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

"What is this?"

Qian Er, who was just about to boil some water and make do with instant noodles, jumped up, feeling the strange energy suddenly pouring into his body, and was completely stunned.

At this moment, the three Mythical Beasts surrounding Qian Er all stood up, and they all felt that strange energy.

At this time, Qian Er frowned, feeling the strange energy suddenly pouring into his body.

This energy was completely different from merit; it was something he had never seen before.

But because the amount was too small, he couldn't figure out what was going on.

And at this moment, Little Ice Dragon had a new discovery.

"Hoo-roo?"

Accompanied by a questioning snore, a layer of white light suddenly lit up on Little Ice Dragon's湛 blue body.

At this moment, Little Ice Dragon's eyes were dull, and it heard some strange sounds.

【Thank you, Dragon God, for blessing us to return to the ground.】

【Thank you, Dragon God, for clearing out enough space for us to survive.】

Countless chaotic thoughts rushed into Little Ice Dragon's mind. Although it wouldn't affect Little Ice Dragon's personality, the feeling of countless people whispering in its ear was still uncomfortable, adding a bit of nameless anger to Little Ice Dragon's heart.

Just as Little Ice Dragon didn't know what to do, the golden energy that had been hidden deep in Little Ice Dragon's body suddenly appeared, like a clear stream pouring down from the top of Little Ice Dragon's head.

In an instant, the originally irritable Little Ice Dragon suddenly calmed down, and the previously appeared white energy was completely controlled by it.

For a time, Little Ice Dragon's body flickered with holy light, just like the idol in the temple, and a pleasant sandalwood fragrance came from its bones.

Sniffing the strange sandalwood fragrance coming from its body, although there was no change on the bone dragon's face, Qian Er still felt that it was revealing a look of disgust.

"Roar!"

Meeting Qian Er and the other two Mythical Beasts' worried eyes, Little Ice Dragon immediately opened its mouth to explain the changes on its body.

"The sound of prayers in my ears and the sandalwood fragrance on my body... this thing wouldn't be faith, right?"

After listening to Little Ice Dragon's description, Qian Er raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself.

This thing is really hard to say. Merit has already come out, and it doesn't seem strange to have faith come out again.

But I didn't expect merit to have the effect of suppressing distracting thoughts of faith.

At this time, a look of joy gradually appeared on his face.

He thought he already knew what his premonition was.

Faith, ah, this is a real opportunity.

If the people of an entire planet believe in him, then he might really be able to create a few Divine Beasts.

"If that's the case, then let's start with this city first."

Saying that, Qian Er didn't bother to make instant noodles. He directly took out the noodles, sprinkled the seasoning on them, chewed them dry, and swallowed them into his stomach. Then, he wiped his hands, stood up, and urged Little Ice Dragon to act quickly.

...

Three days passed in a flash. Three days later, in Qian Er's lair, Qian Er, with a smile on his face, rinsed the blood from his and several Mythical Beasts' bodies with a water pipe.

These three days, they could be said to have been working non-stop, searching for the remaining zombies in the city as much as possible. Finally, relying on Little Ice Dragon's terrifying flight speed and the Blood Saint's flesh perception ability, they successfully killed all the zombies in the entire city, and consciously flew swaggeringly in front of several human gathering places. He believed that people who could survive in the apocalypse for so long must not be fools.

Sure enough, before long, the white light on Little Ice Dragon's body became even more intense, and the sandalwood fragrance became even richer. Every move it made had a bit of a solemn appearance.

As for Qian Er, the Soul Banner, and the Blood Saint, there weren't so many changes.

After all, they weren't as conspicuous as Little Ice Dragon. When those people prayed, they were obviously more inclined towards Little Ice Dragon.

And after these three days of high-intensity investigation, although most of the time was spent looking for lone zombies, and the strength improvement wasn't as great as before, it was still not to be underestimated.

Among them, the level increase of Little Ice Dragon and the Soul Banner was the most significant. They had all entered the Elite level. Little Ice Dragon reached level 39, and the Soul Banner only reached level 37 because it didn't eat too many brain stones. However, there were more souls in the banner. If they were all revealed, the dense layers of undead almost made it impossible to distinguish whether the front was the human world or hell.

As for the Blood Saint, he had already broken through the early stage of guarding and had now reached a terrifying level 46.

Now, if Qian Er were to encounter the Mythical Beast Master of the Wind Demon Flying Leopard again, the Blood Saint could crush him with one hand.

"Let's go back."

Satisfied, Qian Er looked at his foundation, which couldn't be considered weak even in the Mythical Beast world, and said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, the universe reversed in front of him. Finally, the familiar bedroom appeared before his eyes.

The Blood Saint retracted the flesh and blood that wrapped Qian Er. At this time, Qian Er noticed that a thin layer of dust had accumulated on the ground.

It seemed that the cat maid had indeed followed his instructions and didn't enter his room before he came out.

He moved his body, pushed open the door, and walked out of the room. The cat maid, who was lying on the sofa watching a cat drama, was immediately startled when she heard the movement. The ears on her head were directly pressed into airplane ears, and the green short hair on her body exploded.

She quickly stuffed the tablet into the gap under the sofa, turned her head, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Qian Er. Then, she pointed to the clothes on Qian Er's body and meowed.

"Okay, I'll change my clothes. Please go in and clean my room later."

Qian Er could understand the cat maid's words. He picked up the pile of folded clothes on the sofa with a smile and changed into them.

He walked out of the dormitory door, stretched lazily, and listened to the sound of his spine, feeling as if he had been reborn.

"Go directly to Professor Zheng?"

The Blood Saint, wearing the same clothes as Qian Er, stood behind Qian Er and asked in a low voice.

"No, let's go eat something good first. I'm starving."

He rubbed his stomach, looked at the time, and saw that there was still more than an hour left before the time he had agreed with Professor Zheng. There was still time, so Qian Er decided to go to the cafeteria first.

These three days, he had almost grown on Little Ice Dragon's back. Every day, he was either flying in the sky or killing zombies. He also just grabbed some snacks to make do with a bite. He was so hungry.

The Blood Saint nodded and followed Qian Er silently.

He entered the cafeteria, and under the horrified eyes of the chef who was cooking small stoves for the people who stayed at school, Qian Er directly ordered food for five people and finished it all without leaving a single bit. Then, he patted his stomach, said goodbye to the chef, and turned around to leave, leaving only the chef with a confused face looking at the large pot of vegetables in the large plate, suspecting his life.

"That's strange, did my cooking skills break through?"

He couldn't help but pick up a piece of braised pork, put it in his mouth, and chewed it twice. The doubt in his eyes became even stronger.

"The taste hasn't changed, it's still the same as before, how long has that child not eaten?"