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

"That familiar smell, it's disgusting."

Qian'er covered his nose, his face full of disgust. He hadn't expected that after spending a few days in the Beast Taming World, coming back here so suddenly would make him so uncomfortable.

"I feel quite comfortable."

The Bloodforged Saint walked out from behind Qian'er, looking at the familiar scenery in front of him, his face full of excitement. After all, this place was the resource for him to become stronger, so he naturally wouldn't dislike it.

"How are the things I asked you to do going?"

Qian'er looked at him with a helpless smile, then asked softly.

Although he couldn't see them, Qian'er was sure that there were many people watching him at all times, so he couldn't enter or leave the Doomsday World at will.

But the Bloodforged Saint was different. He usually stayed in the Beast Taming Space and didn't need to come out, so Qian'er let him enter the Doomsday World to collect the remaining zombie skeletons that he had devoured after killing them, and pile them up in one place for Little Ice Dragon to devour.

Logically speaking, this situation should allow the Bloodforged Saint to move freely in the Doomsday World and hunt zombies freely, which would allow his strength to grow faster.

But the problem lay with Qian'er. After several experiments, Qian'er found that after he left the Doomsday World, he would appear in the same place he had left the last time when he entered again. And if the Bloodforged Saint went too far away, he wouldn't be able to immediately take him back into the Beast Taming Space and then release him in the Beast Taming World.

To be honest, this period of time was quite dangerous. He didn't even dare to sleep too soundly. If he didn't have the Bloodforged Saint guarding him, it would be troublesome.

However, this situation wouldn't last long. Once Little Ice Dragon or Soul Guiding Banner grew up, they could take over.

"It's all done. Some small pieces couldn't be found, and I didn't touch anything too scattered. I just brought back the relatively complete skeletons from the large zombie hordes we went to before. They're outside, piled up like a mountain."

The Bloodforged Saint spoke slowly in a steady voice.

"That's good."

Qian'er nodded slightly and pushed open the door to walk out of the lair, but what greeted him was not the usual sunlight, but an unbearable stench and a huge shadow.

Looking at the white bone mountain in front of him, Qian'er's eyes were a little dull.

"Although we created all of this with our own hands, it's still shocking when it's gathered together."

After a while, Qian'er came back to his senses and exclaimed as he looked at the mountain of bones in front of him.

"With this thing as a backdrop, my pesticide processing plant is like Lion Camel Ridge in those novels. If the few of us were placed in those Xianxia worlds, we would at least be world-shaking demons."

Pointing at the Bloodforged Saint, Qian'er joked.

"I have merit, if anyone tells me to act on behalf of Heaven, then they are the villains."

Having followed Qian'er for so long, the Bloodforged Saint could keep up with Qian'er's train of thought, and a single sentence made Qian'er laugh heartily.

Opening the Beast Taming Space, he casually released Little Ice Dragon and Soul Guiding Banner.

"Ya? (Turtle?)"

Little Ice Dragon's cry was very clear. It hadn't even recovered from the battle of the seniors just now, and it directly saw the mountain of bones in front of it, and immediately let out a cry of surprise, thinking it was dreaming.

"Go, go, it's all yours. You can eat it whenever you finish. Also, take this."

Gently knocking on Little Ice Dragon's head to wake it up directly, Qian'er pointed to the mountain of bones in front of him and said.

"Ya?"

Little Ice Dragon stretched out its short claws and pointed at itself, the soul fire in its eye sockets exploding at this moment.

"Yes, it's all yours, and here, this is for you too."

Saying that, Qian'er took out a small section of bone from his space backpack that looked like it was made of jade. It looked like a phalanx.

The moment this thing was taken out, Little Ice Dragon's eyes went straight. This thing was incredibly attractive to it, even more so than that mountain of bones.

This wasn't to say that the energy of that mountain of bones couldn't compare to this small section of phalanx, but that the energy contained in this small section of phalanx was extremely pure, like a delicacy, while that mountain of bones was just solid food.

This was the Imperishable Bone, a skeletal resource of the same level as blood essence, something that could only be obtained after the bones of a quasi-King level alien powerhouse were specially processed after death.

Holding the Imperishable Bone tightly, Little Ice Dragon flew to the top of the bone mountain and lay down, as if afraid of being snatched away by Qian'er. The ice-like bones on its body began to wriggle, and a touch of frost gradually covered the bone mountain below.

It was assimilation, just like the Rotten Mud Monster back then.

"It'll probably take some time to absorb it. Let's go out and find some gifts for Soul Guiding Banner. Speaking of which, you've been moving bones these past few days, haven't you thought about hunting some zombies to give the little brothers and sisters a welcome gift?"

Halfway through speaking, Qian'er remembered this and turned to look at the Bloodforged Saint in confusion.

"Uh… I forgot. Next time, I'll make up for it next time."

The Bloodforged Saint's movements froze for a moment, then he scratched his head and said somewhat embarrassedly. Of course, he had killed a few lone zombies during his time in the Doomsday World, but after killing them, he ate them as snacks and didn't pay attention to this at all.

"I'm not blaming you, you're just a kid yourself. Let's go, I'll take you hunting."

Smiling and patting the Bloodforged Saint's shoulder, although the Bloodforged Saint now appeared very mature, he was still a baby of about one year old after all.

… …

"Let's go with that one, let's see if zombies really have souls."

Passing a corner, the sharp-eyed Qian'er immediately spotted a few zombies wandering in the nearby shop and immediately patted the Bloodforged Saint's shoulder and said.

"Okay."

Before the words could even land on the ground, the Bloodforged Saint's figure had already disappeared.

When he returned again, he was already carrying two struggling zombies in his hands.

Bang!

The sound of a watermelon being smashed rang out, and the heads of the two zombies were crushed by him. He used his body to block the black blood, preventing it from splashing on Qian'er.

Familiar with the process, Qian'er and the Bloodforged Saint both looked at Soul Guiding Banner with burning eyes.

And Soul Guiding Banner twisted its body a few times in the air, then visibly became excited, and quickly stretched out its body, fluttering in the wind in mid-air in a decent manner, just like a male animal in the animal kingdom showing off its beautiful side to attract a mate.

And with its movements, two young women with dull faces and dazed expressions slowly climbed out of the bodies of the two zombies and walked blankly towards the direction of Soul Guiding Banner.

The Soul Guiding skill was activated, attracting the two young women into Soul Guiding Banner, and on the banner surface of Soul Guiding Banner, a few fierce roars faintly appeared.

"Zombies actually really have souls? And these souls are in the form of humans? But that's not right, doesn't the book say that human souls are conscious? How come this…"

"Is it because the torment of being imprisoned in a zombie body for five years has worn away their sanity? Speaking of which, will such souls be particularly ferocious?"

Qian'er guessed with a frown, but the current Soul Guiding Banner couldn't let those souls come out to fight yet, so he could only wait until after evolution to see, and he didn't know if it was good or bad.