My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1225 - 358: The Sacred Gate of the Sun! Epic Enhancement for Paper Knight! The Surprise of Geniuses_3

Chapter 1225: Chapter 358: The Sacred Gate of the Sun! Epic Enhancement for Paper Knight! The Surprise of Geniuses_3

Was it the same as the Primordial Starry Sky, or was it caused by a mutation that occurred later?

If so, could the destruction of the Solar Relic, rumored to be the ultimate secret of the Borderland, also be related to the Taboo Sun?

While Gary Smith was pondering, a familiar voice reached him, "This thing is called the Sacred Gate of the Sun, and this relic entrance, built by a super-ancient civilization, actually contains the top-notch Grace of the Sun. Isn’t it magical?"

Gary turned his head to see Elliot Pine, dressed in black and white horse coat, with hair white as crane feathers but a youthful face, hands clasped behind his back, smiling blandly. It had been a month, and the little old man already had the demeanor of a hermit.

With the mental accumulation of Long Eons and the balancing ability of the Constant Crane, added to his strong background and abundant resources, he had progressed rapidly and effortlessly, successfully reaching Radiant Moon Peak!

Just one more step, and he could accommodate the Legendary Trait, becoming a giant who overlooks eternity.

And with the power of constancy, even among giants, he would be a standout.

"School Headmaster, when did you arrive?" Gary’s expression was one of joy.

"I arrived yesterday." Elliot Pine said smilingly, looking around at the confused Gary, his heart tightened, he quickly triggered a passive skill, saying hurriedly, "The Constant Crane isn’t here, stop looking."

This kid, always fixated on his bird!

One can never relax!

"Alright then..."

Gary nodded regretfully, he had initially wanted to ask the Paper Knight for advice on balancing two extreme forces, in preparation for the Evolutionary Secret Food.

But... how come the Constant Crane has been appearing and disappearing lately?

Maybe I should ask the School Headmaster for the contact information for Pet Beasts and have a direct chat myself.

Just as Gary was about to speak, he was interrupted by a piercing scream:

"Sis, please let me dig just once more, just once, I swear I won’t do it again next time. It feels like ants crawling all over me, I’m trembling all over, I can hardly breathe, please let me dig one more time in the relic..."

A young girl, dressed as an archaeologist but still unable to hide her striking figure, was lying on the ground, clutching the voluptuous thighs of a beautiful woman dressed in fishnet stockings, begging pitifully while occasionally rubbing her cheeks against her.

This woman was none other than Gary’s Senior Sister, Serena Martin, an Archaeologist cum Mythology Scholar!

Gary eyed them curiously, teasing, "Your granddaughter?"

"If you want, I can give her to you!" Elliot Pine’s face darkened.

Serena Martin’s antics couldn’t shake his position of power, but they had indeed made him lose face in the educational world.

The beautiful woman looked at the shamelessly pleading Serena Martin, both amused and annoyed, and said, "I’m just following the rules. Last time you dug carelessly into the Solar Relic, nearly causing a disaster, which we fortunately managed to resolve before it led to any casualties.

Your only punishment was having your archaeology license revoked, which was quite lenient. If we let you continue, you’d land straight in the Alliance Prison."

On hearing this, Serena Martin gave a sheepish smile and said, "Teacher Cui, it wasn’t intentional, and without me, how could the ’Sacred Gate of the Sun’ have been revealed so soon.

I’ve also spilt blood and sweat for the Alliance, please plead for me, just let me continue to participate in the excavation, even if I just break even."

"Heh!" The beautiful woman scoffed, saying coldly, "No matter what you say, without an archaeology license, you can’t dig in the relic. This is a project monitored by the Supreme Council, and no one can use backdoors, not even the Imperial Martin Family behind you. If you really want to get in, try to secure a spot by competing in the Multiracial Platform races."

"..."

Serena Martin was at a loss for words. Although the Ancient Bookworm had evolved into the Historian Butterfly, and she had benefited from the resource allocation of the Imperial Martin Family, elevating her strength rapidly, and reaching Morning Star Peak, her overall combat power was comparable to the Radiant Moon Tier.

But to compete with the top talents of the Multiracial was still far too difficult.

Unless...

Serena Martin felt heavy-hearted. She let go despondently, turned her head, and was about to stand up when she suddenly saw two familiar figures trying to sneak away.

She was initially stunned, then hurriedly shouted eagerly, "Teacher, my great assistant, the Young Master of the Imperial Clan, the Great Demon King of the Border Gary Smith is here. With him, securing a few spots will be as easy as flipping one’s hand.

The one beside me is my grandfather, and he’s not even 200 years old yet. He’s still young enough to participate in the Genius battles. Please, give me a spot in advance."

With her loud shouting and that familiar name, many people turned their heads, focusing on Gary and Elliot Pine.

Most geniuses regarding Gary did so with a curious and ’spectator’ mindset.

But the geniuses from the Imperial Capital University had complex expressions - they were the same age as Gary, yet now it felt like they weren’t even in the same story.

While they were still striving, Gary was breaking through the Mechanism King’s Domain, pushing forward and challenging the Alien Geniuses of the Borderland. If it weren’t for the start of the Borderland Relic Battle, by the time Gary became a legend, they would still be in school.

Ross Lim was shrinking in a corner, not daring to come out, fearing that Gary would make him call him ’Uncle.’

In this reality, they were playing in nightmare mode, while Gary was in easy mode.

That’s too much!

’This woman is toxic!’

These embarrassing titles didn’t feel much watching the commentary, but being publicly read, Gary experienced the fourth kind of death, beyond physical death, funerals, and being forgotten.