Beast Tamer: Carrying a small world of the end times with you

The fist stopped in front of the Bloodhound, and only then did the wind from the punch belatedly arrive, blowing the Eldest Brother away.

The skin on the Bloodhound's face was blown into a comical expression by the gale.

My life is over!

At this moment, all sorts of distracting thoughts in the Bloodhound's mind vanished, leaving only this thought in its head.

The next moment, the fist stopped in front of it. The Bloodhound's muscles tensed, and after a long while, it suddenly relaxed, collapsing to the ground and panting heavily.

"Genius? Heh, a genius is merely a threshold to meet me."

Qian Er glanced at the Bloodhound, scoffed, and turned to leave, as if greatly disappointed.

He saw through the Eldest Brother's intentions, so he decided to give him a push.

The panting Bloodhound stared intently at Qian Er's back, its eyes flashing with unwillingness.

It wanted to stand up and tell Qian Er that it wasn't trash, and its Beastmaster wasn't trash either, but when it thought of the Burning Blood Saint's strength, it felt somewhat lost. Could it really reach that level?

Various past scenes flashed before its eyes. During each training session, it was always just 'good enough,' 'almost there,' 'nearly sufficient,' 'go rest now.'

These 'almosts' combined together, resulting in it not even having the ability to attack in front of the Burning Blood Saint.

"Just train hard in the future. We're all still young, and there's still time to fight."

The Eldest Brother walked over and gently patted the Bloodhound's shoulder, softly comforting it, while secretly giving Qian Er a thumbs-up in his heart.

Junior Brother is really awesome. He shattered this little guy's original pride and complacency in one go.

Staring intently at Qian Er's figure gradually disappearing into the darkness, the Bloodhound suddenly jumped up from the ground and nodded solemnly.

Seeing this, the Eldest Brother was overjoyed, but he still had to observe for a while. If this kid was only diligent for a few days and then became lazy again, he would have to find Junior Brother to come and help.

Originally, he intended to recall the Bloodhound and then go find Qian Er to thank him properly, but unexpectedly, the hot-blooded Bloodhound directly bit his sleeve, wanting to go to the training ground to train.

Unwilling to dampen his Beast's enthusiasm, the Eldest Brother could only send a message to Qian Er with his phone before immediately heading to the training ground with his Beast.

"Tsk, it didn't even cry."

In the Third Brother's villa, the Second Brother was beating the Third Brother on the ground while also taking the time to glance at the screen. Discovering that the Eldest Brother had left just like that, he pouted with some boredom, and his punches on the Third Brother became even harder.

… …

"I'm back."

After leaving the arena, Qian Er had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he went straight home.

Pushing open the door, he shouted into the house. Soon, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the corner of the room.

The cat-maid, wearing cat paw slippers, came out with a patter. Her eyes lit up when she saw that it was Qian Er, and she quickly walked over to examine his body.

"Looks like you didn't get hurt."

Seeing Qian Er return without missing an arm or a leg, she finally smiled in relief and joked.

After all, even she had heard other maid-cats talking about Qian Er's affairs and his current dangerous situation while she was out shopping.

So she had been quite worried about Qian Er before, and now she breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Qian Er return.

"Of course, I don't do things I'm not confident in."

Taking off his coat and hanging it on the rack, Qian Er immediately lay down on the sofa, letting out a comfortable groan.

After lying there for a while, he finally turned over to face upwards, quietly looking at the ceiling.

The cat-maid had long been accustomed to Qian Er's occasional fits of eccentricity, and she ignored him, letting him stay here alone while she went out to pick up a package.

She had sold the previous photography equipment to Qian Er. She had ordered a new set a few days ago. It was just as the saying went, 'If the old doesn't go, the new won't come,' and the new one was even better.

The always hidden Am岸花 swayed slightly above Qian Er's head. It enjoyed these quiet days alone with Qian Er. The expression on the petal-face relaxed. These days were really too comfortable.

After lying down for a while, Qian Er suddenly flipped over and sat up.

"I have to go feed our Lao Wu some brain stones and see if it works."

Saying that, he hurriedly went out in his slippers, downstairs to the small training ground next door.

Above his head, the face on the Am岸花's petals drooped down. These days were comfortable, but they were just too short.

"Come, try this and see if it works."

Inside the training ground, Qian Er first released the Myriad Transformation Demon.

The just released Myriad Transformation Demon clung to Qian Er like an octopus, refusing to come down no matter what.

"Alright, alright, try this first."

Qian Er helplessly reached out and grabbed the little guy down, not giving too many instructions. It couldn't understand.

The teacher's potion to help the Myriad Transformation Demon enhance its intelligence was already being prepared. Because his Myriad Transformation Demon was a mixed breed and also had rock attributes, its enlightenment potion needed to be specially customized, so the progress there would be a bit slower.

However, even if it was slow, it wouldn't be too long. It could be made in a few days.

Saying that, Qian Er held up a piece of elementary brain stone and handed it to the Myriad Transformation Demon.

"Guji?"

As expected, the scent brought by the brain stone immediately attracted the Myriad Transformation Demon's attention. It looked at the brain stone in Qian Er's hand with shining eyes, pointing at itself incredulously, as if asking if it was for it?

"Yes, it's for you, it's all for you."

Qian Er took out a large sack from his spatial backpack, holding the two corners of the sack in both hands and pouring out all the contents.

Accompanied by a series of crisp sounds, a large pile of elementary brain stones appeared in the training ground, piled up into a crystalline hill.

Guji?!

Looking at this crystalline hill, the Myriad Transformation Demon's eyes widened suddenly. It tried to count how many brain stones there were, but its low intelligence couldn't allow it to count beyond ten.

"Alright, stop counting, it's all yours, quickly see if it's useful."

Saying that, Qian Er grabbed a handful of brain stones and stuffed them into the Myriad Transformation Demon's mouth.

He could now say that he had as many of these elementary brain stones as he wanted.

And the Myriad Transformation Demon, not paying attention, was stuffed with a large mouthful, and its body swelled up suddenly.

Although it was very painful from being so full, the Myriad Transformation Demon was indeed pained and happy.

In Qian Er's eyes, the Myriad Transformation Demon's level also began to rise rapidly.

Level four, level five, level six, level seven... level thirteen, level twelve, level eleven... level four, level three.

The originally soaring level suddenly stopped after reaching level thirteen, and then began to decline continuously, eventually falling to level three.

The Myriad Transformation Demon, not yet adapted from its power, felt the decline in its own strength at the first moment, and sat down on the ground with a 'paji' sound, the color of its body almost turning from grayish-white to pale white.