The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?! Chapter 565 - 565 448 is Golden Mediocre!

565: Chapter 448 is Golden diocre!

565: Chapter 448 is Golden diocre!

“Why should I be disappointed!” the Undead retorted.

“Could it be a hidden reward?” Soone speculated wildly.

No one thought that adopting a cat was a result of an imperfect quest system; they simply believed that they had accidentally achieved so feat and thus earned a reward.

The mount system had been open for a while, but it was a small-scale test.

The Calamity Warhorse couldn’t keep up with the Undead’s advancent, ultimately becoming a beast of burden for hauling goods.

The pet system, however, remained closed, so this sudden provision of a companion really hit ho for most people.

“Beast companions can give you a little help, like keeping watch or boosting your strength for combat, but they’re not good at fighting.

I hope you’ll protect them instead of harming them, and please rember they have their own personalities, so don’t make them unhappy,” Lind said.

“Later on, I will introduce a reset function for beast companions here.

If you think your beast companion’s personality doesn’t match yours, you can co and et a new companion, but it’ll cost you a little.”

“Hurry, when does it start?

I can’t wait anymore!”

So people imdiately began to analyze, “It seems each beast companion has a different personality, and different personalities will surely have an impact.

Is this another part to grind?

If this ga didn’t entirely lack a monetization channel, I’d suspect the ga planner ca from browser gas, with an utterly blatant monetization strategy on their face.”

“So are you going to spend on it or not?”

“Of course, I will spend.

As an old Hunter, how could I not have my own reliable Elu Cat companion, right?”

“Cats can’t fight?

Heh, then you don’t know how worthless I am!

As long as it can take action, I can train it to be a mainstay!”

The Undead entered the Beast Sacrificial Ground, and three thousand people filled the open-air rotunda do of the Beast Sacrificial Ground to capacity.

Beast Girl Soralis clutched her Magic Wand in both hands, thinking about Lind’s recent instructions.

“You just pray, leave the rest to us.”

She thought Lind was deceiving the Undead, and she had evidence.

She even wanted to expose Lind directly, to explain to the Undead how he conjured the “beast companion feature” from nothing, setting up everything from appearance to personality to abilities, including how to charge for it, and even forcing poor combinations to have a greater ratio.

But she couldn’t do it because distributing Dominus’s power was also part of the Beastmaster’s plan, to let more people touch Dominus’s power.

Maybe so Undead would choose to be eternally loyal to the Beastmaster, offering up their belief.

Lind’s strength was also beyond their ability to confront; they had to cooperate obediently.

The weak and feeble group, just follow orders.

The Undead looked forward to the Beast Girl with expectation.

After a while, they were enveloped in golden light, and their consciousness seed to enter a void-like space.

“I am the Beastmaster, choose your beast companion.”

…

My Huanqu will not lose heard that voice, and with a grave expression, began searching for the options.

“Hm?

Why is there nothing here?”

Just as he was puzzled, suddenly three golden lights burst forth.

“Damn, gold!” My Huanqu will not lose was thrilled.

But when the first golden light revealed its form, the smile disappeared from his face.

There was no golden Legend.

Just a very ordinary cat, and rather ugly to boot.

But as a Ranger, a beast companion’s attributes, personality, and skills were more important, and he rembered Lind’s previous careful reminder that personality was crucial.

“Personality: Scared of Blood, Gloomy”

“Skill: Beast Roar”

“Available Title Slots for Beast: 2”

The whole cat looked ordinary no matter how you looked at it.

Why did it shimr with golden light?

Was gold just for show, giving off golden gleams once opened?

And My Huanqu will not lose noticed another issue; the drawn cat ca with a Title slot, aning the number of Titles he could equip depended entirely on the beast companion’s capacity.

His gaze shifted to the second beast companion, also sparkling with golden light.

This one was much nicer.

It had a black coat with white gloves, heterochromia.

“Personality: Warlike, Steady”

“Skill: Dance and Sing”

“Available Beast Title Slots: 4”

Such a nice personality, but why does it have a Dance and Sing skill?

It looks completely mismatched.

Then his gaze moved to the third beast companion.

It resembled a British Shorthair, looked a bit chubby, cute but not ugly.

“Personality: Bloodlust, Unyielding”

“Skills: Throwing Hidden Weapons”

“Available Beast Title Slots: 4”

No need to hesitate anymore, my Huanqu decided and imdiately chose the third beast companion.

“What would you like your beast companion to be called?”

“I can na it myself?

That makes sense, it’s quite normal to na them.”

After a brief mont of thought, he imdiately said, “Tom!”

After receiving Tom, my Huanqu proceeded to pull out an extra quiver he had and handed it to Tom: “It’s filled with all the hidden weapons I’ve saved up, so poisonous, so Alchemical Bombs.

They’re all yours now.”

Tom bared his teeth in a Bloodlust-filled grin: “ow!”

A high-five between man and cat, best partners achieved!

The sa selection process was occurring simultaneously.

The Undead were either sighing deeply or jumping with joy to celebrate landing a good companion.

With flashes of light, a variety of cats appeared beside the Undead, and what was notable about these cats was that they walked on two legs, just like humans.

They greeted their new companions with excitent.

“Ah?

Why though!” soone let out a frustrated Wailing as after three attempts, he didn’t manage to draw one that was of any use; he had no choice but to spend money for another draw.

…

The Beastmaster curled up beside Lind, Its power rapidly dispersing, though the impact wasn’t significant.

So Deities’ power stemd from their Believers, while others were inherently powerful, and Believers sought their protection through their own volition.

Having Believers or not wasn’t crucial.

Watching the long line in front of him, the Beastmaster couldn’t help but sneak a glance at Lind.

Humans, indeed dangerous, even to their own kind.

Whether it was the current Dominus or the previous one, when soone prayed for power, they would grant all the power that their bodies and souls could endure without reservation.

So, they were puzzled by Lind’s actions, almost as if Lind feared the Undead gaining the Beast Power.

However, if he was truly afraid of the Undead gaining the power, he could simply ban that segnt entirely.

“My Lord, I wish to exchange for another beast companion.”

Lind didn’t speak but simply pointed towards the wooden sign at the entrance.

The Undead turned to look and let out a sigh of relief internally.

There it was, the familiar wooden sign with the familiar “Test Update”.

Seeing that thing made them feel secure; following Lind was indeed the most reliable choice, everything was so official.

[“Blazing Sumr, a beast companion to make your sumr joyful!”, 3000 beast teeth (limited ti), for the chance to exchange for a new companion to adventure together]

It sounded too bold; one might think they were offering phone plans.

But it was precisely this incongruity with the ga setting that assured the Undead that what they were interacting with was an official part of the ga, as no NPC in this world could possibly understand the concept of a “joyful sumr”.

It was just a bit pricey.

“3000 for a limited ti?

How much is it without the limit?”

“From what I understand, the things Lind cos up with aren’t limited ti discounts, but rather after this period, the feature gets shut down.”

Then what are we waiting for?

Let’s splurge!”

“I’ve only saved up a little over twenty thousand beast teeth from taking kickbacks at Lionheart Fort, and now, I feel like it’s all going to be spent here.”

“Just get one that’s decent; one must accept their bad luck.”