Beast Taming: Infinite Simulation as a Tamed Beast

Chapter 153: Chapter 152: Master, 1 1 m Hungry

Translator: 549690339

“Speak properly! ”

The intelligent Al-088 looked at Vincent Wolf with grievance and hastily spoke up when he saw the tendency of his brain being snapped at again:

“First, start a business and invest. Second, build a personal brand. Third, create unique products or services. Fourth, diversify income sources. Fifth, cooperate with partners. Sixth, constantly learn and grow. Seventh…”

“Mhm.”

As Vincent listened, he took notes.

“Go on.”

“First, look for industries or fields with high growth potential, start your own entrepreneurial projects, and invest a lot of time, energy, and resources. At the same time, make targeted investments, such as…”

“Then, what do you think is the best way for me to make money at this level, and in which direction should I strive for?”

After examining Vincent up and down seriously, Al-088 said: “I suggest finding a rich woman and practicing your ability to be a gigolo.” Slap—

Vincent slapped his phone onto the table.

“Hey, hey! I’m telling the truth!” The intelligent Al-088 shouted in a panic.

Vincent stood the phone back up without saying a word and thought about some things in his heart.

“If I make a contract with this intelligent Al, what will happen when I want to simulate things?”

“If it’s just a phone in the Hidden Realm, then it can only stay there motionless, waiting for other pet beasts to find me.”

“If no one comes to touch me, will I lose consciousness as my energy runs out?”

“I should find her another shell similar to the mecha, capable of free movement, before making a contract.”

“But can the simulated mode after the contract improve her [Low-Level Intelligence] talent proficiency, and how do I, a human being, improve it?”

Vincent looked at the aggrieved Al-088: “I’ll give you a name.”

“Name?”

“Let’s call you Cacea.”

“Little Daddy? Okay.” the intelligent Al-088 nodded, very satisfied.

Vincent snapped at it again. “It’s Cacea!”

“It doesn’t sound good! I object!”

“Objection invalid!” Vincent decided and then turned the phone volume to the lowest level, letting Cacea tap on the phone screen and shout something at him.

On the other side.

Sebastian Wood was teaching Evan how to use the intelligent Al-087 and downloading various software on her phone.

“This is communication software that you can use to chat with others. This is a video software that you can use to watch movies, TV dramas, etc. This is a browser that you can use to look up information.”

“It’s okay if you don’t know how to read human words because you can talk to the intelligent Al on your phone and she will bring up all the software and information you need.”

Evan nodded.

“Next, I’ll teach you how to use various appliances and furniture.”

“How’s it going? You’ve been learning all day.”

Vincent emerged from his bedroom to see Evan and Sebastian sitting together watching TV.

“Why does everyone like watching TV dramas? Are there any good ones these days!”

Vincent didn’t think much of it, but when he saw the picture on the TV, his eyes widened instantly.

“Holy crap! Pet beast boxing tournament! ”

In the middle of a massive ring on the screen, two Monarch species were engaged in an intense fight.

In the center of the ring, a huge Tyrant Bear stood, emanating an aura of great power and strength. Its fur was thick and rough, its muscles sturdy and powerful, seemingly harboring endless fighting energy.

On the opposite side, a fierce and agile Fighting Kangaroo Emperor prepared to face the challenge. Its slender, explosive body, nimble steps, and keen eyesight displayed unparalleled boxing skills, with each punch and kick showcasing precision and speed.

The audience held their breath as they watched this spectacular showdown.

The Tyrant Bear swung its massive claws, attempting to strike at the Fighting Kangaroo Emperor. However, the Fighting Kangaroo Emperor swiftly dodged and showed its prowess in striking back in an instant.

As the match progressed, both Monarch species had their wins and losses. The

Tyrant Bear’s powerful strength allowed it to withstand the Fighting Kangaroo Emperor’s attacks, while the latter’s speed and skill held up an exciting confrontation.

The atmosphere was tense and fierce on the field, with the audience cheering for the two Monarch species’ battle.

Hearing Vincent’s exclamation, Evan and Sebastian looked up at him.

“Vincent, come watch with us. It’s really good.” Sebastian made room for Vincent on the couch, motioning him to join them.

Not being shy, Vincent sat down between them and began watching the battle on the TV.

“Who changed the channel?” Vincent asked.

“It was me,” Sebastian answered.

“You’re into this sort of thing?”

“Who doesn’t have a special hobby? Don’t you?” Vincent fell silent, knowing he had one too. “So, how did Evan do with her learning today?”

“Very good, she learned quickly.”

Vincent looked around and saw that his house had been completely transformed.

Previously, his former self would devote one day every week to cleaning the entire small building.

Now, however, with so many things going on, Vincent hadn’t touched it in over a week.

Mostly because he was too lazy to clean.

“Where’s Dragon Town, it was here in the morning, but now it’s gone!”

Vincent looked around but didn’t find it, gave up straight away. After all, a dragon that big couldn’t be lost.

“Since it’s so late now, why don’t you guys eat dinner at my place? I’ll cook personally.”

“If Vincent is cooking, I must taste it!” Sebastian was thrilled.

Afterward, Vincent took Evan into the kitchen, cooking while checking on her cooking skills.

The result was passable; she no longer committed to the previous common-sense mistakes.

Sebastian left after dinner, and Vincent gave Evan another intake of energy.

A quiet night passed until the morning.

“Young Master, wake up.”

As Vincent heard someone talking to him drowsily, he thought he was dreaming and continued to sleep without paying attention.

“Young- Master- Get- Up-” A coquettish voice reached Vincent’s ears. “Where did this dead crab come from? Scram!” Vincent mumbled.

Whoosh—!

Vincent felt his blanket being lifted in an instant, leaving him feeling cold all over.

“Ah! I’m not wearing clothes!”

Vincent screamed covering his privates.

“Young Master, get up quickly. I’ll help you put on clothes!”

Evan blushed, holding a set of clothes Vincent usually wore in her hands.

Vincent reached out to cover the lifted blanket back onto his body, revealing only a pair of eyes. “No need, I can change my clothes.” “Alright then. ”

Evan looked somewhat regretful.

“Aren’t you going to leave?”

Evan twined her little fingers nervously and shyly.

“Master, I’m kind of hungry.” Now, Vincent was even more shocked..