Beast Taming: Infinite Simulation as a Tamed Beast

Chapter 124: Chapter 123: Morally Kidnapping Me?

Translator: 549690339

Vincent Wolf didn’t understand Caesar Gray’s intentions in saying all that.

Why ask Vincent how he felt?

Would asking even be useful?

He was just a professional beast tamer without a Professional Beast Master Certificate. How could he possibly have any say in the survival of a kingdom that had existed for countless millennia?

Thinking so highly of himself was too much for Vincent.

Moreover, the world situation wasn’t that tense yet. At least there were still several huge human countries left, and a significant portion of the Totem Countries actually maintained close relations with the human side.

And in recent years, with the spread of modernization, the strength of the human nations had been gradually increasing, not limited to the Ancient Indian Nation.

A Totem Country is essentially a country formed by ferocious beasts, and there is usually a Totem Level ferocious beast within it.

The Totem Level corresponds to the Guardian God Level in human terms.

In this era where there is no Mythical Level existence, each Guardian God Level pet beast is equivalent to an unrestricted, endlessly unleashed nuclear bomb.

As long as there isn’t a 100% guarantee that there are no Guardian Gods in a particular country, that country will not be easily destroyed. Seeing that Vincent didn’t respond, Caesar Gray asked again.

“Vincent, is your pet beast a Slime?”

“Yeah, what’s up?

“Is your Slime a new evolutionary form that has evolved beyond the Slime King, and can it freely switch between three forms?”

Vincent finally understood Caesar’s purpose this time. After waiting for a long time, the real goal was finally revealed.

“How is that possible? I only have a contract with an ordinary Slime. Don’t make up that kind of ability.”

Seeing Vincent playing dumb, Caesar Gray’s eyes instantly sharpened. He slammed the table and shouted angrily.

“What’s wrong with today’s young people? They only care for their own interests and ignore the big picture just for personal gain!”

“You just said that I was impolite, and I admit it. But I’m not petty-minded when it comes to major issues!”

“Do you know how many innocent people could be saved, how many broken families could be healed, and how many loyal soldiers could be spared from sacrifice if this ability could be researched and applied to the military?” “All you have to give up is just a single Slime.”

“I can guarantee with my professional career that as long as you cooperate, I can help you sign a contract with a powerful juvenile pet from a Monarch-level species.”

Vincent couldn’t help laughing, having never seen such a shameless and ridiculous person before.

He knew what this so-called research was like.

Those who were slightly humane would keep the pet beasts in pitch-dark cages, allowing them at least some time to move around daily, after being researched and then thrown back into the cage for some self-activity time.

The cruel ones would slice the pet’s body, extract spinal fluid, brain fluid, and other various tortures more severe than the ten great tortures of the Manchu dynasty in the past were quite common.

After all, the researchers were only studying pet beasts, and the benefits were for the whole of humanity, so they wouldn’t have any psychological burden.

Vincent also knew that not all researchers were like what he imagined, but looking at Caesar Gray, he couldn’t imagine him being very kind to pet beasts.

“I’ll say it again, my contracted Slime is just an ordinary one. Don’t try to bind me morally with your so-called greater good; I’m not buying it! Do you have anything else to say? If not, I’ll leave first.”

After speaking, Vincent turned around and walked away without any intention of listening to Caesar Fuming any further.

“Wait, not accepting research is understandable, but my mission on this trip is to get you to join the Research Bureau. I hope you can join.”

‘What if I don’t want to join?”

“I hope you can think it over carefully. Joining the Research Bureau is only of benefit to you. As a young man, don’t ruin your future for a little temper.”

Vincent didn’t want to join at all.

A glimpse of the leopard was a glimpse of the whole picture.

Seeing Caesar’s behavior, he could more or less understand what kind of people were in the Research Bureau.

Moreover, it seemed that Caesar held quite a high position in the Research Bureau. If he joined, chances are he would be targeted and harassed.

“I’m still a senior in high school. My main goal right now is to study and not to get involved in other things. You’d better find someone else who is more talented.”

“I am a very principled person. Once I agree to do something, I must fulfill it 100%!”

Caesar Gray waved his hand, and a spirit coffin appeared in the president’s office.

Vincent’s eyelids twitched.

This was a blatant threat!

Putting a coffin in the room, what did that mean?

If he didn’t join, would he die?

Was that how overbearing it was?

As Vincent regretted not bringing Dragon Town with him, the office door was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man with a square face walked in with a big smile on his face. It was Brad Winter.

“Vincent, congratulations, kid! I’ve brought you some good news!”

But when Brad entered the office and saw the situation inside, he quickly understood what was going on. His smile disappeared, and he turned his sharp gaze to the panicked Caesar Gray, walking up to him and cursing him hard.

“What’s the matter with you? Haven’t you changed after living so many years?

Did your life go to the dogs? Hurry up and put away your Puppet Spirit Coffin. It’s just bad luck to look at!”

Caesar Gray quickly put away his pet beast, the Puppet Spirit Coffin, and respectfully bent down to Brad Winter, saying, “Mr. Winter, how did you get here?”

“You can be here, and I can’t? And don’t call yourself my student from now on. I don’t have such an incompetent thing!” Brad Winter scolded angrily.

“It’s all for the greater good. Humanity isn’t as glamorous as it seems on the surface.” Caesar Gray said with a bitter smile.

“No matter how much you are for the greater good, you cannot use morality to exploit children and make them pay for the shortcomings of adults. It only reveals our incompetence!” Brad Winter scolded again, his face showing a touch of disappointment.

Caesar Gray was obviously still dissatisfied, but he didn’t say anything else.

Brad Winter sighed, knowing that Caesar hadn’t truly taken his words to heart. He didn’t bother with Caesar any further and walked straight up to Vincent, apologizing with some guilt:

“That kid used to be my student. He’s just a bit extreme and stubborn, and not a bad guy.”

Vincent didn’t take a position on this matter.

No one thinks their own ideas are wrong; they will always create a set of logical theories that fit their behavior.

Maybe their intentions were good, but different ideas led to different outcomes.

In Vincent’s subjective consciousness, Caesar might not be a bad person objectively. However, since Caesar tried to harm Vincent’s interests, he saw Caesar as a bad person and a complete enemy..