridge.

Little Spider waved a kitchen knife, swiftly scaling and gutting it before he proceeded to carve, marinate, and sprinkle a heap of seasonings, then setting it in the microwave for twenty minutes.

The moment they opened it, the aroma filled the air.

“Uh, Cultivator, don’t touch it, it’s hot right out of the oven.

It will burn your mouth.

Let me test it for poison…”

Mousie didn’t think it was very tasty, he was merely peckish, and as soon as he tried to stretch out his little paw, it was slapped away.

“Wait, there’s another step!”

Gary Smith said, looking at the “common” quality label displayed by the Eye of Truth, his mouth twitching slightly.

Indeed, achieving good quality wasn’t easy, as it had already involved extraordinary powers.

He took out the Foodlust Crucible, opened the lid, and looked down to find not the pot wall, but a dense clump of black fog.

It writhed and expanded inside, seemingly connected to the stomach of an unknown dimension’s monster.

Although it looked bizarre, Gary had long been accustomed to the strange phenomena of this world, and found it quite pleasing to the eye.

At least he wouldn’t have to worry about food being too large to fit in the future.

Thus, under Mousie’s shocked gaze, Gary tossed the roasted fish into it, the lid of the Foodlust Crucible closed automatically, countless black runes flowed, and the mouth on its wall opened, emitting a hoarse and deep voice:

“Under the witness of the Great Mother River, following the ancient rules of the Scale of Destiny, the deal is made, in exchange, I will randomly take part of your body, now I am taking your head…”

Gary frowned, he wasn’t a soldier, how could his luck be so bad to have such an important part like his head selected the first time?

Could it be the Taboo Curse Mark causing mischief again?

It seemed he could only break the contract!

However, before he could act, the voice of the Foodlust Crucible suddenly became strange, like a TV show stuck on a scene, emitting a demonic, twitching noise:

“Head… head… a strand of hair!?”

The voice of the Foodlust Crucible became sharp and wretched, but with its basic intelligence, it completely failed to understand what was happening.

“It seems the side effect of the Master of the Gate activating has reduced to one percent, the head directly turned into a strand of hair, this ability is far more terrifying than I imagined, it looks like I can collect more secret arts with huge side effects in the future…”

Gary was pleasantly surprised, if it was only this kind of price, there was no need to break the contract, after all, too much mental contamination might strengthen the Taboo Curse Mark.

So he plucked a strand of hair and handed it over, and the Foodlust Crucible, like a bride about to be violated, kept retreating and screamed:

“I do not agree ahhh…”

Although it desperately wanted to refuse, as a Rule-based Secret Treasure, it was forcibly overridden by the Taboo Level rules of [Master of the Gate].

For example, if the Foodlust Crucible was a cute, innocent girl who just wanted to live a good life with her childhood sweetheart and only get intimate after marriage.

But one day, a passing Gary.

Yellow Fur.

Smith forcibly widened the road, and although its own rules remained unchanged, others now had the key to open the door at any time.

And they didn’t even need a dowry, didn’t need to take responsibility, could just pull up their pants and leave, while the victim needed various conditions.

Minotaur War God Praise.

After giving up a strand of hair, the lid opened and the roasted fish emerged from the black fog.

The appearance hadn’t changed much, but the aroma had become many times richer, just smelling it made one drooling uncontrollably.

Mousie’s eyes went straight, and he couldn’t help but rub his eyes; how come the food seemed to be glowing?

Oh~ The golden legend!

“Is this what good quality Delicious Food is like…”

Gary swallowed and, activating the Eye of Truth, looked at the effect of the Delicious Food, exclaiming:

“If I had this ability earlier, I would have been invincible!”