Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons

Chapter 252 - Taming Laziness

While Zhao began to familiarize himself with his new beast, Ren mentally reviewed his upcoming projects. Linʼs egg was close to completion, then would come Liuʼs, and shortly before the end of the semester, those for the noble cousins.

The annotation work with Wei was progressing exceptionally well, recording the first phase of the project at a good pace... The professor seemed renewed, as if he truly cared more about knowledge than ego since Ren had defeated him. The pride that had once clouded his judgment had given way to genuine scientific curiosity.

But not all projects were advancing; one of them encountered a pause for the first time.

One that seemed like a distant dream.

”Rest,” Lin declared firmly, crossing her arms while observing Ren with an inflexible expression.

The silence that followed this simple word was so profound that one could have heard a pin drop. In the room, four faces looked at her with varying degrees of disbelief.

”Pardon?” Taro was the first to recover his voice. ”Did you just say ʼrestʼ?”

”Exactly,” Lin nodded. ”Ren will take a break from morning training sessions too, not just the nightly ones... for the remainder of the semester.”

Min let out a laugh that he quickly suppressed when he saw that Linʼs expression didnʼt change. ”Wait, are you serious? Ren? Rest?”

”I think youʼve confused your student,” Liu interjected from his desk, without looking up from the book he was reading. ”Ren no longer knows that word. Itʼs not in his vocabulary anymore.”

Lin ignored the comments, keeping her attention on Ren, whose mushrooms pulsed with what appeared to be confusion. The soft light fluctuated in an irregular pattern, betraying his internal surprise.

”The medicine has reached its limit of effectiveness,” she explained. ”Forcing more growth at this point could cause damage.”

”But I feel fine,” Ren protested, touching his arms as if to demonstrate his point. ”Better than ever, in fact.”

”Yes, Iʼve noticed,” Lin responded, and something in her tone suggested she had noticed much more than she was saying. ”Your body seems to regenerate in... unusual ways since the underground incident with the seed.”

A tense silence followed this observation. Linʼs suspicions were evident, though she didnʼt fully verbalize them.

”Listen,” she continued, her voice softening slightly. ”Iʼm not interested in theories about how you acquired that accelerated regeneration. I donʼt believe you stole the relic out of selfishness, and frankly, itʼs not my job to investigate that matter.”

Ren maintained his neutral expression, but his mushrooms briefly pulsed with what could be interpreted as relief. The light dimmed momentarily before returning to its normal intensity.

”But,” Lin raised a finger to emphasize, ”as your instructor, itʼs my responsibility to ensure your development is healthy and sustainable. Since I donʼt know what that regeneration increase is about or how it works, Iʼm not going to take it into account... And rest is also part of growth. We will allow the medicine and your body to stabilize as if normal.”

Min pretended to faint onto his bed. ”Itʼs the end of the world. Lin is recommending rest. Next news: the Goldcrests open a flower shop with Jin at the counter!”

Taro threw a pillow toward Min, though he couldnʼt contain his own smile. ”Shut up or sheʼll make us train twice as much while Ren enjoys his vacation.”

Lin ignored the antics again, keeping her gaze fixed on Ren. ”Weʼll begin next semester with a completely new level of training and more advanced medicine. For now, you need to allow your body to assimilate everything it has learned.”

She approached Ren to place a hand on his shoulder. The gesture was unexpectedly gentle, almost parental.

”And donʼt you want to be rested and at your best for the final battle exam?” Lin smiled slightly. ”Itʼs no longer a matter of defending your honor. This time, I want you to obtain the crushing victory you deserve. Let the ʼweakʼ boy I adopted show what hard work can achieve.”

Ren seemed to consider Linʼs words, his mushrooms pulsing in a thoughtful pattern. Finally, he nodded reluctantly. ”Itʼs not just effort, Iʼve been very lucky... But I suppose I could use that time for other projects.”

”Of course thatʼs what you understood by ʼrest,ʼ” Liu murmured, shaking his head.

”Speaking of projects,” Ren continued, ignoring the comment, ”in two days your egg will be ready, Master Lin.”

Linʼs eyes briefly lit up with something resembling enthusiasm, though she quickly returned to her usual composure. ”Thank you. Iʼll be looking forward to it.”

As Lin headed toward the door, Min rose from his feigned faint. ”So there will be no night exercises for the rest of the semester?”

”Oh, the exercises will continue for you, Min,” Lin responded over her shoulder, a dangerous smile forming on her lips. ”In fact, I just thought of some special exercises to compensate for Renʼs absence.”

Minʼs horrified groan followed Lin as she closed the door, leaving the boys alone with this new and improbable reality: Ren Patinder, officially obligated to rest.

”Well,” Taro said after a moment, ”that was unexpected.”

”Completely,” Liu nodded. ”Though I suspect Lin is right.”

Ren remained silent, his mushrooms pulsing slowly as he considered this new directive. Rest wasnʼt something he was particularly familiar with, but if Lin insisted it was necessary for his development...

A small smile appeared on Renʼs lips.

”Lin said that Iʼll rest… but you lot wonʼt have any yet, itʼs time for the daily routine I supervise for you... So get up, you scrawny insects!”

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Meiʼs class continued to be very active.

But it wasnʼt the only one that had experienced this increase in competitiveness. A similar phenomenon occurred in Weiʼs and Zhaoʼs classes, where preparation for final exams was almost palpable in the air. More incisive questions, more heated debates, and unprecedented attention to detail now characterized these sessions.

Klein, Luna and Jin had become particularly vocal, each attempting to outdo the other while simultaneously trying to surpass Renʼs performance. Their newfound academic enthusiasm had transformed even the driest topics into occasions for fierce intellectual competition.

However, for Yang and Lin, the dynamics were different. The battle subject didnʼt lend itself to this type of verbal competition; its final exam followed a completely different methodology.

While their colleagues enjoyed the renewed academic fervor in their classrooms, Lin and Yang prepared something more physical, more immediate, more revealing: a tournament. An event that would not only test the studentsʼ combat skills but would reveal aspects of their character that no written exam could capture.

It would be the perfect culmination of a semester filled with unexpected developments and shifting perceptions.