Diabolical Eggplant

Lin Jin never imagined he would ever transmigrate. And to such a peculiar world at that. Here, deadly beasts were regarded as sacred, and thankfully, he owned a museum for deadly beasts.
“Master, this is just a dying little tortoise…”
“What tortoise? This is a rare species that contains the blood of a Black Tortoise and could be promoted up to level seven.”
“What about this shedding mongrel?”
“Mongrel? How narrow-minded. This is a branch descendant of the snarling hound with a hint of Kirin’s blood. Take my word for it and sign the blood contract at once. I guarantee you that you'll soar to success and be on your path to invincibility!”

_Lunaelle

The_Dreamweavers

EndlessFantasy Translation 

Museum of Deadly Beasts

Spitting_Alpaca

Inside the tiny yard, Lin Jin stood before Zombie Cthulhu's coffin. For the past two days, Zombie Cthulhu hadn't moved but he didn't feel lonely at all. There were beasts and monsters like the shadow wolf, Goldy, and White Ape in this yard where they all kept him company, especially the group of fox cubs.

The liveliest place in the entire house was this beast pen.

Lin Jin would check Zombie Cthulhu's condition daily and his recovery had proven to be much faster than he had anticipated. Now that Lin Jin had a premium tomb moss with him, Zombie Cthulhu's condition should improve noticeably in the next two days. A full recovery shouldn't be too big of an obstacle.

To Lin Jin, this was an important task because he was bound by a promise to Coffin Man.

Shedding