The next day, everyone in the special training class headed to the school's Beast Taming Arena, preparing for today's class beast taming competition.
Shen Wushuang looked over the class and immediately noticed three people were missing.
"Everyone quiet down for a moment. Wait for me!"
Meanwhile, in Dorm Room 102.
Chen Shu and his two roommates were sleeping soundly, showing no signs of waking up. Classic post-vacation syndrome.
Chen Shu felt something slippery on his face, like something was licking him.
"Hehehe..."
He let out his signature sleazy laugh. Then his nose twitched.
Hm? Why does it smell so foul?
Chen Shu rubbed his eyes and forced them open, looking beside him.
A terrifying snake head was continuously flicking its tongue, licking his face.
Seeing Chen Shu wake up, the giant serpent even stretched its mouth wide, as if smiling.
"What the fuck!"
Chen Shu roared. His mind snapped to full alertness instantly. The slime was summoned in a flash and sat directly on the giant snake.
The other two were startled awake by Chen Shu's outburst. Their pupils contracted as they stared at the giant serpent in the dorm—at least ten meters long.
"Quick reflexes!"
Shen Wushuang stood on the balcony, looking at the three inside.
There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. He hadn't expected Chen Shu's reaction speed to be this fast.
If it were any other student, they might not cry, but they'd at least freeze up. Who would immediately go on the offensive like Chen Shu?
Shen Wushuang raised an eyebrow, looking at the three. "How long were you three planning to sleep?"
Only then did the trio reluctantly get out of bed and prepare to wash up before heading to the Beast Taming Arena.
Looking at their matching hospital gowns, Shen Wushuang's mouth twitched. His eyes swept the room.
Was this really a high school dorm?
Fifteen minutes later.
The four arrived at the Beast Taming Arena. Quite a few people turned to look.
Shen Wushuang walked to the front and announced, "Today's beast taming competition officially begins!"
Everyone was pumped up, eager to prove themselves.
Although they were beast taming students, they didn't get many opportunities to fight. The first two years of high school were mainly about building fundamentals.
Now in their senior year, it was time for practical combat training.
The cultural subjects on the college entrance exam were similar to their usual tests, but the beast taming section involved actual combat.
The country invested massive educational resources with the goal of training Beast Tamers who were truly skilled in battle.
Chen Shu and his two roommates stood in the back row, holding their soy milk and fried dough sticks, completely ignoring whatever Shen Wushuang was saying.
"First match: Chen Shu versus Sun Ziyang!"
Chen Shu, mid-breakfast, froze. First match is me?
He walked to the area below the competition platform. To prevent student accidents, contestants didn't go on stage themselves—the match was purely between contract spirits.
Chen Shu raised an eyebrow. "Oh? It's you, chubby kid?"
Sun Ziyang looked displeased but said nothing. He summoned his contract spirit.
A creature that looked part-wolf, part-leopard appeared on the platform. Its eyes were sharp, and its four claws gleamed with golden light. It was clearly no pushover.
A B-rank Golden Claw Beast?
Many people turned to watch, paying attention to the first match. Everyone in the class was a competitor, so naturally they wanted to understand each person's strength.
The Golden Claw Beast was agile with powerful attacks—a fairly well-rounded contract spirit.
"Summon your contract spirit."
Sun Ziyang's eyes blazed with fighting spirit. Since the teacher said those with ability could do whatever they wanted, he was going to do whatever he wanted today.
"In a hurry to die?"
Chen Shu glanced over, took a bite of his fried dough stick, and summoned the Golden Slime.
"An F-rank contract spirit? And that got him into the special training class? The entry requirements must be pretty low."
Du Long frowned. As a transfer student, he naturally didn't know about the final exam situation.
"Brother Long, that slime isn't simple."
Someone explained to him, describing the slime's outstanding performance during the exams, especially its defensive capabilities.
"Huh? A Level 7 contract spirit?"
Tang Lie frowned from below. He hadn't expected Chen Shu to be a Level 7 Beast Tamer.
Though summer break had passed, there still weren't many Level 7 Beast Tamers in the class.
Sun Ziyang's expression grew serious as well. He was only a Level 6 Beast Tamer—this meant he'd be fighting above his level.
Someone asked, puzzled, "Wait, why doesn't that slime have eyes?"
"Snore snore snore~~~" The slime made sleeping sounds, even blowing a snot bubble from its mouth...
"How dare you look down on me!"
Sun Ziyang's expression twisted with rage. He shouted, "Go! Golden Claw Beast!"
The Golden Claw Beast's hind legs kicked off powerfully, lunging forward in an impressive display of momentum!
The slime, on the other hand, continued sleeping soundly, completely ignoring it.
Bam bam bam!
The Golden Claw Beast's claws slashed wildly, tearing at the slime.
In an instant, blood kept splattering from the slime's body. The scene looked brutal.
"Such powerful attacks! Such fast attack speed!"
Someone below exclaimed in amazement. They hadn't expected the Golden Claw Beast to be so fierce—it was mesmerizing.
"Pfft..."
Chen Shu couldn't help but laugh. He'd tried to hold it in but failed.
Someone asked, "Your slime is already injured and you can still laugh?"
"Uh, classmate, just a reminder—slime blood is colorless..."
At those words, everyone's eyes widened as they stared at the red blood on the competition platform.
"Looks like... it's the Golden Claw Beast that's bleeding."
Everyone's gazes shifted to Sun Ziyang.
He was gritting his teeth, cold sweat seeping from his forehead, but he still hadn't given up.
The Golden Claw Beast's attack power is strong—how could it possibly fail to break through?!
Also, why does my contract spirit keep getting hurt?!
Chen Shu casually ate his breakfast. The slime's strength was already extraordinary—it wasn't your average F-rank contract spirit at all.
It was just that he kept encountering powerful enemies.
Now facing a Level 6 contract spirit? Child's play.
Chen Shu grinned. "Had enough fun yet?"
The moment he spoke, the slime's eyes snapped open. It tried its best to look fierce, but no matter how you looked at it, its expression was just adorable.
The Charge skill activated!
WHAM!
The Golden Claw Beast, still frantically attacking, was instantly sent flying. Its body traced a perfect parabolic arc before crashing heavily below the platform.
"Chen Shu wins!"
Shen Wushuang announced, secretly sighing. He hadn't expected Sun Ziyang to be this bad.
He clearly couldn't break through the slime's defense, and his Golden Claw Beast was taking rebound damage, yet he kept attacking anyway.
If this student entered an Alternate Dimension, he'd basically be cannon fodder...
Chen Shu raised an eyebrow, his signature sleazy grin spreading across his face. "Grandson! You're useless!"
"My name is Sun Ziyang." The chubby kid clenched his fists, absolutely furious.
"Oh! Grandson! Raise You? No Way!"[1]
"......"
You really are a genius at splitting up names...