Beast taming, starting from zero point
Chapter 577 - 525 It’s Me

Chapter 577: Chapter 525 It’s Me

As the contract was concluded, Qiao Sang immediately accessed the Beast Taming Codex.

She quickly flipped to the last page.

[Name: Little Steel Falcon]

[Attributes: Steel, Flying]

[Level: Beginner (766/1000) +]

[Traits: First Trait: Mirror Armor

Level: A (23/10000), Status: (Exceptionally useful), Description: (When affected by an opponent’s ability-reducing moves or traits, can reflect these effects back onto the Pet Beast that used the move or triggered the trait)

Second Trait: Hard Head

Level: D (6/500), Status: (Difficult to use), Description: (Immune to self-inflicted recoil damage from moves)

Third Trait: Sharpness

Level: C (192/1000), Status (Usable), Description: (Cutting-type moves have their power increased by 50%)]

[Skills: Iron Defense (Beginner 61/100) +, Trickery (Proficient 332/500) +, Steel Wing (Proficient 280/500) +, Air Blade (Beginner 39/100) + Peck (Proficient 278/500) +]

Qiao Sang’s gaze was fixed on the Mirror Armor trait. First, she was startled, then the realization dawned on her, and her face lit up with surprise.

She had been initially moved by the Little Steel Falcon’s intellect and perseverance, but she had never imagined that this would be a Pet Beast with such extraordinary talent that its Mirror Armor trait had reached A rank at the Beginner Stage!

An A-rank Mirror Armor trait was entirely worthy of being on the candidate list for the beasts featured at yesterday’s banquet!

Pet Beasts with an A-rank trait at the Beginner Stage were few and far between, and most useless traits, once they achieved a high level, always seemed to have some miraculous effect.

Just like the Stinkbug’s Stench trait.

An ordinary level Stench trait would only emit an unpleasant odor, but once the Stench trait reached A rank, it had the potential to knock out an opponent with its stench upon its arrival, achieving victory without a fight, similar to a biochemical weapon in its tremendous power.

The Mirror Armor trait was by no means useless, even being slightly more useful than the Pure Body trait, providing a counteractive effect. Such a trait at A rank, even without a Golden Finger, made it not impossible for it to challenge an Intermediate Pet Beast beyond its level at the Beginner Stage.

Qiao Sang’s heart heated up as she continued to look down the list.

The Hard Head trait was quite good; it would provide greater endurance in battle.

The Sharpness trait was also excellent, since learning cutting-type moves would significantly increase its attack strength.

Who would have thought the Little Steel Falcon’s traits would be so practical in battle...

Qiao Sang grew more and more satisfied as she read on.

When she saw the skills section, she suddenly paused again.

Trickery?

Isn’t that a Dark-type skill?

Pet Beasts aren’t supposed to be able to learn skills outside of their own attributes, but Pet Beasts can only bring out the maximum power of skills that match their own attributes.

Therefore, no Beast Tamer would specially have their Pet Beasts learn skills of another attribute.

Moreover, learning skills of another attribute also depends on talent; it’s not something that can be learned just by spending time and resources.

Qiao Sang hadn’t expected the Little Steel Falcon to have the talent to learn Dark-type skills...

Trickery, a mid-level Dark-type skill, involves strategic deceptive tactics, which stimulates the brain and can significantly boost one’s special attack.

Having looked over all the data, Qiao Sang exited the Beast Taming Codex and gazed at the Little Steel Falcon before her, finding it more and more to her liking.

With such traits and skills, there was defense when needed, attack when necessary, and with such intellect, it was simply too perfect.

"Steel Steel..."

The Little Steel Falcon felt its new Beast Tamer’s gaze a bit cheesy and involuntarily fluttered its wings.

...

Area Three, the Beast Taming Center.

People of all shapes and sizes were coming in and out.

Window number 17.

The staff member, completely bewildered and shocked, finished registering the Little Steel Falcon’s information and then handed out the Identity Bracelet in a daze:

"This is the Little Steel Falcon’s Identity Bracelet..."

Qiao Sang thanked them, took it, and turned to leave.

It was only after a long while that the staff member finally shook off the shock, murmuring:

"15 years old, and he’s only 15 years old..."

The staff member at the neighboring window couldn’t help but remind, "Hurry and call the next one; there are still so many people waiting."

"Oh, oh!" The staff member who had initially received Qiao Sang finally snapped back to reality.

At this time, Qiao Sang had already completed his registration and received his number.

The process for registering as a Professional Beast Tamer on Chao Su Star was somewhat more convenient than on Blue Star.

There were both manual and self-service options.

One simply needed to scan their identity card and Beast Taming Badge at the self-service machine to check if they were eligible to register.

Qiao Sang, holding Yaobao, found a spot to sit in the waiting hall.

The Little Steel Falcon, already wearing his Identity Bracelet, stood on the back of the chair next to him, observing the passing crowd.

At that moment, a petite girl with long hair draped over her shoulders came and sat down beside Qiao Sang.

She sneakily glanced at Yaobao before turning her head to ask, "What is this Pet Beast called? I’ve never seen it before."

"Liaoxing Dog." Qiao Sang had already grown accustomed to people always asking what Yaobao was called.

"It doesn’t look like a mid-level Pet Beast either," the girl muttered.

Most of the people sitting in this waiting hall were here to take the Professional Beast Tamer assessment. F-rank Beast Tamers didn’t need to take an exam; they could obtain their Beast Taming Badge as long as they registered their Pet Beasts. Only Beast Tamers starting from E-rank needed to undergo an assessment.

The registration standard for the E-rank Beast Tamer assessment was two mid-level Pet Beasts.

Seeing that Qiao Sang looked even younger than herself, the girl subconsciously thought she was an E-rank Beast Tamer taking the assessment.

"Yaobao."

Yaobao’s ears twitched, and he proudly raised his head.

He hadn’t expected that, even with his reduced size, someone could still see his extraordinariness.

"What Pet Beast are you planning to use for the assessment?" the girl inquired.

"Just the Liaoxing Dog," Qiao Sang answered.

The girl looked at Yaobao, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "With that one?"

Yaobao: "???"

Why did her question sound so strange to him?

What’s wrong with relying on him?

Is there a problem?

"Never mind, you can’t judge a Pet Beast by its appearance." The girl shifted her gaze and asked, "What’s your number? I’m also here for the Professional Beast Tamer assessment. Maybe our numbers are close, and we can go in together."

Qiao Sang took out his number paper and checked, "Number 39."

The girl’s eyes brightened, "What a coincidence, I’m number 43. We’re so close; we’re definitely going in together. Let me tell you..."

"D-rank Beast Tamer assessment, number 39, please proceed to assessment room number 8," the mechanical electronic voice announced at that moment.

Qiao Sang double-checked the number paper in his hand and stood up.

The girl, seeing his movement, paused and kindly reminded, "They’re calling for the D-rank Beast Tamer assessment now."

Qiao Sang glanced at her, "I’m here for the D-rank Beast Tamer assessment."

Having said that, he walked toward the direction of the assessment room.

"!!!" The girl’s expression instantly froze.

The Little Steel Falcon, unnoticed, watched the scene unfold and then flapped his wings to follow.

...

Assessment room number 8.

It was more of a hall than a room.

Assessment room number 8 was as large as a basketball court, with a sparse scattering of people in the spectator seats—about a dozen or so.

All of them were adults, and the youngest looked to be about twenty-something.

As Qiao Sang entered, the expression of the staff member at the registration desk by the entrance noticeably froze:

"Number 39?"

"That’s me." Qiao Sang took out his number paper and identity card and placed them on the table in front of him.