Beastmaster: I don’t want to be a breeder!

The rescue was unexpectedly efficient. Before Li Cunxu could even board the wolf-skin hot air balloon to the signal flare's location, a rescue team found them and escorted them all the way out.

On the way back, they saw the entrance to the secret realm rift. Large groups of rescue teams were searching the secret realm, and any vicious beasts they encountered were crushed into dust before this massive force.

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Li Cunxu was somewhat puzzled. This rescue was too efficient. If he hadn't witnessed the Alliance's rescue speed in the game, he might have thought that such rapid rescue was normal.

The Alliance's rescue speed wasn't slow, but it wasn't this fast either. Originally, he estimated that it would take three or four days for a rescue, but judging by the rescue team's fierce momentum, it probably wouldn't even take half a day to rescue everyone in the secret realm.

As Li Cunxu predicted, everyone in the secret realm was rescued within half a day.

The mayor arrived at the scene in person and asked, "Has everyone been rescued?"

The rescue负责人 reported, "All the living have been rescued. In this Sky Sweep Comet event, one thousand people were caught up, and eight hundred and seventy-four were rescued."

The mayor frowned, somewhat displeased. What was going on? They used the Good Luck Blessing Technique, and still one hundred and twenty-six people died.

The cost of using the Good Luck Blessing Technique wasn't small. It cost a king ten years of luck. This king couldn't do anything for ten years and could only stay at home to safely get through the period of bad luck. Otherwise, facing enemies outside would carry an extremely high risk of death.

There was a clear example of a king who had ten years of luck taken away, couldn't stand being idle at home, and insisted on going out to travel and climb mountains, relying on his own strength. As a result, on the way down the mountain, he encountered the son of an evil god and fought a great battle with him.

He originally had a chance to escape, but at the best moment to escape, an old illness relapsed, and he didn't escape and died.

After that, the kings who had used the Good Luck Blessing Technique all honestly stayed in the Alliance's arranged luck protection zone.

The mayor was very unhappy that so many people had died. He wanted to present the citizens with a perfect result, add some flair to his resume, and increase the probability of being re-elected as mayor.

"Why did so many people die?"

"There were Evil Scythe Scarecrows in the secret realm."

The mayor suddenly understood. So there were those things! No wonder.

Evil Scythe Scarecrows had the characteristic of misfortune, ignoring the Good Luck Blessing Technique.

"Wait, if there were Evil Scythe Scarecrows, the number of deaths is probably more than that!"

Once the Evil Scythe Scarecrow tasted the sweetness of absorbing human memories and increasing intelligence, it would uncontrollably hunt humans, absorb more human memories, until it evolved into a terrifying scarecrow before stopping this behavior.

The rescue负责人 said, "Someone used the Evil Scythe Scarecrow's weakness of not being able to attack high altitudes to restrain it."

The mayor said, "Who is it? This deserves praise and reward."

...

At night, the Gold-level Beast Master who killed the Evil Scythe Scarecrow finished counting the spoils of war, his expression uncertain.

The material dropped by the Evil Scythe Scarecrow, [Evil Scythe Scarecrow's Husk], was an empty shell.

"The only situation in which an empty shell appears is when the Evil Scythe Scarecrow uses a Life-Entrusting Straw. If the Life-Entrusting Straw parasitizes someone who has been rescued, it will cause great chaos. No, I must report this immediately."

The Gold-level Beast Master stood up, his hand on the doorknob, about to turn it when he hesitated.

"I recently applied for the Flying Rescue Organization's 'Lord Support Plan.' If I have such a big flaw as letting the Evil Scythe Scarecrow escape at this moment, the Lord Support Plan will definitely be ruined. No, that's absolutely not allowed. The Lord Support Plan is related to my breakthrough to Lord-level Beast Master. If I miss this opportunity, with my aptitude, I'll never have another chance to break through to Lord-level in this lifetime."

The Lord Support Plan was a reward from the Flying Rescue Organization to outstanding rescuers who had made outstanding contributions, borrowing the resources for Gold-level breakthroughs to Lord-level, and then working to repay the debt after the Beast Master became Lord-level.

After hesitating for a long time, the Gold-level Beast Master sat back on the sofa, comforting himself.

"There are many Evil Scythe Scarecrows disguised as humans. It doesn't matter if there's one more or one less."

"I hope the human parasitized by the Evil Scythe Scarecrow is exposed later, just don't expose it before my resources come down."

"What should I do if the Evil Scythe Scarecrow is exposed? Let me think, no one can prove that I let that Evil Scythe Scarecrow escape. As long as I stick to this point and don't let go, what can anyone do to me."

"The police station's Honesty Beast is a problem. I have to go to the black market to buy something to block the Honesty Beast's ability."

...

In the taxi on the way home, Li Cunxu looked astonished.

The Life-Entrusting Straw was cursed to death by the curse in his body, or rather, played to death by the curse.

The Blood Infant Spirit made the Life-Entrusting Straw give birth to a small blood-colored Life-Entrusting Straw baby. This blood-colored Life-Entrusting Straw also had the ability to parasitize and absorb. The blood-colored Life-Entrusting Straw parasitized the Life-Entrusting Straw and absorbed its power.

The Golden Dragon Curse ate the last bit of the Red Dragon Curse, ushering in an epic-level strengthening, although it was still a younger brother in front of the Blood Infant Spirit and Peach Blossom Tribulation Spirit, two curse spirits.

The Golden Dragon Curse made the Evil Scythe Scarecrow's consciousness in the Life-Entrusting Straw become as arrogant as a dragon. The arrogant Life-Entrusting Straw was unwilling to absorb Li Cunxu's power and memories because it thought they were too low-level and didn't match its identity.

It should parasitize and absorb the mayor of Pupil City to match its identity.

Before the Peach Blossom Tribulation Spirit could exert its strength, the Life-Entrusting Straw was sucked to death by the Blood Infant version of the Life-Entrusting Straw created by the Blood Infant Spirit.

Once the Life-Entrusting Straw died, the blood-colored Life-Entrusting Straw also died.

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According to the rules of the Blood Infant Curse, after the mother dies, the blood infant will also die.

The Evil Scythe Scarecrow's power was polluted by the Myriad Calamity Evil God. Absorbing this power would also pollute oneself.

But whether to absorb it or not wasn't up to Li Cunxu. The body would absorb it on its own.

It's like poison. If you drink it into your stomach, you can't just tell your body not to digest the poison and expect it to obediently listen and not digest or absorb it. That's impossible.

Getting out of the taxi and closing the door, in a daze, Li Cunxu heard a bewitching whisper.

"Don't pay the fare, rob him. How dare a stinky driver ask me for the fare? Who does he think he is?"

Li Cunxu shook his head and glanced at the grass on the side of the road.

"Bury the driver, and the flowers and plants there will be lush next year."

Li Cunxu shifted his gaze and lowered his head.

"Don't kill anyone, just puncture the tires! It must be very interesting to puncture the tires."

Li Cunxu didn't have any money or a phone. He returned to the wooden house on the ranch, took out the money, and gave it to the driver.

Turning his head and seeing the gears turning in the corner of the Machine Hunter's eye, the malice in Li Cunxu's heart sprouted again.

"It would be very interesting to pull out its gears."

Li Cunxu immediately washed his face with a water ball, using the cold of the water to clear his mind.

"Is this the pollution of the Myriad Calamity Evil God? How terrifying. No wonder so many people can't resist the pollution and fall into becoming evil god cultists."