After transmigrating through countless worlds, the Beast Tamer Cub plucked all the Heavenly Dao bein

Bai Gao is currently working on a very serious task. Because he caused trouble by pressing buttons randomly before, he's now afraid to press them. But how will Bai Gao know what they do if he doesn't press them?

Bai Gao could have directly asked Bai Mi, but ever since their communication was suddenly cut off, he hasn't been able to contact her anymore. Having no other option, he had to spend points to check.

As a system, Bai Gao is probably the first in history to use the points in his own personal treasury to check his own usefulness. He hadn't thought of this, but looking at his severely shrunken personal treasury, Bai Gao still felt like crying.

Waaaaah~ No wonder people say knowledge is money. They don't know if knowledge is money, but it definitely earns points.

Perhaps influenced by Ningbao, Baigao has now learned to measure the value of things using lollipops. Whenever Baigao thinks about the lollipops she could get with the points she spent, she feels an unbearable pang of heartache.

But sadness aside, the money still had to be spent. At least Bai Gao now knew what that button did—it was the one that brought everyone to this godforsaken place.

The function of that thing is:

Transfer the host and all those closely connected to the host to the same area as the "Savior".

Bai Gao didn't quite understand what exactly this "same area" meant. If this ability were to be used, the deviation could be quite large, which seemed like a trap for the host.

Also, what exactly is this "savior"?

Looking at his nearly empty savings account, Bai Gao decided to ask Wen Ya about this issue. If Wen Ya didn't know, he would investigate further; every little bit saved counted.

"Savior?"

Wenya felt the word sounded familiar. Had she heard it somewhere before? That's right, she'd heard it at the Beast Taming Heavenly Path... no, it should be called Huai Bao now. She'd heard the word from Huai Bao before; Dali was the savior of the Beast Taming world.

"Savior is an exaggerated title. You could use 'protagonist,' 'chosen one,' or 'child of destiny' instead. They're all pretty much the same. Like..."

Wenya originally wanted to say Dali, but she suddenly remembered that Baigao didn't know Dali, so she changed her mind and said:

"Just like Li Qinglan in the previous apocalyptic world."

"Can they really save the world?"

Bai Gao seemed to understand, but not quite.

"Of course not. If they really had the ability to save the world, why would Heaven need to seek external assistance? These people are at most given better luck or some minor cheat codes. One person cannot save the world; a group of people can."

Bai Gao was even more confused:

"Isn't Ning Bao doing something to save the world?"

"So-called salvation is about influencing the moral codes or ideologies of most living beings in this world. True history is certainly created by millions of living beings; how can one person accomplish that?"

Don't be fooled by how eloquently Wen Ya speaks to Bai Gao; she doesn't actually understand much herself. She only knows what Mu Mu told her before.

What Mumu said at the time was that although everyone seems to only remember heroes and leaders, nothing can be accomplished with just a leader. If the will of all beings is like this, then even if it's not this savior, then it will be another. If it's not this chosen one, then it will be another genius.

Ning Bao cannot save the world single-handedly; she lacks that ability, as does anyone else, not even the Heavenly Dao. The so-called "turning the tide" ultimately requires the support of the vast majority of the people. If the majority opposes it, then there is no way to turn the tide at all.

It is the millions of living beings in this small world who created this small world and determined its fate, not any one person.

Mumu was explaining it to Ningbao, and Ningbao's eyes were practically spinning like mosquito coils. Ugh, so much stuff Ningbao didn't understand. But… whatever, if she didn't understand, so be it. Ningbao just needed to do what Mumu said.

That's right, Ningbao is just that carefree. Anyway, you can't go wrong listening to Mumu.

"Where is this savior?"

Bai Gao shook his head, which was full of mush. He couldn't understand anything at all. He decided to ask something he could understand.

"I don't know, does anyone know exactly what this 'certain range' refers to?"

Wenya also felt that the White Cake feature was a real rip-off; it felt like a useless, rubbish feature.

……

Deep, deep underground, Ningbao was crunching away at some fruit. The vines had given her these fruits; they were incredibly sweet and delicious, and the fuzz around her mouth was covered in juice.

"Can Ningbao pack some to take with her?"

Without hesitation, the vine tapped twice, then coiled over an even larger pile of fruit. It displayed remarkable generosity: plenty!

A flawless version after careful inspection!

Honestly, the vine's direct gesture of giving the fruit was much easier to understand than the previous gesticulation. Ningbao understood it immediately and started stuffing it into her spatial bag without saying a word.

This fruit is really sweet and delicious, and perhaps because the tree has developed sentience, the fruit contains a certain amount of power, making it a spiritual fruit.

Let's rewind ten minutes:

Ning Bao and the vine stared at each other for a long time. Ning Bao suddenly remembered that she had refined a lot of pills in the last world to use in this world, but she had hardly used them at all in this world.

"Ningbao, try feeding him some pills and see if it can wake him up and make him walk on his own."

Ningbao took out her colorful little plastic bottle and poured out one pill after another.

Without exception, these pills exuded a chilling aura from the inside out. Most of them were light blue, with a few being dark purple mixed with a few streaks of green, making them look more like poison.

But the vine didn't care about any of that. It just wanted the guy to leave quickly. As for whether these pills would cause any harm to the ghost? No way! This ghost had already caused a lot of damage to its roots. It wasn't some kind of tree that would repay evil with kindness. If these pills could really hurt the ghost, it would be secretly happy.

However, the vine still nudged Ning Bao, indicating that if there was really a problem with these pills, they shouldn't let the snake realize it as soon as it woke up. If a fight broke out, the two of them probably wouldn't come out on top.

Ning Bao was unaware that her pills had been mistaken for poison, and glanced at the vine poking her with some confusion.

Hmm~ Ningbao doesn't want to play Pictionary again for at least a year! 凸(>皿<)凸