My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 1470 - 423: Sorting the Harvest! The Reincarnation Dragon’s Metamorphosis! A New Law Seed!

Chapter 1470: Chapter 423: Sorting the Harvest! The Reincarnation Dragon’s Metamorphosis! A New Law Seed!

"Cultivator, do you think I can really reach the stars above in this lifetime?"

The dark nightfall, as if an invisible giant hand, crumbled the starry river and scattered it above.

Gary Smith found an excuse to wander the wilderness to clear his mind, because being within the Inside Border, it was much safer.

Specks of starlight sprinkled on the round face of Mousie riding the Soul Cloud, and in its pitch-dark eyes, the dazzling starry river was reflected, yet it seemed somewhat dimmed, a look of something akin to loss, filled with ambiguity about the future.

That weak, pitiful, and helpless appearance was enough to make one itch to stroke its head!

"Meep!"

Little Spider, seeing Mousie in such a downcast state, felt some compassion and was about to ask what had happened when it heard its master speak indifferently:

"Above the stars... I’m not sure when I’ll get there, but the end for you with the bank going bust and being hanged from a street lamp will definitely come a lot sooner!"

"..."

As his words fell, Mousie’s expression stiffened, but it quickly regained its composure and pretended to be perplexed, "Cultivator, I don’t understand what you’re saying?"

"Oh, is that so?" Gary Smith said with a smirk that wasn’t quite a smile: "I was actually thinking about increasing your weekly Potato Chips allowance..."

"Adoptive father, your wisdom shines bright as a lighthouse, please accept your child’s bow!" ƒreewebɳovel.com

Hearing this, Mousie promptly knelt down, crawling over to the cultivator’s side with a face full of flattery, and began to massa his back with its little paws.

"Meep."

Little Spider chuckled indulgently, pleased that Mousie was alright.

"Roar!"

Eggy, struggling to hold back laughter and feeling uncomfortable, couldn’t help itself and gave Red Rabbit a few pats, waking it up from its low-power standby mode.

Dragon and Kirin looked at each other, then laughed in unison, as if by agreement.

Paper Knight didn’t get involved with these matters, merely cradling its Redemption Bible and slowly studying the sacred verses of its master in the moonlight’s glow, feeling immensely peaceful within.

It secretly resolved not to always use violence and needed to glean more reasoning, to enlighten its enemies with knowledge, allowing them to find redemption...

"Heh, you little hamster!"

Gary Smith sneered contemptuously. Who gave Mousie the courage to try and outperform an acting king like himself? While he knew the reason, there were still new questions:

"Haven’t I just increased your allowance recently?"

Even if always favored by the Poor God, Gary Smith would upgrade his Pet Beasts’ pocket money according to their strength improvements.

Although it didn’t seem like much, they could use this allowance to offset high-level resources in the team - pay less when having more and support advances.

Naturally, having the highest allowance was Little Spider, the Big Sister, but aside from buying thirty Watermelons every month, the rest of the money was all handed over to him for safekeeping.

That was meant for the master to use at his will.

If the Void were suitable for growing watermelons, it’s likely she wouldn’t even spend that modest sum, indeed a Perfect little angel.

Paper Knight had very minimal material needs, relying solely on its own origami and the labor of the dependents from Paper Kingdom for all life’s necessities, thus not requiring anything further.

As for Red Rabbit, it was even more impressive, frequently linking up to the Alliance’s Network via the silver net, selling off some of its dependents’ outdated Mechanical Weapon modules.

Even after excluding the supply of Infinite Energy from Shimmering Oil, its nearly perfect mechanical structures were a Dimensional Strike to the mid-low-end markets, allowing many ordinary Mechanism Series Pet Beasts to unleash strength far beyond their Same Rank.

Even sturdier and more durable than the models not for sale from the Eight Major Factions, the only side effect being... they were somewhat energy-intensive.

But was that its problem?

Clearly, this was a world where strength was king, and the problem laid with others not having enough money.

Because it offered such great value for money, on certain Mechanic forums, Red Rabbit also acquired a nickname - Red God.

But currently, it only wreaked havoc in the Morning Star Level module markets, not because it couldn’t produce Radiant Moon Tier modules...

It’s just that, where was the spare Money at home for that?

However, Red Rabbit’s Account was still seeing a monthly income of a few million, mostly going towards buying Mechanical Materials for itself, emphasizing self-sufficiency.

Speaking of which, Gary Smith needed to criticize Eggy and Mousie because they consumed a massive amount of Soul resources, and their advance payments were even deferred one hundred years into the future and still accruing.

Eggy was full of Inner Eye tricks, playing dumb when things came up or pushing the blame onto Mousie, truly quite scheming.

While Mousie was indeed lazy and gluttonous, it genuinely relied on that allowance; without Potato Chips to satiate its Mouse Incarnations, they just might be dragged away and hung up on street lamps, delaying the progress of skill upgrades.

So Gary Smith had always been quite generous with its allowance, paying it out proportionately, enough to dispense a monthly Salary and still leave a bit for his own Snacks, right?

What had happened recently?

"This... that..."

Mousie hemmed and hawed for quite some time, hesitant to speak up, but upon seeing the cultivator preparing to leave, it quickly grabbed onto the hem of his robe and whispered:

"I didn’t want this either, but now the Mouse Empire is at a life-or-death juncture, wait, it’s because... because we’re experiencing inflation!"

"Ha?" Gary Smith looked puzzled.

Aren’t the Mouse Incarnations part of Mousie itself? Inflating yourself?

And moreover, they’d been bartering goods, with each mission ending in fair exchanges of money for goods, able to complete a simple internal cycle.

Without interference from other economies, how could inflation occur?

This hamster... was it randomly using terms it had picked up?

But soon enough, Gary Smith figured out what was going on.

It turned out that Mousie had sneakily created a bunch of Capitalist Rat Incarnations, infiltrating the ranks of the Worker Rats.

Because the Incarnations were connected to the original, to avoid exposure, Mousie had wiped all pertinent information from itself, leaving behind only a secret phrase for communication, and this led to...