My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 382 - 153: Human Scum! Gary Smith’s Divine Operation! Striving for Gold Level! (Pleading for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 382: Chapter 153: Human Scum! Gary Smith’s Divine Operation! Striving for Gold Level! (Pleading for Monthly Tickets)

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The moment the conversation fell, dozens of corrupt venomous bees bowed their bodies and sprung forward, their diseased wings flapping, causing a wave of sound. They attacked with the venomous stingers at the end of their tails, as sharp as long spears.

They held the power to penetrate stones and carried the deadly poison that could kill instantly.

The message was simple; only those who survive would be privileged to hear the answer.

"Such a grouchy lady..."

Gary Smith shook his head. The civilization stick in his hand gently hit the ground, spreading tendrils of shadows like waves. They consumed the vicinity, transforming into a dark sky that enveloped the corrupt venomous bees and immediately annihilated them into nothingness.

Gracefully and leisurely.

"It’s me."

Seeing this, the half-human, half-beehive Queen Bee nodded her approval, narrowing her compound eyes while gazing at Gary Smith, she asked curiously:

"When did you find out?"

"Just now."

Gary Smith answered confidently, and continued:

"Anyway, it doesn’t hurt to ask casually. I didn’t expect you to admit it straightway."

"..."

The Queen Bee fell into an awkward silence. For the first time, she had this intense urge to kill the human in front of her.

He really was annoying!

The reason she didn’t attack was not because she didn’t want to kill, but because this human was always "elegantly" retreating. So far, he had created a distance of five hundred meters.

Any further, and he might disappear over the horizon.

Such cowardice!

In truth, Gary Smith hadn’t lied. He had suspected someone from inside the secret realm to assist, but according to the live map formed by slave beasts, he hadn’t found any other humans. Thinking they were hiding well, Gary Smith remained vigilant and continually activated the Eye of Truth, leading to...

...seeing the dense overlapping signals of corrupt venomous bees hidden amidst the "flower sea". Its horrifying density was enough to cause cerebral haemorrhage for someone with a fear of crowds.

Especially concerning the unique corrupt venomous bees of the Secret Realm - they collected nectar all year round, yet not a single one could be seen. That was abnormal.

So he casually asked a question, not expecting that the demons of this world would honestly own up.

At this point, Gary Smith’s final doubt was solved. No wonder Joseph Banner and others could escape unscathed from the terrifying Queen Bee, even setting up at the Primitive Rising Spirit Tree.

It was originally thought to be due to strong power, but in reality, they were caught and had to betray to save their lives.

However, given the high level of danger, he should get further away first.

Finally, the Queen Bee, who was slowly turning into a small dot in Gary Smith’s sight, proactively said:

"You want the Primitive Rising Spirit Fruit, right?"

"Yes!"

Gary Smith replied, "But my lady, I sell skills, not myself. Even though you’re beautiful, the cannons of this world cannot pierce the stars. We are impossible."

The Queen Bee, hearing the tease, wasn’t angry. Instead, a nostalgic glint appeared in her eyes, and she said:

"He was like you, always sweet-talking. He even once said he would marry me, so we could stay together forever... "

"Who is this ’he’?"

Since the Primitive Rising Spirit Fruit hadn’t yet matured and the other party wanted to tell a story, Gary Smith was willing to play the supporting role.

The Queen Bee said, "My Beastmaster!"

As the sound ended, Gary Smith’s gaze sharpened.

This Queen Bee, that looked like the final boss from a bizarre game, was the pet beast of a Beastmaster?

And he even said he wanted to marry her!

Tame a snake, tame a caterpillar, who would have thought now even a bee is not spared!

This man was truly a scumbag!

Gary Smith asked curiously, "Where did he go?"

Could this Beastmaster be the mastermind behind everything?

Then where did he go?

Theoretically, it’s impossible for a Beastmaster to stay away from his pet beast. Could it be like some super newcomer who oddly let his harrier go, he left this Queen Bee here?

"He’s dead."

With those words, the Queen Bee’s expression gradually distorted, she said fiercely:

"Despite having me, he still chose other beasts. He said it was to form a spiritual puzzle, but he was just lying to me. Since he’s dead, we can be together forever..."

"..."

Wait... So this is a case of a psycho pet beast meeting a scumbag Beastmaster?

Although from the tone it didn’t seem like she did it, but it seemed... if the man wasn’t already dead, he would definitely be facing a knife soon.

Gary Smith felt a chill run down his spine, a sense of dread and back chills, but he quickly shook them off.

"What am I afraid of?"

He isn’t a trashy Beastmaster.

His pet beasts were all family. Little Spider was understanding, Mousie... well, Mousie was a tease, Eggy only loved to eat. There was no way any of them could turn psycho.

Gary Smith felt grateful in his heart, listening to the Queen Bee continue:

"So, I opened up this secret realm, waiting for that opportunity, wishing that one day I could revive my love..." freewebnøvel.com

"Wait, are you saying you’re the creator of the Secret Realm of the Nest of Corruption?"

Gary Smith was startled, sensing that something was off. Unlike the lifespan of a living being, nature’s secret realms were part of nature itself, existing with the mountains and rivers, counting in unfathomable numbers.

The Secret Realm of the Nest of Corruption wasn’t naturally formed, instead it was created later on. Even researchers couldn’t determine how long it has existed, but it can be assumed that it has been around for hundreds or even thousands of years. It wouldn’t be strange if it existed during the same period as the Crimson Dragon Tribe

But that posed a logical problem. Apart from the long-living plant species, turtles, elves, and other specific species, the lifespan of other demons weren’t much different from humans at the same level.