Beast Taming: Infinite Simulation as a Tamed Beast

Chapter 32: High Duplication Rate

For elemental species, most of them do not have vocal organs and can only convey their thoughts through psychic connections.

During yesterday's simulation, Vincent Wolf had successfully made peace with the Water Spirit through such means and even got it to follow him as the boss.

Barry the Slime baby felt wronged. After all, he was only recently born, and to expect him to learn to speak was too much to ask for.

Through Vincent Wolf's education, Barry got some ideas about the Water Flow Armor skill and started a new round of learning.

After that, Wolfs had nothing more to do. The students enthusiastically practiced under his guidance, and Barry was no longer harassed by the pinches of the Fighting Shrimp.

Only Vincent Wolf was left in a daze. Zoey Green couldn't stand it and allowed him to check information on his mobile phone but forbade him to play games.

Like this, it was time to go home after the training class ended.

He returned to the classroom to pack up his textbooks and neatly organized them.

After school in the afternoon, most students would not go home but participate in club activities.

The activities of the clubs usually last one to three hours before they go home.

However, Vincent Wolf has always gone home. Although many clubs have sent him invitations, such as the Light Music Club, Exotic Pet Appreciation Club, Service Club, Diving Club, SOS Club, Classical Club, SOX Club, Neighbor Club, Literature Club, Animation Club, etc., he has declined them all.

Actually, Vincent Wolf was quite curious about these clubs, but he now had a task at hand. He would investigate the Exotic Pet Appreciation Club and others tomorrow.

He opened the school forum app and took a picture of his handmade "love letter box".

He posted the picture of the love letter box on the forum.

[Vincent Wolf: I just can't keep up.

Today, I received over a hundred love letters. Are you guys trying to make me start a "love rejection club"?

The club activity is rejecting love letters, right?

School's out at four. If I reject one person every five minutes, I'll be done just in time to sleep at midnight.

Nice, even leaving me time to sleep. You do have some conscience.

From today, I'll set up a love letter box. All love letters should be thrown in here. After school, I'll randomly pick one "lucky guy" to reject.

After selecting, the result will be posted in this thread. If there's no response within five minutes, it's void. ]

After sending it out, Vincent Wolf took out a letter, opened it, and read it. It looked similar to the love letters that boys wrote to girls in his previous life.

He then took out his phone and embarked on a search using parts of it.

"Hmm, 95% duplication rate, unqualified."

Next, he looked at the name and location at the end of the letter.

He then wrote a reply in the thread and pinned it to the top.

[Congratulations ——***, you are the first lucky person to be chosen for rejection. Please reply to this post within five minutes. If you exceed the time limit, your chance will be void.]

After waiting for five minutes and receiving no response, Vincent Wolf un-pinned the comment, then sent a[You have exceeded the time limit]message.

Completing these tasks, Vincent Wolf quickly departed the classroom and headed towards the school gate.

...

"How is it that the 'Extinguishing Fortune Club' is still trying to block me?"

Vincent Wolf was perplexed. He'd already clarified the matter about Flora Gates, there should be no reason for these people to pester him anymore.

Before leaving the school gate, he noticed familiar faces from the Extinguishing Fortune Club. He directly used Fast Movement to escape while they weren't looking.

"Now that you guys have the upper hand, let's see how tough you are when we meet again!"

As soon as he exited the school gates, Vincent Wolf bought several new outfits from a clothing store, including jackets, hoodies, coats, and raincoats.

Without exception, all of them came with hoods!

"Long live the hoodie!"

Vincent Wolf decided to join the Hoodie Party for a hundred years.

He quickly changed into an outfit in a nearby restroom. The remaining clothes were stored in the Space Bracelet for future use.

Completely prepared and feeling secure, Vincent Wolf set off for the Beast Tamer Association.

The Beast Tamer Association was not far from the school. As Vincent Wolf was now flush with funds, he took a cab directly.

The taxi driver was a middle-aged chatterbox. However, when he saw that Vincent Wolf, apart from mentioning a destination, was otherwise silent, he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

To mask his anxiety, the driver gave a forced laugh before attempting to initiate conversation.

But the driver soon found himself unable to carry on the conversation.

Looking through the rear view mirror, he noticed Vincent Wolf's face being completely covered by a hoodie and mask.

No matter how the driver tried to start a conversation, Vincent Wolf simply wouldn't engage.

The driver was not a Beast Tamer, but he'd heard that many weird characters existed among Beast Tamers. They were not to be offended, lest one courted trouble and disaster.

The driver was suddenly gripped with fear. He stopped talking and focused on driving, occasionally glancing fearfully at the rear view mirror, as if fearing that Vincent Wolf would suddenly go berserk.

After a while, the taxi finally reached its destination.

As Vincent Wolf stepped out of the cab, and was just about to take out his phone to pay, the taxi driver stepped on the gas, and the car raced away like an arrow.

Vincent Wolf was left standing alone, holding his phone in a daze.

"???"

"What happen while I was napping?"

"Are cabs free nowadays?"

Unsure of what had just happened, Vincent Wolf put his phone away.

In any case, it wasn't his fault for not wanting to pay. Since the driver didn't want the money, he let it slide. He couldn't possibly chase after the cab, insisting on paying.

Besides, saving a bit here and there was a good thing. A few tens of Cathay currency was still money.

Having made sense of the situation, Vincent Wolf looked up at the towering building in front of him.

This was the Los Angeles Beastmaster Association.

Wolf walked forward, followed the guidance step by step, and headed towards the Apprentice Beast Master registration area.

Because it was October now, there weren't many people coming to register for Apprentice Beast Masters.

The registrar handed a form to Vincent Wolf and asked him to fill it out.

Vincent Wolf looked at it and found that it required basic information about the Beast Master and his pet beast.

For the Beast Master, they needed to list things like age, gender, occupation, and bank account number.

For the pet beast, they had to write down the species name, species level, etc.

All of this was quite straightforward, and Vincent Wolf quickly filled it out.

"Please take out your ID, and remove your face-covering. We need to check your face." The receptionist said.

As he handed his ID, Vincent Wolf also took off his mask and hoodie.

"Holy shit!" The receptionist couldn't help blurting out.

"You're done checking, right bro?" Wolf put his face-covering back on.

"Oh... We've finished checking; hold on a moment please!"

The receptionist came back to his senses, hastily placed a card and ID in front of him onto a machine, and muttered to himself in his mind.

"Apparently there are people who look slightly better than me. This is truly an aberration! And this guy, with such looks is also hiding his face, could he be a fugitive? But, would a fugitive dare to register for a Beast Tamer license with his real ID?"