Beast Tamer: I Can See Evolution Paths

"You called me here just to set me up?"

"Am I that kind of person?", President Robb crossed his arms, speaking with an arrogant air, "Of course not!"

"I don't believe it!"

"Believe it or not, when I called you at the time, it was to ask you to properly search your city's forbidden area for any traces of the Dream Soul Spirit." President Robb smiled and said, "You've seen the ability of this Holy Light Sunflower. Visually, it's a bit unsettling, but you have to admit, this is truly a divine skill."

"Especially when placed in the context of an impending beast tide."

"For our side, having one more Holy Light Sunflower means one more source of powerful strength."

"I'm just thinking, why not make money together?"

Then, President Robb gave Desmond a regretful look: "Who would have thought that you, you damn thing, would start spewing nonsense the moment you opened your mouth? So, I just went with the flow."

If there's a deal to be had and you don't take it, you're a fool.

He wasn't going to be that fool—he was going to take full advantage.

Desmond: *spitting blood in rage*

Asher!

He needed a Asher of his own!

Desmond and President Robb were about the same age. They had known each other since childhood and had grown up competing from kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, high school, all the way to university.

From competing on who could pee the farthest when they were still in open-crotch pants, to competing in grades, rankings, and who was stronger after awakening… Desmond always felt he had never been left behind. In fact, he had even managed to suppress President Robb in some key opportunities.

But he never expected to stumble for the first time in university—when they both fell for the same girl.

*Cough* *Cough*… Because they fought too fiercely, the girl ended up choosing neither of them. Instead, she found a new boyfriend, rejecting both of them with the exact same reason: Blessings, respect, but if you two are locked in, don't go out and harm others.

At that time, the looks on Desmond and President Robb's faces were… quite complicated.

Who could have thought that the first major gossip in their lives would spread like this?

They? Together?

Sorry.

Grossed out.

Really grossed out.

From then on, Desmond discovered that whenever he showed even the slightest inclination toward dating, girls would look at him with a strange, complicated, subtle gaze—like they were looking at a scumbag.

Even though he knew Robb was in the same situation… Desmond just couldn't stand it.

His reputation!

Just like that, that damn Robb had ruined it.

Desmond sealed his heart and locked away love, deciding to give up on romance entirely.

But after finally becoming the president of the Bluestone City Beastmaster Alliance, he was shocked to find out that President Robb had also become the president of the NY City Beastmaster Alliance.

Desmond: Copycat?

President Robb: Pah! Stop flattering yourself.

As two Beastmaster Alliance presidents, they were constantly compared by busybodies. And in this increasingly open-minded era… if President Robb hadn't lost what little handsomeness he once had, Desmond feared some young girls might have started shipping them together.

All these small grudges and minor conflicts accumulated over time, making Desmond prone to irritation and impulsivity whenever something involved President Robb.

And this time…

Now that he had calmed down, Desmond realized he had overlooked quite a few details and things that needed verification.

But at that time, President Robb on the other end of the phone had been way too arrogant, plus Desmond had a witness in hand… He couldn't hold back and acted on impulse.

After thoroughly reviewing all his actions in just a few minutes, Desmond: "..."

No regrets.

But now, he was envious.

Damn it.

If the professor applying for this research project on pet evolution had been anyone else… Desmond felt his actions wouldn't have been so impulsive.

But who would have thought Asher was actually this impressive?

A new brain really does work better, huh?

Desmond looked at Asher with burning intensity, as if he desperately wanted one for himself.

Too bad.

Getting his own version of Asher was impossible.

A rare blind box, only one in existence, no duplicates.

Realizing this, Desmond's face twisted with jealousy, more sour than a whole basket of lemons.

Why did that damn President Robb get so lucky?

Pah!

Shameless thing!

How could such a great genius not belong to his faction?

Asher, unable to ignore Desmond's scorching gaze: "..."

'Too intense.'

"You, rein in that look. What are you staring at?" President Robb noticed Desmond's burning gaze, immediately stepping in between him and Asher, then warily eyeing Desmond.

Looking at his most precious, one-of-a-kind ginseng doll in his personal garden?

Trying to dig it up and transplant it into his own cellar?

Dream on!

Dreams have everything!

SIZZLE—

As President Robb and Desmond locked eyes, Asher could almost hear the sound of thunder and lightning crackling in the air.

Asher: "?"

Asher: "Uncle Robb, you two have such a good relationship."

In an instant.

The electric sparks in President Robb and Desmond's gazes cut off, and both of their faces twisted into expressions of extreme disgust and revulsion.

They wanted to say something to refute it, but before they could, Asher had already turned to Jasmine and started discussing the Holy Light Sunflower's evolution and abilities.

"This is our observation report on Bean Flower and Dream Soul Spirit."

"Here are the recorded evolution images."

"And finally, our comprehensive tests on the evolved Holy Light Sunflower and our process of uncovering its abilities."

Each document was meticulously detailed, clearly the result of step-by-step experimentation.

