Fry Them All

Vincent Wolf experienced the frustration of having his Beast Contract Agreement with the Fox Spirit terminated when he was just starting out. He felt upset because he forgot to mention the key phrase "Do not bully the poor young man." However, he was grateful that his Beast Talent, "Simulation," had already been activated before the contract was terminated. Otherwise, forgetting his key phrase could have affected the use of this cheat. But why did this simulation talent make him replace the consciousness of the tamed beast in the secret realm? Could there be a bug or something? Therefore, Vincent worked hard in the simulation, fighting monsters, leveling up, and enduring torture. Meanwhile, his tamed beasts enjoyed the benefits, rapidly leveling up and even gaining proficiency in skills through him, the beast tamer. Vincent couldn't help but complain, "This is robbery! Who is the real beast tamer here?!" His simulation talent responded, "Who says a beast tamer can't be used as a tamed beast?" In the end, Vincent looked at himself, now possessing countless skills, and fell into deep contemplation…

Beast Taming: Infinite Simulation as a Tamed Beast

Vincent Wolf released Barry and looked at its round, ball-shaped body, unable to see what was so appealing about it.


"Excitement? Is it caused by the digestive juices?"


Vincent put his hand into Barry's body and immediately felt a sharp pain in his fingers.


He quickly withdrew his fingers and blew on the reddened fingertips.


"As expected, pet beasts are still pet beasts. No matter how high their intelligence, their thought processes are still different from humans."


Barry looked at Vincent's self-harming behavior with some confusion and directly cast a [Healing] spell on him.


A light green glow enveloped Vincent's fingers, and his minor injury was instantly healed.


Vincent patted Barry's head, expressing his approval for its actions.


Then he began to think about what option he needed to choose.


Chapter 57: Attention from the Abyss