Chapter 1 A Dry Well

"Classmates, no matter what kind of pain you are going through, you must stand up as straight as possible."

"It is possible that if you stand up a little longer, you will have a greater chance of awakening your destiny illustrations!"

The first affiliated primary school in JA City ushered in the annual big day.

On the playground, there stood one after another young boys and girls who were about to graduate.

These young faces were full of tension and expectation.

The Dragon Federation stipulates that every student can awaken their destiny illustrations uniformly after receiving basic education.

Before entering middle school.

Awakening the destiny illustrations means that life will change.

Becoming a beastmaster is a completely different path from ordinary people.

The instructor who is responsible for helping these students open their destiny illustrations is serious.

Many parents are waiting outside the playground.

These parents are much more nervous than their children.

Because these parents understand better that this activity that everyone can participate in at the age of twelve or thirteen is actually the most important exam in life.

Among these parents, there are two teenagers aged fifteen or sixteen.

This man and woman, both wearing the uniforms of Jinghai Beast Taming High School.

Many parents cast their eyes on these two teenagers.

Jinghai Beast Taming High School is not only the key beast taming high school in JA City, but also the key high school in the entire Jinghai Province.

Those who can be admitted to Jinghai Beast Taming High School are basically beast tamers.

They are definitely the best of the best.

However, this does not include Fang Mu.

Although Fang Mu goes to Jinghai Beast Taming High School, he is not a beast tamer.

When Fang Mu was twelve years old, he stood on the playground of Jing'an No. 1 Affiliated Primary School like these students.

Looking forward to awakening his natal atlas.

As a time traveler, Fang Mu thought that when he awakened his natal atlas, he would bring himself some golden fingers.

Unexpectedly, God played a joke on him.

Fang Mu failed to awaken his natal atlas.

If he could not awaken his natal atlas, he was destined to not be qualified to become a beast tamer.

The girl who followed Fang Mu had a ponytail.

She was holding two books about beastmasters.

The footers of these two books were obviously thicker.

This meant that the girl had taken notes in these two books.

Hu Tao looked at Fang Mu sideways, her eyes fixed on the students who were about to try to awaken their natal illustrations.

The hands holding the two beastmaster books tightened involuntarily.

Hu Tao and Fang Mu were classmates at Jinghai Affiliated Beastmaster Middle School, and later entered Jinghai Beastmaster High School together.

Fang Mu did not have the talent of a beastmaster, but was able to attend Jinghai Affiliated Beastmaster Middle School.

It was said that this was because Fang Mu's brother and sister were honorary alumni of Jinghai Beastmaster High School.

Fang Mu, as a relative, did not have the talent of a beastmaster.

At the beginning, he was often excluded by his classmates.

But gradually, classmates including Hu Tao discovered that.

Fang Mu was always the first to come and the last to leave in the class.

Some excellence comes from personality, which cannot be covered up by lack of talent after long contact.

On the day of graduation from Jinghai Affiliated Beast Taming Middle School.

Fang Mu's written test scores were all the first in the class.

Because Fang Mu did not contract a beast, the practical assessment was zero.

Even so, Fang Mu still ranked in the top ten of the grade.

After entering Jinghai Beast Taming High School, Fang Mu chose the beast breeding major.

He definitely took the path of a creator.

The ability of a creator lies in cultivating beasts.

Helping beasts purify blood and evolve.

It is the noblest existence among all beast taming professions.

Even if Fang Mu is not a beast tamer and has no way to become a real creator.

But Fang Mu's talent is enough to become an assistant to a creator after graduation.

Such a future is much brighter than that of an ordinary beast tamer.

Among a hundred people in this world, only 30% can become beast tamers.

But among these 30%, only one out of every ten people can contract a beast with combat capabilities.

In Fang Mu's previous life, it was common for parents, grandparents, and grandparents to pool money to buy a house for their children.

In the world after Fang Mu traveled through time, his family still cared about their children.

It's just that what they pooled money to buy was no longer a house, but a beast with combat capabilities.

A beastmaster who contracts a beast with combat capabilities is just the beginning.

Cultivating a beast is more expensive than buying the beast itself.

This situation and phenomenon makes beastmasters generally very poor.

It also makes the status of creators more noble.

Fang Mu looked around.

There were originally 8,000 people on the playground, but only less than 3,000 people were still standing there with difficulty.

And above the heads of these people, a virtual illustrated book condensed by spiritual power appeared.

Looking at these half-grown children, Fang Mu's eyes were full of envy.

Fang Mu is already sixteen years old this year.

Since he failed to awaken his natal illustrated book at the age of twelve, Fang Mu would come to this playground on this day every year.

This year is the fourth year.

Just then, Hu Tao gently touched Fang Mu's arm with her elbow and said.

"Fang Mu, there will be a spiritual material analysis class later."

"We should go back to class!"

"If you are late for Mr. Cui's class, you will definitely be punished to write a spiritual material analysis test!"

"You are not afraid of this kind of test paper, but it will take me at least three hours to write even if I just flip through the book!"

While speaking, Hu Tao, who was originally a girl, for some reason.

Looking at Fang Mu, she felt distressed.

Fang Mu must be very eager to awaken his natal atlas and become a beastmaster.

In this world, everyone has three chances to awaken his natal atlas.

After the first awakening fails, you can try to awaken again every year in the next two years.

But after trying all three opportunities, if you still fail to awaken your natal atlas, there will be no more chances.

This is common sense.

In the entire Longteng Federation, there has never been a precedent of awakening the natal atlas after the third awakening at the age of fourteen.

Because once the mental power has been stimulated three times.

It loses its response to the stimulation of inducing the awakening of the natal atlas.

The low-frequency mental fluctuations emitted by the instructors who help these students awaken their natal atlas cannot be completely gathered.

It also targets these parents waiting outside the playground.

But these parents did not have the same unbearable reaction as these students.

Fang Mu was about to go back to class with Hu Tao after hearing what Hu Tao said.

After discovering Fang Mu's talent, Mr. Cui, who teaches spiritual material analysis, took Fang Mu to conduct academic research.

Fang Mu's research on spiritual materials in this life has appeared in some academic newspapers and journals.

This is definitely a rare honor for a high school student.

But Fang Mu took it lightly and even took it for granted.

Because Fang Mu was a biologist in his previous life.

In his twenties, he had already given many biology lectures as a speaker in well-known colleges and universities.

Therefore, Fang Mu had already experienced this honor countless times.

Next, this instructor will emit a lower-frequency mental fluctuation.

To help the more than 3,000 students who have just awakened their natal atlas.

To stabilize their natal atlas.

Fang Mu just followed Hu Tao and took two steps back.

Suddenly, Fang Mu felt his body stiffen and his head tingled.

I don’t know how long this stinging pain lasted.

The moment this stinging pain disappeared, Fang Mu’s eyes went dark.

It was as if a dry well appeared in his mind.

At the same time, he could faintly hear Hu Tao’s anxious cry.