Beast Tamer: My pet can be reincarnated

Sitting under the shade of the tree, Chris stared at the two Patchy Leaves hanging on the street lamp.

Most wood-type spirit beasts are born with the ability of photosynthesis, and Patchy Leaf is no exception.

The effect of the photosynthesis skill is that the spirit beast can quickly recover its strength and energy when exposed to light.

However, there is a fact about photosynthesis that many poor students and even ordinary beastmasters do not know, which is that it needs trace elements, generally soil, and sufficient water to be maintained for a long time.

Otherwise, once it leaves the environment of soil and water, photosynthesis will consume the trace elements and water stored in the spirit beast's body. It can still restore physical strength and energy in a short period of time, but after a while, the trace elements and water in the spirit beast's body will be consumed in large quantities, which will cause the spirit beast to quickly fall into a weak state. If the time is longer, it may even cause the spirit beast to suffer fundamental damage that cannot be easily cured.

This is the current situation. The two Patchy Leaves are hung on the street lamp, off the ground, unable to absorb trace elements and moisture from the soil, and exposed to the scorching sun at noon in summer. They are already weak... Well, they are still far from weak. But seeing that the two Patchy Leaves no longer kicked each other and looked like they had no strength left, Chris immediately softened his heart.

The original plan was to hang the two Patchy Leaves who led the fight on the street lamp for two hours as punishment, but now, in less than half an hour, Chris let them go.

"Will you dare to do it again next time?"

Holding a cute cartoon yellow duck kettle, Chris watered the two Patchy Leaves that planted themselves in the field. At the same time, he pretended to be angry and questioned in a fierce tone.

"Eaah, eaah!"

"Bing, bing,"

the voice of one of them is a little sharp and loud, while the voice of the other one is softer.

Although he couldn't understand what they were saying, Chris could still feel their sincere and good attitude of admitting their mistakes from the way they were sitting upright with their heads down, like good kids.

"Then, just apologize to each other and shake hands and make peace. We are all good friends and a family that grew up together in the same field!"

Just like a kindergarten teacher coaxing children, Chris continued to persuade them to be in harmony.

The two little ones who had just admitted their mistakes obediently did not give Chris face this time.

The two Patchy Leaves looked at each other.

"Aiya!"

"Hmm!"

They each made a cry containing anger, and the two Patchy Leaves turned their heads at the same time, with their backs to each other.

Among them, the one with a soft whimpering voice wrapped its body with its leaves, forming a potato ball, as if saying "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen."

Chris's forehead was full of black lines and he felt exhausted... It's really not easy to take care of a child!

"So, can you tell me, why don't you get along and why are you fighting?"

Regardless of the environment in the field, Chris sat down between the two Patchy Leaves and asked softly and angrily.

"Yeah."

"Whimper."

The two Patchy Leaves simply replied without any further response, showing an attitude of not wanting to say anything.

This lack of cooperation made Chris even more troubled.

Well, I'll just have to investigate on my own.

...

Chris's Farm is not only made up of Chris's family but also has many employees and managers. However, these employees are hired to take care of ordinary crops and the orchards spread across the mountainside.

As for the cultivation of Patchy Leaf, it has always been done by the Smith family themselves. This is considered the core technical secret of Chris's Farm. Chris's father, Dan Smith, is in charge of the research and cultivation direction. His mother, Susan Smith, is a tutor at Riverdale Agricultural Spiritual Beast University in the neighboring city and usually does not go home, so the task of daily feeding and maintenance falls on the shoulders of Chris and his two siblings. However, with the eldest brother, Tom, going out to start a business as a beastmaster and the sister, Lisa, running away to become a beastmaster idol, the daily cultivation of Patchy Leaf has been carried out by Chris in recent years.

After saying hello to a few busy farm employees who happened to be there, he returned to the small villa in the center of the farm, which is not only the residence of Chris's family but also the office for cultivating Patchy Leaf. A lot of data is stored here.

After resting for a while, drinking some water, and eating some melon, Chris began his investigation.

First, Chris checked the fertilizers and other daily cultivation supplies supplied to Patchy Leaf in the past two weeks. After spending half an hour, he couldn't find anything wrong.

Then, Chris began to retrieve surveillance footage to check Patchy Leaf's daily routines and living conditions, focusing on when the obvious conflicts began.

This time, Chris gained something, but not much. He only knew that the two Patchy Leaves had an obvious conflict in the morning three days ago. As for the reason, he had no idea at all. It was not a fight over the nutrients for cultivation, nor was there any other fuse for the conflict such as "What are you looking at?"

Time passed slowly as Chris conducted his careful investigation.

In the evening, at 6:30,

a middle-aged man wearing glasses, a blue migrant worker vest, gray trousers, his trouser legs rolled up, revealing his hairy calves, and his short hair soaked with sweat and messy, pushed the door open.

As soon as he entered the door, the middle-aged man opened a bucket of unopened water and picked up the bucket. He started drinking it gulp by gulp until he had filled about a quarter of the bucket and his belly was a little round and bulging.

With a sigh of relief, the uncle put down the bucket.

