Parallel world, Blue Star!
New Era, Federation Year 2095!
Eagle Federation, Aquilopolis City, Seaboard State, high school Beast Master academy, Aquapolis No 1 High School!
In the classroom of Year 3, dozens of youthful students were currently seated, their eyes filled with deep admiration as they looked at the middle-aged man on the podium.
The middle-aged man was named Teacher Charles. Dressed in sharp, neat black clothes, a smile had never once appeared on his upright and stern face.
He was precisely the homeroom teacher of Class 1, Grade 12. In the eyes of the students, he was an incredibly powerful Six-Star Beastmaster, who also possessed two majestic six-star beasts.
However, Teacher Charles had internal injuries, so he could only exert the combat power of a Five-Star Beast Master.
"Students, tomorrow is your last chance to test whether you can become Beast Masters. I hope you can all become Beast Masters and become a vital force in protecting the safety of Eagle Federation in the future!"
Listening to Teacher Charles's powerful speech, the students' faces showed expressions of excitement, desire, and yearning. Though their expressions varied, their blood was boiling with passion!
After all, in this current world, becoming a Beast Master was something everyone yearned for, commanding the respect and admiration of countless people!
However, not everyone could become a Beast Master. Only those who awakened a Beast Taming Space within their bodies could contract beasts and become envied Beast Masters!
Regardless of gender, once they reached the age of 18, everyone had three chances to test if they had awakened a Beast Taming Space. If they failed to awaken it after three tries, they could only remain ordinary people.
Out of the forty students in Class 1, Grade 12, they had already been tested twice. Only ten students had successfully awakened their Beast Taming Spaces, and they had already been assigned to the actual Beast Taming Class to learn the ways of beast taming.
The remaining thirty students who had not awakened their Beast Taming Spaces could only pray in their hearts that they would amaze everyone and awaken their Beast Taming Spaces in tomorrow's test.
"Alright, quiet down everyone. Next, we will continue studying beast taming knowledge. To forge iron, one must be strong themselves. Do not aim too high."
Teacher Charles raised his hand, gesturing for the students to listen, and began the morning's lesson.
In the very back row of the classroom, a fair-skinned, chubby little boy felt his head spinning as he listened to Teacher Charles's beast taming theories, finding it extremely headache-inducing.
"What's the use of listening to Hell King Charles talk about this stuff every day? It would be better to study how to awaken the Beast Taming Space inside our bodies and become Beast Masters."
"Sigh, tomorrow is the last chance. I wonder if exchanging the emergency rations I've stored in my body for over a decade can buy me the awakening of a Beast Taming Space."
The chubby boy muttered to himself, turning his head to look at his deskmate.
"Brother Wesley, Brother Wesley! How do you still have the heart to sleep? Tomorrow is the major event that decides our lives. It's make or break!"
The chubby boy extended his middle finger, which he had just used to pick his nose, and poked the person who was fast asleep on the desk.
"Brother Wesley, stop sleeping, Hell King Charles is coming!"
Hearing the words "Hell King Charles," the sleeping boy immediately sat up straight, holding his textbook and pretending to read.
"Hehe, Brother Wesley, you're awake. Did you overuse your hand last night and not sleep well?"
The chubby boy wore a vulgar grin as he sized him up.
"Fatty, stop talking nonsense. I, Wesley, am a man of integrity, loved by all. How could I do something that brings temporary pleasure but harms my body?"
"Also, when you call me in the future, please don't use that middle finger you just picked your nose with. It's disgusting."
"When others use their middle finger, it's to clear drains, but you use it to pick your nose every day. Billy, your nostrils are seriously huge!"
Wesley looked at his deskmate, Billy, with utter disgust as the latter picked his hairy nostrils with his middle finger again.
"Brother Wesley, tomorrow is our last chance to test for awakening. Aren't you worried? Don't you want to become a Beast Master revered by everyone?"
The chubby Billy snorted hard twice.
"Sigh, Fatty Billy, look at you. As direct descendants of the Wayne Family and Kent Family, what's the big deal if we can't become Beast Masters? We can still live a carefree life forever."
Wesley pretended to be nonchalant and carefree.
"Oh right, Brother Wesley! My father is the head of the Kent Family. When I inherit the position in the future, won't all the Kent Family assets be mine?"
