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

“Merit? Is this related to that?”

Qian Er looked up at the sky, muttering to himself.

“Alright, absorb all of this, it's time for us to go. Where have you guys been clearing zombies these past few days?”

Holding a map of the city he’d swiped from that store last time, Qian Er asked his two summoned beasts.

Several circles were already drawn on it, all areas that Qian Er had cleared during the time after obtaining the Dual-Portal. These places should all be safe now, with only a few scattered zombies left.

Roar!

Little Ice Dragon came over and pointed a frosty blue bone claw at a place on the map.

Some summoned beasts are no less intelligent than humans. Little Ice Dragon, being a quasi-divine beast, is one of them. Before leaving the apocalyptic world, Qian Er had taught Little Ice Dragon how to read a map.

“Okay, this place has already been cleared. Then let's go here now.”

Without specifically choosing a place with many zombies, Qian Er was now purely using the process of elimination, going from top to bottom, from left to right.

… …

“Boss, that dragon is here again! This time, it's carrying two people on its back!”

Just as Qian Er and his summoned beasts began to clear the remaining zombies in the city, the other human settlements in the city also began to stir.

Because Little Ice Dragon's style was extremely flamboyant, without any intention of hiding, many people had discovered Little Ice Dragon's tracks.

When they first discovered it, they simply couldn't believe their eyes. Zombies were one thing, but now even fantasy creatures like bone dragons had appeared. Did humanity still have a chance?

But soon, they discovered that the bone dragon didn't seem to be interested in living people, only hunting zombies on its own. As long as living people didn't provoke it, it wouldn't even pay attention to them even if they walked past it. Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief.

“Two people riding on its back? Are you serious?”

The burly man sitting in the main seat suddenly stood up, grabbing the speaker by the collar and asking in disbelief.

“Yes, boss, I saw it with my own eyes. There really are two people riding on the dragon's back. I even took a picture with a camera.”

Saying that, the man quickly took out a photo.

In these times, a camera was a rare item, but it could more quickly and accurately show the changes in a place, so it was worth it.

The strong man took the photo. An ice-blue bone dragon soared in the sky, and although the faces of the two figures on its back were unclear, they were clearly humanoid.

Because the Bloodstained Saint's body shape was similar to that of a normal human, Qian Er simply found a set of clothes for him to wear.

“The bone dragon has been tamed? What does this represent?”

The strong man's hand gripping the photo turned pale, and he muttered to himself somewhat uneasily.

What he feared most now was the appearance of changes.

Originally, they and Little Ice Dragon were at peace with each other, minding their own business, but now that Little Ice Dragon seemed to have been tamed by others, would that dragon attack them because of the will of those two people?

It wasn't just this one human settlement that thought of this. All the other human settlements that had discovered Little Ice Dragon had thought of this.

… …

“Ah! ! !”

Qian Er grabbed Little Ice Dragon's ribs and squatted on its back, with the cleaned-up loudspeaker in his mouth. The loudspeaker constantly emitted ear-piercing screams, attracting all the surrounding zombies to this side.

As for why he was using such a special sitting position, it was because Little Ice Dragon's back was too bumpy. Next time, he had to buy a cushion or a saddle for flying. Since the Beast Taming world had flying beasts, there must be special saddles for them.

Looking at the dense mass of zombies below, Little Ice Dragon couldn't help but let out a hearty dragon roar, immediately using the skill it had just learned, Bone Forest.

As the dragon roar fell, the ground suddenly began to tremble, and bones several meters high rose from the ground, piercing through several zombies.

And this wasn't just one. Dense, massive skeletons rose from the ground, piercing through countless zombies.

The Soul Summoning Banner cheered and unfurled its surface. Immediately, a gust of yin wind blew, and ghosts cried and gods howled. On the ground, the running zombies twitched twice and fell powerlessly to the ground, their souls being drawn into the banner's surface.

The Bloodstained Saint, wearing the same clothes as Qian Er, sat steadily on Little Ice Dragon's back, arms crossed, eyes lowered, not immediately attacking, but letting the two little brothers have their fun.

Soon, the zombies that had been gathered were completely cleared by the full-powered Little Ice Dragon and the Soul Summoning Banner.

“Let's go, next place.”

Jumping to the ground, watching the three summoned beasts skillfully cleaning up all the zombie corpses, even the bloodstains on the ground were cleaned up spotlessly, as if it were new, Qian Er then spoke.

After they left, a sewer manhole cover quietly opened a crack. Seeing that there was indeed no movement around, the manhole cover was pushed open, and a dirty middle-aged woman climbed out in disbelief, looking up at the sun in the sky.

Even though her eyes, which hadn't seen the sun for a long time, were stinging from the light, and tears were streaming down her face, she didn't turn her head away, just looking like that, and letting out a crazy laugh.

“Haha, they're all dead! That dragon and those two people killed all the zombies, come out!”

Following her call, several people also walked out of the sewers, walking on the bright street as if they were in another world.

“The apocalypse… is over?”

After a long time, a person asked in a trembling voice.

“It's over, the apocalypse is over, haha, hahahaha!”

The others were stunned after hearing this, and after a long time, they shouted wildly as if they were crazy, but no zombies came to attack them.

“We have to build a shrine for those two saviors!”

After another long period of time, five years of frustration and madness were finally vented, and many people lay directly on the ground, letting their faces feel the warmth of the sun-baked ground.

At this time, the woman who came out first spoke with a serious face.

“But we don't know their names, and we don't know what they look like?”

This suggestion was agreed to by many people, but soon, they thought of this point.

“Then carve the appearance of the dragon, with two people on its back, and a banner beside it.”

The woman thought for a while before gritting her teeth and saying.

Hearing this, the few people looked at each other, and finally nodded vigorously.

“Okay.”

No sooner said than done, the apocalypse extremely cured procrastination, and soon, they found a piece of wood the length of a forearm and had the most skillful carpenter among them begin to carve.

They worked until the evening before the statue was completed.

An ice-blue bone dragon with thick bones all over its body carried two people with unclear faces, spreading its wings and soaring, with a black banner held in the hand of one of them.

These survivors gathered in the lobby of a hotel, bowing respectfully to the statue.

At the same time, an indescribable energy surged along the statue into Qian Er and his three summoned beasts, with Little Ice Dragon taking the lion's share.