The Cultivation of Beast Masters from the End of the World

"Master Beastmaster, please save us!" "As long as you can preserve the empire, I am willing to donate my life's wealth." "As long as you can protect the empire, the entire Beastmaster Guild will be your backing!" All this will start three years later... It was three years ago when I woke up again, and the mutated spiritual pets were everywhere with murderous intentions... "My head hurts so much. Why am I here?" Guo Zifan turned down the hospital table and looked at the injured patients on his left and right, lost in thought.