Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 118

"EXPLAIN WHAT?!" Liu shouted from his position. "HOW TO THROW YOUR MONEY IN THE TRASH?!"

"This one needs an extra step," Ren continued calmly while tracing a different rune on the hydra core. "Since I'm going to change its beast type..."

He pulled out a male Shadow Stalker tentacle.

The preserved appendage seemed to writhe slightly in the dim light, as if still possessing a fragment of its former life.

Min groaned from his bed. "Oh great. More monster parts. Are you making a collage now?"

Their mockery transformed into horrified fascination as Ren used the tentacle to methodically destroy the core's edges, systematically erasing the "form" that defined its original species.

The room filled with a subtle humming as he worked, the whisper of ancient magic being undone.

The core, now more spherical than before, emitted a soft pulse of light as Ren began tracing new runic symbols with his solution.

"No..." Taro's whisper was barely audible, his digger beetle's markings darkening with distress. "Not the other thirty thousand..."

But it was too late.

The three remaining crystals dissolved one after another, their mana flowing into the modified core like water into parched earth.

Each crystal's 'death' drew a collective wince from his audience.

The silence that followed was deafening.

The two cores, after consuming fifty thousand crystals worth of resources, simply... glowed a bit brighter.

Their subtle illumination seemed to mock the fortune that had just been invested in them.

"That's it." Min's voice was flat with disbelief. "He's lost his mind."

"If you wanted more light, you already have your stupid glowing mushrooms!" Liu gestured wildly at Ren's hair, his night bat's ears manifesting in agitation.

"We don't need more night lights!" Taro joined in, his voice rising with hysteria. "We can barely sleep with the ones you already have!"

The mushrooms in Ren's hair pulsed with what appeared to be amusement while his friends continued their lamentations.

"Fifty thousand crystals!" Min pulled at his hair, his water snake coiling in distress. "I only managed to get five thousand last month with so much effort!"

"This must be a nightmare!" Taro suggested hopefully.

"Are you done?" Ren asked calmly while carefully storing the cores in the 'nests'.

"NO!" they responded in perfect unison, their voices blending into a chorus of outrage.

"At least Taro's horrible sculptures were free!" Min pointed out desperately.

"Hey!" Taro protested, his pride visibly wounded. "My sculptures were art!"

"They were piles of dirt, Taro!" Liu and Min responded automatically.

The mushrooms in Ren's hair pulsed steadily as he watched his friends argue, their light seeming to dance with silent laughter. Soon they would understand that some "wastes" were worth far more than any investment.

But for now, he found entertainment in their dramatic mourning over his "fifty-thousand-crystal lamps."

A subtle tremor shook the room, causing the crystals on the desk to tinkle briefly before everything returned to stillness. The vibration was so slight it might have been imagination, yet it left an unsettling feeling in its wake.

"See?" Taro pointed dramatically at the floor. "The dragon god of the depths is angry at your waste!"

Ren's laughter was cut short as he produced two more crystals from his bag. His friends immediately launched into panic mode.

"No more!" Min lunged forward, his snake extending protectively.

"Think of the children!" Liu pleaded, though which children he meant remained unclear.

Their relief was palpable when they saw they were just common bronze-sized crystals, barely worth ten points each. The tension in their shoulders visibly eased.

"Oh, now you use the cheap ones," Taro muttered.

With precise movements, Ren began organizing the materials he'd purchased from Jessy.

He simulated two different cultivation processes: one using the patterns of the iron-rank wolverine, and another from the iron-rank mantis.

"When you see them turn into eggs," Ren continued casually, as if discussing the weather, "don't tell anyone, okay?"

His friends erupted in laughter, the sound bouncing off the dormitory walls.

"Traitors!" Ren's voice faded down the hallway, leaving his friends in guilty but relieved silence. Find your next read at freewebnovel _{freewebnσvel.cøm}