This middle-aged man is Chris's father, Dan Smith, the owner of Chris's Farm.

At the same time, he is also a spiritual beast researcher and breeder. His rating is not high. He is just a low-level researcher and a low-level breeder. Strictly speaking, he is a civilian self-researcher, the kind that large research institutes look down upon, but he is unwilling to be an assistant or go to a small company to be constrained by various rules and regulations. So, that's it.

Although he is only a low-level researcher, because Dan Smith is a full-time researcher and devotes all his energy to the study of Patchy Leaf, so as far as the cultivation of Patchy Leaf is concerned, Dan Smith can be called a master.

Today Dan Smith went to an exchange meeting held by the town's private Beast Tamer Union, a group of folk scholars, researchers, breeders, and some well-known and powerful professional Beast Tamers. They exchanged or purchased some precious materials for the research and cultivation of Patchy Leaf, as well as some other things needed by the farm.

"Chris, you haven't had dinner yet? Didn't I tell you not to wait for me?"

His wife and daughter were not at home, and there were no other outsiders. Dan Smith simply took off his blue migrant worker vest and threw it on the back of the wooden chair next to him. He patted his big belly that had just been filled with water, walked over, and saw the takeaway fast food still on the table, unopened and untouched, and asked at the same time.

"Okay, let's eat later."

Chris responded without turning his head.

Dan Smith raised his eyebrows. He knew his third son well. Normally, Chris should be playing with his mobile phone in his room at this time. But now he was checking the surveillance and other daily record files of Patchy Leaf seriously and carefully. There was obviously something wrong!

Coming closer, Dan Smith's eyes fell on the surveillance footage that Chris was retrieving and playing on fast forward, as well as the records of Patchy Leaf's daily feeding and watering over the past two weeks placed next to him on the table.

"What are you looking at? What happened?"

Dan Smith asked directly.

Without hiding anything, Chris explained the situation truthfully.

"This? A group fight?"

Even Dan Smith was a little surprised to hear Chris's explanation, and then his eyes lit up. As a full-time researcher of Patchy Leaf, how could this special incident not make Dan Smith excited and arouse his desire to research? Originally, he was very tired after attending the exchange meeting today, but at this moment, Dan Smith's spirit was instantly completely lifted. He picked up the information found by Chris and began to read it carefully.

"Young man, you are still young, you can't do this yet. Go eat first. Come on, make room for your seat and let your father take a good look."

As he said that, Dan Smith sat directly next to Chris, then pushed Chris off the chair with his butt and quickly checked the surveillance.

Although he was speechless about Dan Smith's behavior, Chris admitted that his old man Dan was a real expert in studying Patchy Leaf.

Sitting next to him, eating takeout fast food, Chris kept an eye on the situation here.

Dan was seen quietly looking at the surveillance and data, stroking his bearded chin. After a while, he seemed to have thought of something. Dan retrieved some surveillance footage that had nothing to do with Patchy Leaf's daily life. These were surveillance videos around the Smith family's villa during this period. Gradually, he discovered something. Dan's eyes brightened, and finally, he pushed his black-framed glasses.

"Well, I know the reason!"

Dan pondered.

"What's the reason?"

Chris put down his chopsticks and asked curiously before finishing his dinner.

Just as he was about to answer, he stopped, stared at Chris, pretended to think deeply for a while, and Dan smiled mysteriously.

"Boy, I won't tell you the answer directly. This is a small test for you to see if you are qualified to inherit your father's legacy, this farm, and the empire your father founded!"

Dan's face was full of pride, and he looked like he was just about to puff out his chest and put his hands on his hips.

Hearing this, Chris curled his lips.

"Come on, Old Dan, I don't want your legacy."

"Wait for the awakening ceremony next week. I'll contract my pet and get admitted to the Beast Taming University. Then I'll go out and explore the world! Create my own future with my own hands!"

"You, you! Rebellious son!"

Dan Smith blushed, gritted his teeth, pointed at Chris, unable to speak.

The first one flew, the second one flew, and now the third one is planning to fly as well?

"You all are very capable, your elder brother is like this, and so is your sister!"

"The family fortune I created is not small, right? I can't say I'm a tycoon, but I'm financially independent. You just don't want it!"

"Or is it unfair for you to specialize in breeding Patchy Leaf?"

"Isn't Patchy Leaf cute? Isn't she well-behaved?"

"Do you know, do you know, Patchy Leaf is the sky, Patchy Leaf is the earth, Patchy Leaf is the invincible and eternal number one spiritual beast in the universe!"

Chris was speechless after listening to Dan's outrageous remarks. Patchy Leaf is indeed very cute and well-behaved, but to say that she is the eternal number one in heaven and earth is too much.

However, Chris did not argue with his own Old Dan. Dan, who had entered the fanatical and mindless Patchy Leaf control mode, could not be communicated with through words, so he was just left alone and ignored.

After being left out for about half a minute, Dan Smith came back to his senses and stopped his fanatical and mindless Patchy Leaf control mode.

At this time, Chris spoke and shrugged.

