Beast taming, starting from zero point novel Chapter 274

Chapter 274: Chapter 262 Disappeared

Chapter 274: Chapter 262 Disappeared

“Hello?” Qiao Sang casually answered the phone.

A mature male voice with a deep timbre spoke up, “My surname is Yang. I just accepted the task you posted. Is it convenient for me to come over now?”

Qiao Sang glanced at Yaobao, who just stayed stiff next to Shuilu Yana like a stone post without speaking, and promptly said, “Convenient!”

After hanging up the phone, she opened the task platform on her phone and checked the personal information of the person who had taken the task.

[Name: Yang Du, Sex: Male, Age: 53]

[Beast Tamer Level: B]

[Task Ability Rating: B]

[Task Completion Rate: 98%]

[Task Positive Rating: 86%]

[Number of Negative Reviews: 9 (viewable)]

A B-rank Beast Tamer… Qiao Sang thought to herself, “good heavens,” as she read this piece of information.

In all fairness, it was her first time posting a task, and she hadn’t set any specific requirements for Beast Tamers. Having a B-rank Beast Tamer take on the task under such circumstances was such good luck she felt it a waste not to buy a lottery ticket.

The higher the level of Beast Tamer, the greater the gap gets.

A city might have a few hundred C-rank Beast Tamers, accounting for the elderly, but the entire province might have fewer than a hundred retired or elderly B-rank Beast Tamers.

Let alone the difficulty of the B-rank Beast Tamer examination, the requirement of 50% brain domain development stumped nearly 90% of Beast Tamers.

The hierarchy was like a pyramid, the higher you go, the fewer there are.

50% brain domain development, coupled with the title of B-rank Beast Tamer, definitely merited the title of “big shot.”

Should I wash some fruit, brew a cup of tea for the big shot when he arrives? But I don’t think I have any tea at home… Qiao Sang thought somewhat inconsequentially.

“Ding-dong.”

At this moment, the sound of the doorbell echoed from the hallway.

That fast?!

Qiao Sang hurried to open the door.

“Yang Du?”

“It’s me.”

The man speaking had sharp features, a lean face, a bit of stubble complementing his messy hair, projecting a feeling of decadence; he looked nothing like a 53-year-old middle-aged uncle, but rather like a 27-year-old young man who worked overtime constantly and had no time to care for himself.

If it hadn’t been for the previous example set by the principal, Qiao Sang would have found it difficult to associate the age of 53 with the person before her.

“Come in, please.”

Qiao Sang led him to sit down on the living room sofa.

Gazing intently at Qiao Sang, Yang Du began, “I want to confirm first if the reward you offered is real?”

“It’s real.” Qiao Sang poured him a glass of water and placed it in front of him.

Yang Du looked at Qiao Sang for a while, sighed, and said, “Sorry, this matter is very important to me. Are your parents home right now? I would like to discuss the concrete treatment plan with them.”

“They’re not here, I live here by myself,” Qiao Sang replied. “I posted the task, so whatever you want to ask, you can ask me directly.”

Yang Du instantly felt a headache coming on, sensing that he might have accepted this task in vain.

“Never mind.” Yang Du clasped his hands together, and a red Star Array lit up on the floor.

A large Pet Beast appeared on the illuminated ground, walking on four legs, its body primarily blue, fins black, belly white, with stout arms and a torso; the fins on its head extended backward, connecting with the tail fin toward the back, forming one piece.

General-level Pet Beast, Deep Sea Zemon.

As expected of a B-rank Beast Tamer, his first move was to summon a General-level Pet Beast… Qiao Sang silently marveled inwardly.

“DaDou, you’ll stay here; I’ll come to fetch you in ten days,” said Yang Du.

“Zemon.”

The Deep Sea Zemon, also known as DaDou, nodded its head.

“Then I’ll be off,” Yang Du said to Qiao Sang and prepared to leave.

“Wait!” Qiao Sang called out.

Yang Du looked back at her.

Qiao Sang said helplessly, “You’re just going to leave it here like that? What about its food?”

The food consumption of a General-level Pet Beast could completely devour a month’s salary of a working-class family in one meal.

Yang Du calmly stated, “Every day I’ll have a Pet Beast deliver food; you just need to open the door when it arrives.”