Beast Taming: Infinite Simulation as a Tamed Beast

Chapter 21: It's Impossible to Look Better Than Me

As for losing?

Sorry, please take a look at the panel below.

[Name]: Barry (Slime)

[Attribute]: Water

[Species Level]: Low-grade Transcendent

[Growth Level]: Awakening Level 5

[Racial Talent]: Devour (Entry-level), Amplification (Entry-level)

[Skills]: Fast Movement (Perfect), Water Sniping (Mastery), Collision (Mastery), Water Cannon (Beginner), Water Whirlpool (Beginner)

[Introduction]: A slime summoned through the Dimensional Summoning Contract, it seems there's something odd about it.

"That year, I held Barry in my hands, not knowing who my opponents were."

Basically, the students in the school had just contracted their pet beasts about a month ago, and the most they could have trained them to reach was Awakening Level 3.

If they didn't carefully raise their pet beasts and directly used resources like Energy Fruit and Energy Crystals to increase their growth level, it would be like pulling up seedlings to help them grow.

This would greatly damage their pet beast's potential, and basically no Beast Master would do it that way.

As for the Commander Species pet beasts, they indeed have strong combat power. But the higher their species level, the longer their growth cycle would be.

At this stage, they still couldn't compare with Vincent's Barry.

As Vincent was calculating how he could take advantage of more people, a commotion came from the surrounding area.

"So beautiful! Just like a doll!"

"One of the Campus Five Black? Why did he come?"

"He should be looking for Vincent."

Hearing someone mention his name, Vincent looked towards the door following the crowd's gaze.

A beautiful and delicate girl stood at the classroom door, dressed in a pink and white Lolita outfit that adorned her petite, curvaceous body. Exquisite patterns were woven on it, embellished with tiny, delicate dazzling gems.

Beneath the skirt, layers of pink lace that resembled waves draped over her white stockings, giving the entire outfit a dainty, sweet, and innocent vibe, just like a doll.

This scene startled Vincent for 2 seconds, only remembering who this doll-like girl was when she waved at him with a smile.

"Vincent!"

"Damn, Sebastian Wood?!"

Vincent recalled that this stunning girl, no, boy, was none other than his only friend, Sebastian Wood.

"Don't say anything yet, let me think." Vincent covered his eyes with both hands, contemplating information about Sebastian in his mind.

Sebastian Wood, male according to his ID card and himself, a senior high school student.

His parents owned a large women's clothing store, and treated him like a free model, dressing him in their company's designs since he was young.

Ranked as one of the Campus Five Black in Los Angeles's First Beast Master High School.

The chance encounter with Vincent was a cliché hero-rescues-damsel-in-distress story.

Vincent was the "damsel."

At that time, Vincent was confessed to by a girl, and as usual, he refused and casually mocked her a few times. However, she snapped and wanted to beat him up.

Sebastian saw the situation and intervened to save Vincent.

Afterward, the two became friends, not too close but not too distant, their relationship was rather lukewarm.

"I should've dug deeper into my memory about him. Before this, I only knew Sebastian was a guy, and didn't pay attention to anything else."

However, Vincent's inner turmoil was far from calm, as he felt an incongruity, and his sixth sense told him that Sebastian was a female.

After thinking for a while, Vincent finally understood the source of this incongruity.

"This guy must be a girl."

"Because there's no way a male could be as good-looking as me!"

He raised his head, eyes sparkling, and looked at the spot three inches below Sebastian's navel.

"Vincent, what are you..." Sebastian squirmed uncomfortably.

After staring for a few seconds, Vincent abandoned the idea of probing further, feeling that reaching out might lead to something terrible happening.

"It doesn't matter if this guy is a guy or a girl; why do I care?" Vincent scolded himself in his mind.

"I remember you're in Class Two, right? Why did you come to Class One?" Vincent asked.

"It's actual combat class next, and a lot of people wanted to challenge you. I saw your nonchalant attitude and came to warn you specially."

Sebastian said worriedly, "These guys are too much, they know you've just contracted a pet beast not long ago, and only contracted a slime... "

"Don't worry!" Vincent was eager, "Watch me smash their heads with my slime. No, I mean the pet beast's heads."

Sebastian wanted to say something, but Vincent had already followed his classmates out of the classroom, heading to the playground. Sebastian had no choice but to follow his steps.

About 200 students from Senior Year Classes 1 to 5 were required to attend the actual combat class on the playground.

With so many people from the five classes, the playground's area was adequately spacious.

Although the actual combat classes for all the classes were held simultaneously, they were not mixed together. Instead, they were separated by their classes and led by their respective actual combat teachers.

Vincent followed his classmates to Class One's designated location, lined up and waited for the teacher.

He glanced to his side, a little speechless.

"You seem to belong to Class Two, right?"

"Yes."

"Then why did you come to Class One for class?"

"Of course it's to protect you. Don't worry, my family invested so much in this, changing classes for lessons is just a small matter; the teacher won't say anything to me."

Hearing this, Vincent could only complain about how carefree the rich were.

Generally, the school didn't allow students to wear anything other than the school uniform from Monday to Friday. However, Sebastian's parents had given so much that the school had to let it slide.

Teachers were even told to turn a blind eye to other minor issues, like skipping class.

Vincent looked around, and even though he was eye-catching on his own, now that the equally eye-catching Sebastian was with him, the entire class's attention was on them.

To be honest, the pressure was pretty intense.

At this point, the actual combat class teacher, Zoey Green, came over. She was a Junior Master Beast Tamer, appearing to be just over twenty years old.

She had beautiful, fiery, wavy red hair, a voluptuous yet aggressive body, and a gorgeous face filled with aggression. Her alluring black eyes emitted a chilling glare that people dared not look at.

Zoey scanned the class. When she saw Sebastian, she hesitated for a moment, rolled her eyes helplessly, and immediately shifted her gaze to Vincent.

"You finally contracted a pet beast? It's a pity it's not a Three-tailed Fox." Zoey said to Vincent with some regret.

"There are no weak pet beasts, only weak Beast Masters. And my slime is much stronger than an ordinary slime."

Vincent summoned Barry into his arms, his words showing confidence in his pet beast.