"It's not that I don't want to inherit. I just want to go to college first and then go out and try my luck. Who knows, I can become a professional beastmaster? Or even be crowned a king of beasts? If not, I'll come back and inherit the family business."

If it were before, Chris would never have said the second half of the sentence. He has always taken his older brothers and sisters as role models and goals. He thinks inheriting the family business is a shameful thing, and a real man should create a world for himself with his own hands. However, after awakening the fragments of memories from his previous life, the resentment against internal competition and overtime work that welled up from the bottom of his heart, as well as the dream of living a comfortable life of lying down and lying down, slightly changed Chris and made him say the second half of the sentence that he was willing to inherit the family business.

The quality of a spiritual beast's bloodline class can only reveal its potential and future strength limit.

The actual combat capability of a spirit beast is usually judged by the energy within its body, both in terms of quality and quantity.

Quality represents the energy level intensity, while quantity literally means the quantity.

Based on this, the specific strength of the spirit beast can be judged.

Officials and the spiritual beast research community use stages and levels to assess specific strength. For example, if a spiritual beast's internal energy level intensity is three, and the amount of its energy is also three standard units, it will be rated as stage three and level three.

In private, beastmasters usually use numerical levels that are not strictly accurate but more intuitive, similar to those in online games. For example, level three of the third stage is said to be level 33.

So where is the inaccuracy of the numerical rating?

To give a simple example, some powerful spirit beasts have an extremely large amount of energy in their bodies, far exceeding that of ordinary spirit beasts. Therefore, they may appear at level three, level ten, or even level eighteen, which cannot be accurately described by numerical levels.

This is the case with spiritual beasts, and although the beastmasters are different, they are basically the same.

The Beastmaster constantly cultivates his spirit pet and obtains growth feedback from the spirit pet through contracts, thereby improving the energy quality in the body, and ultimately achieving a transformation of life, extending basic lifespan, maintaining youth, and gaining other abilities, such as improving memory until he eventually becomes able to remember everything he sees.

The Heavenly King refers to a seventh-level beastmaster, that is, a beastmaster above level 70.

The title of Heavenly King refers specifically to someone who has reached the pinnacle of Heavenly King strength, that is, a Level 79 Beastmaster, and has made tremendous contributions to the Star Federation. Such a Beastmaster will be awarded an exclusive honorary title by the Federation based on his beast control and achievements.

As for the higher eighth level and above, they are legendary existences and are given the title of "Emperor".

Back to the topic, when Dan heard Chris's words, his face was filled with joy and he almost laughed out loud.

It is still possible to be a professional beastmaster and be given the title of King of Heaven? What the hell are you dreaming of?

This is what he thought and complained in his heart, but Dan did not say it out loud.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, Old Dan, that I naturally awakened today!"

With a slight curl of the corners of his mouth, Chris said with pride and a hint of joking.

Dan Smith's eyes widened at that moment, and he was so frightened that he choked and coughed, and his glasses on the bridge of his nose were crooked.

"Ahem, ahem, natural awakening? You kid?"

Chris nodded.

Dan kept his eyes wide open and even forgot to straighten his glasses.

No one asked about the specific signs of Chris's natural awakening. This was the tacit understanding of the Beast Taming Civilization so far, even between father and son. Unless the person himself was willing to say it, or observed it from the side, it would be very rude to ask without permission.

Dan Smith stared at Chris. After a while, he came to his senses and let out a breath.

His expression became extremely cautious and serious. Dan Smith patted Chris on the shoulder, his eyes revealing deep relief and support.

After a moment, Dan spoke.

"Since you have naturally awakened, with your ability, it should not be a big problem for you to become a professional beastmaster. But as for being given the title of King of Heaven, you'd better go to bed and don't even think about it. If you can become the Title of King of Heaven, I will eat all the grass in the farm alive!" Dan said the complaints in his heart jokingly, and without waiting for Chris to answer, he restrained his smile.

"Let's not talk about these for now. Wait until a week later when you perform the awakening ritual to figure out the specific effects of your beast taming talent and decide on your initial beast taming."

"Now let's continue with Patchy Leaf's previous question about the reason why Patchy Leaf fights."

"I'll give you a hint. Think about when you were a child, about four or five years old. At that time, how did you get your mother's attention?"

"And it's Patchy Leaf's racial nature that it will give the first fruit it bears after adulthood to the person it is closest to and loves the most."

At this point, Dan once again revealed an expression full of pride.

"Come to think of it, your father has harvested 237 Patchy Leaf's true love fruits! My life is really full of sins~" As he said this, Dan sighed with great emotion.

"Okay, I've given you enough hints. I'm going to study Patchy Leaf."

We already know the reason why Patchy Leaf fought, but that's just the reason. Other things manifested by this behavior, such as other changes caused by changes in state and psychology, are all worthy of in-depth study.

Finally, he patted Chris on the shoulder, picked up the remaining takeaway food next to him, and ran to Patchy Leaf's fields in a hurry, saying that he would sleep in the fields for the next few days and would eat, drink, defecate, and urinate with Patchy Leaf.

Life never stops, research never ends!