Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11: Chapter 11 - Taming the Way Home

The information in his mind was clear but limited, like a map showing only the beginning of a much longer journey.

Ren could see the first steps of his spore's cultivation with perfect clarity: the specific types of fungi needed, the exact conditions for growth, the strengthening rituals.

There was something he could take from the tunnel for the final step of his cultivation.

But the other parts needed for its cultivation?

None of that was anywhere near here.

"The first fungi I need..." he murmured, processing the information, "grow in the swamp zones north of the rival city. Not in this forest."

The revelation hit him with both frustration and relief.

However, something else gleamed at the edges of this new knowledge, a promise.

When his spore reached Bronze rank, a possibility would open that made his heart beat faster: a second contract.

A second beast.

The rest was nebulous, like looking through murky water.

But the certainty was there, each evolution of his spore would not only strengthen it but also expand his understanding of beasts and their paths.

"I have to go back," he said aloud, this time with determination rather than fear or regret. "I have to get a lot of stuff and start cultivating from the beginning."

The mushrooms in his hair pulsed softly, as if nodding.

It was time to return home.

His parents would be worried sick if he arrived too late, and now... now he had a real plan. Not a desperate search, but a clear path.

Although first, he'd have to find a way out of this cave.

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The mana density in this cave was insane; Ren would be poisoned if he didn't get out soon.

How there could be so much mana in a place in the Bronze ring was a mystery to him, even with his expanded knowledge.

He wanted to take some of the enormous mana crystals from the cave, but none were loose, it was a great joint formation, as if it were someone's work from the past rather than something natural. Since it was impossible to break the incredibly hard formations, perhaps he could return to try another time.

A mana crystal became much more resistant the larger it grew; he'd need something really powerful to extract it. Much more than a pick, even the Bronze-rank mantis probably couldn't have broken it.

Decided to retreat...

Ren observed the tunnel through which he'd arrived.

The ancestral spores were still there, dancing in the darkness with their sickly golden glow.

But now he saw them differently, understood their nature with astonishing clarity.

"They're not aggressive by nature," he murmured, processing the knowledge flowing in his mind. "They attack because they're hungry after centuries of hibernation, but their true method is..."

He stopped, an idea forming.

The ancestral spores, like all fungi, followed basic behavioral patterns. They sought nutrients, yes, but more importantly: they responded to specific chemical signals.

Ren took some mud.

"And if I combine this with..."

A yellowish mold formed where the ancestral spores fell, as if analyzing its composition...

Ren closed his eyes, concentrating.