Beast Tamer: Carrying a small world of the end times with you

From the beginning, Qian Er's target for interrogation wasn't Wen Yuanzhou, but Zhao Yuan.

After knocking them both unconscious and tying them up here, he started sharpening his knife, only acting after confirming they were both awake.

All the previous torture of Wen Yuanzhou was just to kill the chicken to scare the monkey; Zhao Yuan was that monkey.

And as expected, Zhao Yuan quickly gave in, revealing everything she knew.

Seeing Qian Er walk towards her, the female lecturer took a few steps back, quickly retreating into the academy gate.

“Haha, teacher, don't be afraid, fighting is forbidden within the academy.”

Qian Er walked over, smiling as he patted the teacher's shoulder, the bloodstains on his hand not yet wiped clean, leaving a large bloody handprint on her shoulder and clothes.

“You… aren't you afraid of retaliation from the Zhao and Wen families?”

The woman was startled by Qian Er's fierce demeanor, subconsciously taking a few steps back, only whispering her question after Qian Er had walked away.

“Hehe, afraid? Of course, I'm afraid. If they come for revenge, then I can only run away.”

The woman's breath caught in her throat, a trace of fear flashing in her eyes.

They were never afraid of Qian Er confronting them head-on. Although Qian Er had grown, they weren't afraid of a town-guardian level Beast Master.

What they feared was that Qian Er didn't have the arrogance of a genius, and wouldn't confront them head-on, but instead, he would bide his time, waiting to grow strong enough before emerging.

Just like… that great calamity back then.

“Not bad, kid, ruthless enough.”

Just as Qian Er was about to return to his dormitory, a familiar voice slowly sounded.

Looking up, he found an old man wearing a black robe, with a large frame, standing not far in front of him.

It was Professor Shi Zhong of the Skeleton Department, a peak quasi-King level Beast Master.

“Here, this is the Bone Forest special attack skill that Little Ice Dragon can learn, as well as the Ice Curse, which can reduce the opponent's speed and inflict frostbite.”

As he spoke, he walked over and handed Qian Er two skill learning machines.

“These were all used by my beasts before. They’re almost brand new. If you still can't learn them after using them all, don't blame this old man for laughing at you.”

Shi Zhong said with a chuckle, stroking his chin with only a few strands of beard.

“Don't worry, Teacher Shi, that won't happen.”

Qian Er took the skill learning machines with a slight smile. How could he panic? With the help of Brain Stones and Merit, his beasts' comprehension was top-notch. So far, they had mastered all skills on the first try.

“Oh ho, little guy, don't talk big.”

Smiling as he patted Qian Er's shoulder, Professor Shi Zhong turned and left.

“Your Soul Banner is a newly discovered beast in the last two years. The strongest one is only Elite level, and there's no path forward. It's purely groping in the dark. Old Yong was just complaining to us about it.”

Professor Zheng didn't know where he came from, gloating.

As for Professor Yong Xuehai, he hadn't been seen yet. That guy didn't use doors; the Shadow Demon's Shadow Advance skill was just too convenient.

“Alright, have you vented your anger?”

After joking about his old friend, Professor Zheng hooked his arm around Qian Er's shoulder and asked with a chuckle.

“Of course, I've vented my anger.”

To this, the smile on Qian Er's face remained unchanged, his tone gentle.

“Tell the truth.”

“If they don't die, I still won't feel safe.”

Professor Zheng was amused, laughing so hard he bent over, constantly patting Qian Er's thigh.

“Alright, you kid have a bit of my old self. But this matter can only end here. With a few of us backing you, the masterminds who attacked you on the surface will soon have their heads sent over by their family heads. Let's put a period to this matter.”

Speaking of those aristocratic families, Professor Zheng's tone was full of mockery.

“They're just going to kill their own relatives to apologize to me?”

Qian Er widened his eyes, feigning surprise. He had seen this kind of thing a lot before, but he didn't expect it to happen in this world, even though there was no pressure to survive.

“Of course, the most important thing for aristocratic families is to maintain their lineage; everything else comes second. You have potential, you have a background, and they can't do anything to you in the academy. They also don't know what you'll become in three years, so naturally they don't dare to gamble.”

As he spoke, he chuckled.

“People have big families and big businesses, so naturally they won't risk their lives against a barefooted person like you.”

Qian Er suddenly understood.

“Alright, go back. There's a private small training ground behind your dormitory. You can't let your beasts fight all out, but you can still experiment with skills. Three days later, go to the Flesh and Blood Department training ground to find me. Before the semester starts, I'll take you to see the Secret Realm first. Speaking of which, you haven't been to a Secret Realm, have you?”

Professor Zheng looked at Qian Er with a smile, his demeanor refined, making it impossible to guess that he was actually a quasi-King of the Flesh and Blood Department.

“No.”

Qian Er shook his head. He had only heard of such high-end things as Secret Realms before; he had never actually seen one.

It was said that Secret Realms were created from the Beast Space after the death of a powerful Beast Master. The beast would die with the Beast Master, and its own energy would feed back to the entire Beast Space, greatly benefiting Beast Masters of the same attribute who entered it.

“Alright, then I'll take you to broaden your horizons.”

Hearing him say this, Qian Er also became somewhat expectant.

He wondered how the things produced in the Secret Realm compared to the Brain Stones of zombies.

Saying goodbye to Professor Zheng and returning to his dormitory, the cat maid had already cleaned up the place early, stretching lazily on the oversized cat tree in the living room.

“Meow?!”

Seeing Qian Er enter covered in blood, about to step on the newly cleaned floor that could reflect light, the cat maid's fur stood on end, immediately blocking Qian Er's path, making threatening purring sounds, one hand clawed, almost ready to scratch Qian Er.

Being stopped, Qian Er even thought the cat maid had lost control, but after a brief exchange in sign language, he finally understood what was going on.

“Mine, mine. Please help me prepare some clean clothes, and also help me wash these clothes and shoes.”

Changing into the slippers the cat maid brought over, Qian Er walked towards the bathroom while unbuttoning his shirt.

Although he didn't lack money at all after displaying his talent, the frugal personality he had maintained for many years still made him reluctant to throw things away.

“Meow?”

The cat maid tilted her head in confusion. Even as a beast, she had heard of Qian Er's name, but she never expected that this genius would actually be such a frugal person?

Lying in the bathtub, Qian Er felt all the bones in his body relax.

It had to be said that the cat maid really had a knack for taking care of people. By the time he walked into the bathroom, she had already organized everything perfectly.

It was fortunate that it was a cat. If it were a person, would that be okay?

No wonder the academy provided cat maids; it was to prevent young and vigorous students from making mistakes.