Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1329

Chapter 1329: Chapter 1329 - Taming the Old World - 25.5 hours - 3

"Hey, I have been wondering something. Why did you refuse to let Selphira heal your arm yesterday? She could have just amputated the petrified chunks little by little, while regenerating the missing tissue in small sections, and had you back on your feet in a matter of hours."

"That was certainly an option," Ren admitted, keeping his eyes locked on the construction sites far below. "But forcefully ripping out the crystallized flesh is not just severely painful... And I mean, the pain itself is not cool but still manageable for me. The real issue is that natural water regeneration resets the affected area mana channels as if they were brand new. It reformats the entire internal plumbing, and I cannot afford that kind of setback right now."

"Why not? Brand new channels sound a lot better than old, cracked ones."

"Not in this context," Ren said, searching for the simplest way to translate years of intricate mana flow theory. "When a Tamer actively cultivates and practices high-level techniques, their internal channels physically adapt to the strain. The pathways widen to accommodate heavier loads, their walls harden to resist pressure damage, and they gradually shift their alignment to create the most efficient internal routes possible..."

"...It is a weird optimization process that takes years of grueling work. If I allow Selphira to instantly regenerate a massive section of my forearm, or even my entire forearm, I lose every single ounce of that cultivated progress in that zone. The channels revert to their more fragile baseline state, meaning I would have to start stretching and hardening them all over again from zero."

He adjusted his grip on the Eagle’s saddle. "Under normal circumstances, it would not be the end of the world. I could rebuild the tolerance eventually. But given the current doomsday clock ticking in the vault, I need my entire system operating at its maximum capacity... I’ll likely need every drop of that cultivated progress intact."

Victor gave a slow nod, though his expression suggested he was only half-convinced by the logic... Or maybe he wasn’t getting it all.

"There is another, far more pressing reason," Ren added after seeing his face, his voice dropping slightly. "I need my maximum capacity because it is a mathematical certainty that I am going to crystallize again when I overload my system tomorrow. It is unavoidable considering the sheer volume of power the new array demands."

"Are you seriously planning to walk right back into the exact same trap so soon?" Victor asked, his eyes widening in shock. "Wait a minute... If your first attempt ended with both of your arms trapped in crystal, isn’t pushing up the power going to make the backlash significantly worse this time around? You’ll fail as soon as your fingers lose all mobility..."

"This time will be different. The first time anyone attempts a hard maneuver, they rarely execute it flawlessly, right?" Ren flexed the fingers of his left hand, testing the smooth, unhindered articulation of his newly restored joints. "I learned something crucial during that chaotic scramble to make the dome. I figured out how to actively direct the crystallization process toward a focal point, rather than letting the petrification spread randomly through my body and vital organs."

Victor stared at him, looking thoroughly puzzled yet deeply invested in the explanation.