The story of how I became a beast tamer

Chapter 10 Special Grade Trainer

This is a man in his forties.

A gold badge was pinned to his chest, a badge reserved for "Special Grade" personnel.

Trainee Trainer, Junior Trainer, Intermediate Trainer, Senior Trainer, Expert Trainer...

Fang Bo is currently a newcomer and needs to pass an assessment to obtain the trainee title.

Once approved, you will be eligible for a monthly subsidy of 500 yuan.

Raising elves is definitely not enough; the goal is to ensure they never starve.

Those who can become top-tier are all exceptional individuals.

A national-level conventional combat force, enjoying substantial subsidies from the federal government.

Fang Bo didn't recognize the other person, but those around him revealed his identity.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Song Mingyuan?"

"It's him, the person in charge of the Tianqiong Alliance Center."

"It's normal for him to show up; Mr. Song is in charge of outdoor rescue."

"We feel at ease with him here."

Song Mingyuan stood on the stage, his gaze sweeping over the survivors below.

He expressed his apology with a sorrowful tone: "If it weren't for the beast tide, we could have arrived much earlier. Believe me, the Alliance will not abandon any city."

The rhetoric was standard, and the tone was somber, but Fang Bo didn't feel anything.

Compared to the city that has been reduced to ruins, preventing other places from being affected by the disaster is the top priority.

That's the real reason they were late.

These are things that are inconvenient to say aloud, as they would cause the survivors a feeling of being abandoned.

Fang Bo didn't care about any of that.

He is not the kind of person who is emotionally fragile.

Compared to the compensation from the federal government, he was more concerned about the existence of the Dream Eater Cult.

Looking around, perhaps members of the cult were hiding in the crowd.

So here's the problem.

Should he report this to the outside world?

It doesn't matter if they can't be identified; at least the Elf League will be aware of their existence.

Just as he was hesitating, Zhang Chuman, who had disappeared without a trace, suddenly appeared.

"Hey, stop daydreaming, it's your turn to go in."

Fang Bo snapped out of his daze and looked at the office in front of him.

The league is conducting a mental health assessment.

The aim is to help survivors quickly overcome their psychological trauma.

Everything went very quickly up to now, and it's Fang Bo's turn to go in and talk.

As I walked step by step toward my office, I was thinking about the assessment that was about to take place.

"The murder cannot be discussed, and the cheat device must be kept secret. Fortunately, it has an automatic shielding function, so outsiders cannot detect or hear about its existence."

Fang Bo had conducted experiments.

Kha'Zix cannot see the cheat device's light screen.

Khazan didn't react at all when he tried to explain.

It felt as if Fang Bo's words had been automatically blocked.

This put his mind at ease.

The abilities in the world of elves are incredibly diverse.

Some can directly peer into your mind.

The existence of cheat codes could be exposed if you're not careful.

Although it has a shielding function, Fang Bo still dislikes this capability.

If you have the chance, you should definitely form a contract with a psychic-type Pokémon.

Then we can take countermeasures and prevent anyone from having the opportunity to spy on our minds.

Soon, Fang Bo arrived at the office and sat down.

Across from them was the Grandmaster Trainer, and next to him squatted a tattered, hand-sewn rag doll.

The limbs are connected by spheres at the joints, and the face is covered by a strange porcelain white mask.

Only a pair of dark golden eyes were visible.

After entering, he stared intently at Fang Bo.

[Elf: Puppet]

Status: Good

[Level: 63 (Diamond)]

[Attribute: Superpower]

Individual Value: ★★★☆☆

[Personality: Quiet]

[Talent: Telekinesis Refill]

[Evaluation: This doll-like sprite can levitate and move at will, and is highly skilled in mind manipulation techniques.]

Seeing those exaggerated levels, it would be a lie to say I wasn't envious.

I wonder when he will become a top-tier trainer.

Across from him, Song Mingyuan asked with a gentle expression, "Young man, what's your name?"

Fang Bo opened his mouth, then suddenly felt a wave of mental disorientation.

It felt like being soaked in water for a long time.

So weak that I didn't even want to move.

"I'm so sleepy, I really want to sleep."

Inside the office, Fang Bo explained everything with a blank expression.

Name, age, where they live, and how they survived the turmoil.

They also told the other party in great detail about killing the two cult members.

Song Mingyuan remained silent, while his secretary beside him rapidly recorded everything.

As soon as he finished speaking the last word, Fang Bo suddenly snapped back to reality.

"Huh?" Song Mingyuan blinked, looking at him curiously: "Your mental strength is not bad; you were actually able to break free from its hypnotic influence."

"..." Fang Bo ignored him completely and looked at the radio on the table.

Well, he even handed over this evidence.

It seems she really was hypnotized.

The cheat device has a shielding function, so there's no need to worry about it being exposed. What we should be paying more attention to now is the Dream Eater Cult.

"Mr. Song..."

Just as I was about to say something, the other person raised their hand and interrupted me.

Song Mingyuan looked at him, remained silent for a few seconds, and said, "I understand the situation. You can go and rest now. I will investigate the matter of the Dream Eater Cult."

The special sergeant spoke calmly, making it impossible to discern his true intentions.

......

Stepping out of Song Mingyuan's office, Fang Bo felt as if half the burden on his shoulders had been lifted.

I leaned against the wall for a while, then headed down the corridor toward the rest area.

Fang Bo felt extremely tired.

After being tense for more than two months, my whole body was protesting wildly after I suddenly relaxed.

He needs to rest for a few days.

As Fang Bo turned the corner in the corridor, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

It made the hairs on his body stand on end instantly.

This is the same guy who brutally assaulted a girl in the shop of the residential building.

He was wearing camouflage clothing at the time, and two teammates were with him.

Later, both of them died at Fang Bo's hands.

He can't forget that face, not even in his dreams.

I endured the discomfort and continued walking forward.

Without letting the other party notice anything amiss.

At that time, Fang Bo had probably not washed his face for half a month, and he was covered in dirt, looking like a refugee fleeing famine in ancient times.

This is quite different from her clean and tidy appearance at this moment.

He was certain the other person wouldn't recognize him.

As expected, the man walked over without noticing and then entered Song Mingyuan's office.

Fang Bo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In a short while, his back was covered in a layer of sweat.

This shows how nervous he was.

At the time, he was able to face the other party calmly because he didn't know their identity. Now that he knows about the existence of the Dream Eater Cult, he always feels that danger is lurking around him.

Having lost the desire to go back and rest, Fang Bo returned to the restaurant and found a place to sit down.

It provides a clear view of Song Mingyuan's office.

"He cannot pass the test of the spirit puppets; the matter concerning the cult cannot be kept secret."

Diamond-level Pokémon are definitely not something a man can withstand.

If nothing unexpected happens, this person's identity will be exposed soon.

Filled with excitement, Fang Bo waited outside the door for a full twenty minutes.