Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 558

Chapter 558: Chapter 558 - Taming the Fourth Year: Punishment Without Limits

Could the encysted seed be releasing some power when he became more emotionally intense?

The possibility intrigued him. He canceled the partial fusion with the wolverine and concentrated completely on increasing the mana flow in his body.

He closed his eyes and focused on internal sensations. He could feel something different, a subtle resonance that hadn’t been there during his previous training.

It was as if emotional intensity was creating a stronger connection with whatever power remained available to him.

He began to experiment, alternating with his memories of Liora, Luna, and his fungus, then his feelings of guilt and anger.

Torturing himself, switching between calm and intense emotional states, monitoring how his mana control responded.

The results were inconsistent but promising. During peaks of emotional intensity, he could clearly feel an increase in his capacity to feel and manipulate mana and the elements.

But he also noticed something concerning... the intensity required to maintain this augmented state was mentally exhausting, and it uncomfortably reminded him of the behavior patterns that had caused problems with his friends.

He wondered if he was discovering a legitimate new technique or simply finding ways to rationalize destructive impulses.

The line between productive intensity and self-destructive behavior could be very thin, especially when dealing with frustrations that went beyond normal for him.

But Ren couldn’t doubt anymore.

No more questioning whether it was right or not... only action remained.

Why? Because he was leaving.

He would go get that thing, whatever it was, that Sirius needed to solve the crisis.

His wolverine was full of resources, enough to last the necessary time. Quantities his old large backpack could never dream of carrying. Ten backpacks wouldn’t be enough to transport everything he now had stored in his beast’s dimensional space: weapons forged by Isaac, high-quality mana potions, emergency materials and food that could last weeks, specialized tools for excavation and survival even underground.

Everything he had been accumulating, subconsciously preparing for something exactly like this. An expedition like this one.

He began mentally reviewing his inventory while preparing his departure. The new weapons created with the Gold 3 materials he had obtained in his last nearly fatal expedition: a spear that could pierce the most resistant defenses, arrows designed specifically to penetrate high-rank creature armor, and a dagger that could cut through materials that without his fungus would have been indestructible to him.

Isaac had exceeded expectations when working with those materials. He would have to thank him again, this time more seriously.

He even had enough stimulating potions that could keep him alert and functional for days without sleep if necessary.

He had spent a considerable amount obtaining it all, but now he was glad he had been so meticulous in his preparation.

The tools included ropes made from monster materials that were resistant and reinforced with mana that could support enormous rocks or creatures, maps now that he didn’t have his fungus to navigate, and soft things for more comfortable camping with materials his elemental control couldn’t easily create.

But... would he really do this when his descent had taught him not to overestimate himself?

The memory of Luna shook him abruptly.

The image of her crying, the desperation hidden in her voice, the way she had transformed her pain into a declaration of enmity she clearly didn’t really feel.

He breathed deeply, feeling determination solidify in his chest like forged steel.

There was no point losing more time questioning himself. He had already found a small part of the path toward the solution. The beginning... The rest he could learn on the way.

He had survived worse odds before with less preparation. Now he had it in abundance.

His boosts had dropped to half but his combat skills had improved during months of brutal training with Lin, Yang, Zhao, and Wei.

And more importantly, he had a personal motivation that went beyond simple gain or glory.

He began advancing toward the school’s limits, prepared to extract and activate his concealment artifacts to avoid detection by security guards.

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