"Exactly! In the future, our two families will be ruled by us brothers. If anyone dares to disrespect us, we'll beat them up!"
The two of them smiled at each other and snorted like pigs.
"Haha, greetings, Family Head Wayne!"
"Greetings, Family Head Kent!"
Just as they were flattering each other, Hell King Charles's voice rang out.
"Wesley, Billy, stand up! You're not paying attention in class. What are you whispering about?"
With a swoosh, all the students turned their eyes toward Wei and Wang in the back row.
The smiles vanished from their faces. Looking as if they had swallowed flies, they stood up with their heads hanging low.
Caught red-handed by Hell King Charles, they could only accept their bad luck without fighting back. After all, they had received plenty of "excellent education" from him in the past!
"Hey, uh, Teacher Charles, I was just explaining to Billy how to awaken a Beast Taming Space. Would you believe that?"
Wesley hid behind his textbook, showing only half of his face, and offered a sheepish grin at Teacher Charles's face, which was as dark as a burnt pot.
"It's over, it's over! Hell King Charles is truly my ultimate nemesis!"
Billy lowered his head with a dejected expression, his heart pounding wildly.
"Wesley, do you think I believe you?"
"The second-to-last student lecturing the last-place student. You, Wesley, actually dare to teach, and he, Billy, actually dares to listen!"
The other students wanted to laugh but didn't dare, holding it in.
"And Wesley, you're holding your textbook upside down! Could you be any more obvious?"
"Since you two don't want to listen to my lecture, go stand outside the classroom. I'll deal with you later."
Filled with disappointment, Teacher Charles pointed toward the door.
"Brother Wesley, I want to laugh!" Billy's chubby face twitched.
"Laugh my foot, this is all your fault, you Fatty."
With Wesley leading the way and Billy following behind, the two walked out of the classroom under Hell King Charles's murderous gaze.
Outside the classroom, the two stood leaning against the wall, utterly bored.
Billy's small eyes darted around, feeling extremely worried. Facing Hell King Charles's private lecture later would be worse than death.
Wesley, on the other hand, looked up at the sky, his expression appearing very calm.
A Beast Master! Who wouldn't want to become a Beast Master?
But awakening the Beast Taming Space inside one's body was easier said than done!
In any case, Wesley had not awakened it yet. Logically speaking, it made no sense, given that he was such an exceptionally handsome guy, a rare beauty of his generation.
Shouldn't he naturally be like the protagonist of a novel, becoming the strongest Beast Master, killing gods and Buddhas alike if they stood in his way?
"Otherwise, why are all five of my older sisters exceptionally talented, having awakened their Beast Taming Spaces early and now even becoming Two-Star Beast Masters?"
"My parents are even leaders among their peers, legendary figures of this generation!"
"Looking at these genetics, they should be incredibly strong. How did it happen that when it came to me, not a single trace of those genes remained!"
"Could it be that I'm adopted, so I'm of a different breed?"
Thinking of this, Wesley looked at Billy standing next to him. This guy was currently staring at some long-legged underclassmen on the school field, grinning foolishly.
"Well, this Fatty is just like me, an impure breed. That makes me feel a lot better!"
"Fatty Billy, wipe that vulgar grin off your face. Standing next to you is embarrassing!"
Wesley flicked Billy on the forehead.
"Ouch!" Billy rubbed his head, grimacing in pain.
"Dog Wesley, if you have the guts, don't look! Are you just jealous of my peerless beauty? What a petty guy!"
"Sure, sure, Fatty! If anyone actually took a liking to you, pigs would fly!"
"Dog Wesley is just Dog Wesley. How can you compare to the bright moon? All you can do is run your mouth!"
The two of them started their daily bickering again. Before long, they were staring at the underclassmen on the field together, critiquing them with drooling faces.
"Brother Wesley, look! That girl's legs are so long, they're longer than my life expectancy."
"Sigh, Fatty, so what if her legs are long? Her 'headlights' are clearly too dim. Too flat!"
"Look at that slightly chubby girl. She's the one you want to queue up with. Bright and big enough, practically bursting out!"
"Am I right, Fatty?"
"Indeed, I like it! Brother Wesley, your eyes are like torches. You are truly our role model!"