My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 1805 - 521: Gary Smith: Don’t Become Me, Surpass Me!_2
Chapter 1805: Chapter 521: Gary Smith: Don’t Become Me, Surpass Me!_2
"However, this time, the gift I’m offering is fifty percent of the profits from future Star Realm developments by the King Family," Henry Harris’s father gazed at the dazzling starry sky as he spoke, leaving Henry Harris utterly dumbfounded.
Fifty percent?
And it’s profits!
They’d have to work themselves to the bone, risk their lives, while Gary Smith does absolutely nothing and still takes fifty percent?
This is outright robbery!
Father is blatantly overdrawing the future of the King Family.
Henry Harris’s father offered no explanation, merely staring at the sky with a profound expression and said, "I’ve already convinced all the elders of the clan, for this is a ticket, a ticket to..."
"A share in the feast of the future!"
The grand general has already proven with his strength... It wasn’t the chaotic era that shaped him, but him who illuminated the chaotic era.
As long as he survives the pursuit of the Gods, his becoming crowned king is almost inevitable, perhaps even ascending to the pinnacle among kings.
The cake of the Star Realm may be vast, but it’s equally scalding to the touch. Giving away a portion does not mean starvation—it might instead ensure the cake grows larger.
If Gary Smith can defeat the multiracial factions, then although the shares may diminish, the returns will be far greater.
He is binding future interests to a future king. After all, at this stage, the True Kings hardly bother with them, and even lining up for tributes would be necessary.
If the gamble pays off, the family will prosper for generations!
As for losing the gamble...
Gary Smith would probably perish, and by then the Human Clan would likely already face extinction.
A somewhat better outcome would be the Human Clan barely hanging on, but with the Star Realm’s resources snatched away by other big shots, until the King Family produced an excellent descendant who might reclaim it.
This is the wisdom of noble families.
Using the future to fight for the future!
For now, having the chance to join Gary Smith at the feast of the future and secure a position is already a stroke of tremendous luck.
The conversation between Henry Harris and his father is merely a reflection of the entire Alliance.
Several big families, great forces, and even certain factions of the Righteous God Cult are in contact with Elliot Pine, vying for this ticket.
They’ve begun sending their excellent young girls to the banquet in hopes of increasing opportunities to meet Gary Smith.
If by chance they caught his eye, it’d be a meteoric rise, instantly becoming a concubine of the False King.
Perhaps even bearing the Sun Bloodline—if inheriting just one-tenth of Gary Smith’s talent, it’d be unparalleled greatness.
Elliot Pine was grinning ear to ear; even though he was once a genius of the Imperial City’s Pine Family, promoted to the Radiant Moon Tier, before these big shots, he’d have to behave humbly.
How could it compare to now, where everyone is bending over backwards to curry favor with him?
Old Pine was so elated, his catchphrase had become "Gary Smith is the best student I’ve ever taught in my life!"
What? He’s the School Headmaster, doesn’t need to teach students?
Rumors! Clearly, it was his tireless mentorship and discerning eyes that discovered a once-in-a-lifetime genius like Gary Smith.
If anyone can prove otherwise, they’re welcome to dig through history!
"That brat says he doesn’t like crowds, but when it comes to receiving gifts, he shuts right up." Old Pine grunted, having thoroughly figured out the kid’s nature.
Gary Smith, barely worth a second thought!
But the spirited old Pine had his own troubles.
And that trouble was his granddaughter.
Look at Ginger Thorn, who got to know Gary Smith even later. Their relationship was already established, with her occasionally tenderly accommodating little Gary Smith.
Yet his granddaughter, who had a closer relationship, was still fumbling around cluelessly, incapable of noticing a nearby Golden Mountain, let alone finding a relic.
Especially since Elliot Pine could see that his granddaughter clearly had feelings but didn’t dare express them, always pretending to be indifferent. Yet the emotions in her eyes were impossible to conceal.
’Pathetic. Tsundere is outdated in my era.’
"If I had known back then, I’d have locked the two of them in a room and made sure the rice was cooked before dealing with it!" Old Pine lamented in his heart. Too bad he couldn’t take Gary Smith down now, but since it’s his granddaughter, he still had to create opportunities for her.
Ellie had similar thoughts.
Recently, as Gary Smith’s sole personal maid, she’d enjoyed plenty of favor and bribes from various factions.
The multiracial factions were never an unbreakable unit; the kings had merely been forced to unite temporarily. Were it not for the Human Clan’s threat, they’d have long turned on each other.
So it’s no surprise that the ranks below aren’t unified. Some races are hedging their bets, especially the neutral ones near Abyss, where nation-building was fragile, perpetually fearing they’d be wiped out if Gary Smith disliked them.
But reaching out directly to the Human Clan was difficult, so their eyes turned to Ellie.
In the eyes of outsiders, Ellie, the woman for whom Gary Smith risked his life to humiliate the Crown Prince of Years Catastrophe, must surely hold his deep affection.
This was undoubtedly Gary Smith’s concubine.
Perhaps she could whisper influential words by his pillow; as long as there was no racial discrimination, they’d grovel at her feet.
As a result, Ellie reminisced over the feeling of commanding multiracial factions’ power. She’d had a brief taste of this authority as Crown Princess Consort once.
But while the Crown Prince of Years Catastrophe relied on the True King of Years Catastrophe’s prestige, Gary Smith relied entirely on his own.
Thus, even the proudest races had to bow their heads—True Kings ignored them, but Gary Smith... he had all the time in the world to deal with troublemakers.
Yet, despite her immense power, Ellie wasn’t happy—in fact, her heart was growing increasingly bitter.
She’d been flaunting around her assets daily in front of her master, often drawing his attention to linger on her, yet still, he hadn’t come forward to give her the intimacy she so badly wanted.
Because of Ginger Thorn’s existence, Ellie knew Gary Smith’s sexual orientation was fine. Instead, she began questioning whether she lacked allure.
After all, any woman standing before Little Spider would inevitably feel inferior!
Ellie couldn’t figure it out, but she could only try harder to please her master and do everything perfectly.
