Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 139

A satisfied smirk played across Wei’s lips as he considered the possibilities.

’The tournament finale was somewhat crude, but did Klein have diarrhea in the semifinals then? It made no sense...

How could that crazy spore kid, with the most pathetic beast in existence, and his team of a mediocre beetle and a support snake possibly deal with…’

A high-pitched squeal interrupted his thoughts, making him jump.

"Theodore!" Finch’s voice pierced through the hallway like they didn’t exist. "THEODORE! Bring the special calculator! The one we use for big accounts!"

Wei froze mid-step. He hated dealing with Finch when he got like this. Perhaps he should use the other reception, even if the line was longer he could avoid his nonsensical banter and his...

"Three hundred and ten thousand in one month from an iron 1 student!" Finch’s shout nearly made Wei drop his papers. "Theodore! Are you seeing this or am I dreaming? THREE HUNDRED AND TEN THOUSAND!"

Wei crept closer to the hallway intersection, partially concealing himself behind the corner. His manticore’s eyes and ears manifested slightly, responding to his burning curiosity.

"The mushroom magnate has returned with a new record!" Finch practically danced behind the counter. "And more magnificent than ever! We must kneel this time in front of him for a chance to share in his money making secrets!"

Wei narrowed his eyes. Was that the mushroom boy? Three hundred thousand?

"Mr. Finch," Ren’s voice sounded amused. "The prince practically gave it all to me for free. It’s not like I helped much, not that big a deal..."

"Not that big a deal?" Finch removed his glasses to clean them frantically. "Theodore! Note this in your book! The magnate is being modest!"

The small mouse wrote furiously in his tiny notebook, his whiskers trembling with concentration.

"The hydra plates he gave me are particularly valuable," Ren continued, clearly enjoying Finch’s theatrically exaggerated expressions. "And with the cores I processed for him, next time he comes I could be rewarded too..."

"Processing cores? Information only noble families control?" Wei almost revealed his position with his muttered questions. Was the brat still on about his absurd weird knowledge theories?

Wei pressed himself harder against the wall, his mind working furiously. Processing cores? Obtaining 310,000 crystals? In one month? That was more than he earned in three...

"Theodore!" Finch was practically hyperventilating. "Open a new section in the notebook! We need to document this!"

Wei silently retreated from the intersection, his monthly report forgotten in his trembling hands. Something didn’t add up. The useless spore boy, generating those amounts... processing cores? Selling hydra materials?

’The bet,’ he thought suddenly. The brat had wagered with such confidence. Soon he’d have to demonstrate his ridiculous theories...

Wei began to doubt.

’Perhaps they weren’t so ridiculous? Impossible!’

"THE LORD OF MUSHROOMS!" Finch’s final cry followed him down the hallway. "Theodore! We need a grander title! This one no longer suffices!"

Wei clutched his papers tightly. Perhaps he should pay more attention to the demonstration the boy had promised.

Just to prove him wrong, of course.

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Today was the day, on the 10th day of the 5th month, 130 days since the semester’s start, Taro would rank up and obtain his Living Tunnel variation according to Ren.

The defense rune and final crystal glowed with a deep brown tone in Taro’s trembling hands.