Chapter 540 — The Star River Stirs, the Star Sea Spirits Appear

"Yiya!! (I'm replenishing, I'm replenishing.)" Ginseng Baby wiped away bean-sized beads of sweat, ceaselessly channeling life force into Shi Jin as though passing on power, linking its life to his.

"From today on, Susu, your race shall be called Star Sea Spirits!!" Shi Jin chuckled.

"No, wait—this skill's restrictions seem greater than the Ocean Pact's..."

"Although it can infinitely mobilize starry-sky energy, it's no longer usable for any skill—it only amplifies one's own purifying-type skills??"

"Ning!!" Susu indicated that this was already quite good.

"And when faith is lost, the pact automatically dissolves... which means we'll have to get involved in the wars of several cosmic big shots in the future..."

"No, no, only amplifying one's own purifying-type skills is still too much of a loss. Your Spirit of the Purifying Sea is impressive, but its power isn't great. Let's see if we can fuse the Spirit of the Purifying Sea too, and turn it into a mightier divine skill that's both offensive and purifying!"

"Ning! (Sure!)" Susu, poked by Shi Jin on its starry-jelly-like body, was overjoyed—fuse, fuse it all!!

"Yiya!!" While Shi Yan and Susu were secretly conferring, Ginseng Baby grew angry beside them. It hadn't even been nursed back to health yet—could they wait until it was alive again before thinking about the next step?!

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Taking a day off.

Some people die, yet do not entirely die...

After an endless coma, Shi Jin bolted upright in bed.

He gulped down the fresh air in great heaves, his chest shuddering with each breath.

Bewilderment, incomprehension—a flood of emotions surged through him.

Where was this?

Shi Jin instinctively looked around, and grew all the more confused.

A single-occupancy dorm?

Even if the rescue had succeeded, he ought to be in a hospital ward by now.

And his own body... how could it bear not a single scratch?

Puzzled, Shi Jin's gaze swept swiftly across the room, finally coming to rest on a mirror by the head of the bed.

The mirror showed him as he was now—roughly seventeen or eighteen years old, and quite handsome.

The problem was, this was not him!

The former him had been a striking young man in his twenties, full of bearing, with a decent job.

And now, this face looked to be no more than high-school age, however one looked at it...

Shi Jin sat frozen for a long while over this change.

Whatever you did, do not tell him the surgery had gone well...

His body and face had both changed—this was no longer a matter of surgery or no surgery. This was immortal arts.

He had completely become another person!

Could it be... that he had transmigrated?

Apart from that mirror, whose placement was plainly bad feng shui, Shi Yu discovered three books nearby.

Shi Jin picked one up, and the title silenced him on the spot.

*A Novice Keeper's Essential Handbook to Beast Husbandry*

*Postpartum Care for Pet Beasts*

*A Critical Guide to Other-Race Beast-Eared Girls*

Shi Jin: ???

The titles of the first two were normal enough—but what was going on with the last one?

"Ahem."

Shi Jin's expression turned grave. He reached out a hand, only for his arm to stiffen mid-motion.

Just as he meant to flip open the third book and see what on earth it was, a sharp stab of pain shot through his mind, and a vast torrent of memories came surging in like a tide.

Icefield City.

A pet beast breeding base.

An intern pet beast keeper.

A beast tamer?

What kind of jumbled mess was this...

It took Shi Jin a full ten-odd minutes to digest this sudden influx of memory.

A long while later, he raised his head, his expression complicated.

He had guessed right—he really did seem to have transmigrated.

Not only because of these memories, but because only good looks never lie to him.

As everyone knew, the ugly had no right to transmigrate, nor to be transmigrated into—this had already become a law.

He was this handsome; there was no doubt he had transmigrated...

After dying in an accident, he had crossed into a different world where beast taming was the mainstream.

Though the room looked like a modern single dorm, he was no longer on Earth—he had come to a place called Blue Star.

This world was utterly strange, its culture worlds apart from Earth's.

Since ancient times, superhuman power had existed here.

These superhuman powers were nothing like the battle aura, magic, or cultivation he had seen in films and shows.

Rather, every living creature had gained the potential for superhuman evolution.

Through ceaseless evolution, most animals and plants could awaken higher intelligence and formidable abilities.

Nor was it limited to flora and fauna—even mountains, lakes, wind and snow could evolve into living beings.

Every one of these superhuman creatures commanded tremendous power—lightning, flame, hurricane—no different from the divine beasts of Earth's myths.

Against such a backdrop, in this world's ancient times, the feeble humans could only cling to powerful creatures as their patron gods, scraping by in tribal form.

In time, however, through long ages of development, humanity too carved out a superhuman power of its own—the art of beast-taming.

Through meditation, some could open a pocket dimension within their minds, and through this prison-like space capture superhuman creatures.

At first, humans merely seized weak superhuman creatures by force, making them servants to labor and fight for them; against the powerful ones, they remained helpless.

Later, however, it was discovered that inside a beast-taming space, superhuman creatures grew several times faster than in the outside world, and found it far easier to break through the limits of their species and evolve.

This discovery showed humanity a hope of rising, and people began to delve into the beast-taming space.

Around capture, training, breeding, and command, as humans steadily developed the beast-taming power and refined its system, ever more varied and powerful battle-beasts were bred—and the profession known as Beast Tamer stepped onto the world stage.

With the rise of the tamers, many superhuman creatures grew willing to sign contracts with humans of their own accord, hoping to use human superhuman power to grow swiftly and break through the limits of their species.

By a few thousand years later—the present—humanity had built a splendid beast-taming civilization and held the most resource-rich regions of this planet.

In this age of beast-taming, tamers had naturally become a mark of status and class.

Every trade was bound up with tamers; only by becoming one could a person rise to the elite of any field.

The appearance fee for a single match involving a renowned tamer soared beyond the sky.

A city with a powerful tamer in residence could lift its economy straight to the top.

In the great majority of industries, tamers held the core posts, and the highest seats of power were all in tamers' hands...

Yet... though humanity had risen, vast numbers of ferocious beasts still roamed unchecked across the land, beyond all taming, and often brought disaster to human cities.

This too was why Wangshu City and others were eager to draw powerful tamers to take up residence.

And in his memories... his predecessor's family had perished in a beast tide.

"The world of beast-taming... I think I've got the gist of it."

"But why is it still this miserable even after transmigrating?"

Shi Jin drew a deep breath. Transmigration was transmigration, but in a perilous otherworld like this, clearly it would be far more comfortable to be reborn as a second-generation tamer.