"Is this fish strong?"

Chen Shu kept looking at the fish,

Could it be that this is a super ferocious beast that will manifest its true form once a crisis occurs?

"What's so strong? Your father is a first-level beast master. That fish just has a longer lifespan and is no different from other fish."

"Then you are still so arrogant..." Chen Shu drooped his head.

The levels of beast masters are divided into levels one to nine, but above level nine they are further divided into black iron level, silver level, gold level, and the unattainable king level.

A first-level beast master is equivalent to an ordinary person, and contracted spirits are only ornamental pets.

"You brat, you're only at level zero, so you're talking nonsense."

"Am I also a beast master?"

Chen Shu looked surprised.

"Of course if you have a contracted spirit, you will be a beast master." His father, Chen Ping, said matter-of-factly.

"Then what is my contract spirit?"

Mother just served a steaming bowl of pork rib soup and threw a slime doll to Chen Shu.

"This is the contract spirit you signed when you were fifteen years old."

Chen Shu had black lines on his forehead as he played with the slime doll in his hand.

"Do we have normal contract spirits in our family..."

"What are you talking about, brat, let's eat!" His father patted Chen Shu on the back of his head.

A virtual panel suddenly appeared in Chen Shu's eyes.

Name:Golden Slime

Personality: Lazy, kind.

Attributes: Comprehensive

Creature race: special type

Talent: [Sleep: Can fall into sleep for a long time, and the defense is improved]

Skills: [Crash: Rush forward crazily, the lethality depends on the weight of both parties. Please do not use it when facing enemies weighing more than ten kilograms!]

Potential Rating: F

Contracted host: Chen Shu (zero-level beast master, beast master talent: ordinary)

This slime is indeed his contract spirit...

Chen's writing is filled with sadness, this talent, this skill...

He rubbed the slime's head and felt a large piece of jelly in his hand.

That being said, it feels pretty good in the hand.

This attribute of being able to view the panel of one's own contract spirit is not brought about by the system, but is a rule in this world. Everyone can see the panel of one's own contract spirit.

"Guji! Guji!"

As if feeling the caress of its master, the slime woke up from its deep sleep.

His two big eyes opened, looking extremely gentle, and they kept rubbing Chen Shu's hands.

Although it is a golden slime, its golden color is more like a dull yellow. From a distance, it looks like a moving ball of poop...

"Dad, since I have a contract spirit, why didn't I take the beast control class?"

"Isn't the reason written on the little yellow panel?"

"No……"

"The column for potential rating."

"..."

"Son, it doesn't matter. Even if you are in an ordinary class, you can still get ahead."

His mother gave him a piece of ribs and comforted him.

Chen Shu sighed, it might have been possible before, but it is definitely not possible now.

The college entrance examination for ordinary students is all about cultural knowledge, of which knowledge about beast control occupies a large part.

Now Chen Shu can be said to be at a loss as he picks up his pen and looks around.

No! You must take the beast control class!

No matter what happens, nothing can stop me from becoming a beast master!

After finally traveling through time and awakening the system, what does it mean to finally become an ordinary person?

He made up his mind, and suddenly two options appeared in front of him.

[Option 1: Tell your parents that you must take the beast-controlling class. Completion reward: moderate beast-controlling power]

[Option 2: Promise to your parents that you will definitely be admitted to a key university for ordinary students and strive to become an ordinary person. Completion reward: 10 million cash, the talent of beast control will disappear]

Damn it!

Chen Shu's original firm belief suddenly collapsed.

It gives so much!

"Dad, I give you two options, 10 million in cash or becoming a powerful beast master. What would you choose?"

"Children only make choices, adults know...it's all bullshit."

Chen Ping looked like he was looking at a fool.

"Ahem...you are really rational..."

Chen Shu coughed a few times and suddenly became serious.

"Dad, I want to take the beast control class!"

I thought my parents would object immediately. After all, Chen Shu is already in the second semester of his sophomore year in high school and will soon enter his senior year.

No matter which world you are in, senior year of high school is an extremely important year.

Changing classes suddenly at this time is equivalent to switching from liberal arts to science. It is impossible to get into the ideal university in one year.

"puff!"

My father, who was concentrating on eating, suddenly laughed out loud.

Chen Shu was speechless for a while. It seemed that his personality was completely inherited from his father.

Can you be normal? This is your son’s lifelong event!

"Son, stop making trouble and eat quickly."

"..."

Chen Shu rubbed his temples and said, "Dad, I really want to become a beast master. Ordinary people are not my pursuit at all."

I gave up 10 million in cash, and I am destined to become the king of beasts!

Looking at Chen Shu with a serious look on his face, Chen Ping suddenly stopped laughing.

"Really want to read?"

"Um!"

"Okay! Then read!"

"???"

Chen Shu looked confused. Is it so easy?

"Old Chen, why are you fooling around?" Mother said.

These two guys are too hasty.

"Since my son has an idea, he should naturally support me."

The mother seemed to have thought of something and saw this and did not object again.

Chen Shu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he did not encounter any difficulties or obstacles as he imagined.

However, my parents agreed so easily. Could it be that I am an invisible rich second generation?

No matter what you choose, the final result is to inherit the family business?

"Dad, honestly speaking, am I the second generation of rich people?" Chen Shu asked expectantly.

"I often asked your grandfather this question before." His father, Chen Ping, gave him a look of disdain.

Chen Shu: "..."

"I will go to school next Monday and tell the teacher that the food is almost cold, so eat quickly!" Chen Ping suppressed his son's inappropriate thoughts.
To be continued...