The process and records were highly logical.

"How did you think of fusing Bean Flower and Dream Soul Spirit for evolution?" Jasmine only gave a cursory glance at the documents before closing them and handing them back to Sarah.

Although she was merely an inspector, she had some understanding of pet evolution research.

These data had not yet been made public, so she didn't need to examine them in detail—just enough to get a grasp of the situation.

"In your entire research project, the most critical and core aspect is your hypothesis regarding the connection between Bean Flower and Dream Soul Spirit."

Jasmine's face remained expressionless, strictly professional, her sharp eyes never leaving Asher's face, scrutinizing his every microexpression.

"Hmm?" A flicker of surprise flashed in Asher's eyes, as if he hadn't expected Jasmine to ask this question.

Then, he naturally spread his hands. "Is there a problem? Miss Jasmine, as you said, it's just a hypothesis."

"You must have looked into my past achievements and discoveries, right?"

Jasmine nodded.

"You could say… intuition." Asher smiled, serious and earnest,"When I saw Bean Flower and Dream Soul Spirit, I just had a gut feeling—they had a subtle connection."

"Oh, right." He paused, then mentioned the dream he had that night.

Nothing to hide.

"Maybe that had something to do with it?"

In any case, it had nothing to do with his golden finger.

Throughout the entire process, Asher remained completely natural, without the slightest flaw.

"The dream you mentioned... could it be a kind of scene replay?",Upon hearing this, Jasmine's icy face relaxed slightly, and her cold, sharp eyes softened a bit. "If that's the case, then it can be explained."

Jasmine's voice also became a little gentler. "But that doesn't negate your talent and abilities."

Even though she had met many professors researching pet beast evolution, including some at the third and second research levels, Jasmine had to admit—Asher was a genius, a young prodigy.

As long as Asher could grow step by step, his future achievements… would definitely not be lower than Mr. Damien! Perhaps even…

Jasmine stopped her train of thought. If Asher could reach Mr. Damien's level, that was already something many people wouldn't even dare to dream of.

Going even higher… Jasmine feared that the greater the expectation, the deeper the disappointment.

"Asher, thank you for your cooperation this time." After understanding the situation, Jasmine nodded and smiled. "On behalf of the inspection team, I make the determination that your research has no issues and is entirely within the prescribed scope."

"There is no deliberate falsification of achievements to fraudulently obtain funding, nor is there any act of stealing others' results through unknown illegal means."

Robb · currently engaged in a standoff with Desmond · suddenly snapped his head around: "?"

President Robb: "!"

"Wait!" President Robb widened his eyes in shock and disbelief, turning to Desmond. "What the hell is this 'stealing others' results through unknown illegal means'?"

"Desmond dog! If you don't explain this clearly today, don't even think about walking out of NY City."

President Robb was furious.

Anger.

Extreme anger.

He finally understood why Desmond's report had directly alarmed the inspection team.

Under normal circumstances, following the standard reporting process, the ones dispatched would typically be from the review team.

When Jasmine arrived in NY City carrying the identity proof of an inspection team candidate, not only was President Robb startled, but even Desmond, the one who filed the report, was shocked.

What?

Had Asher violated the heavenly laws?

Otherwise, why would the inspection team be involved? President Robb racked his brain but couldn't figure it out, and Desmond hadn't asked much either.

Until this moment…

Oh.

All the questions were instantly answered.

Falsifying achievements and fraudulently obtaining funding—these two matters were within the jurisdiction of the review team. If proven, all assets acquired through fraudulent means would be confiscated immediately, followed by appropriate sentencing and imprisonment.

However, "stealing others' results through unknown illegal means" was not such a simple matter.

Anyone making such a claim without any evidence wouldn't dare say it outright. Regardless of whether it was proven true, this was an extremely severe accusation against a professor researching pet beast evolution.

Realizing what a "good deed" Desmond had done, President Robb was so furious that his hair was practically standing on end.

Truly—anger making one's hair stand on end.

"I'm not! I didn't! Stop talking nonsense!" Desmond was so frightened that his eyes widened. He waved his hands repeatedly, refusing to take the blame. "I really don't know about this. The first two accusations, yes, I did report them, but this last one… I… I have no idea!"

Desmond frantically waved his hands.

He wasn't lying—he was genuinely being framed. Believe him!

President Robb sneered.

Desmond, feeling both aggrieved and lost for words, muttered, "I only reported you because you were acting too arrogantly. I thought you really did something… improper."

Breaking the law, abusing power—things like that.

But this accusation of "stealing others' results through unknown illegal means"—Desmond wouldn't dare slap that label on someone so carelessly.

This kind of report could actually be life-threatening.

Desmond envied NY City for having a genius like Asher, but he had never thought about doing anything to harm that genius. At most, he just wanted to grab hold of President Robb's weak points.

"This particular accusation was indeed not made by President Desmond." Fortunately, Jasmine spoke up. "We received this report from elsewhere."

Desmond: A moment of clarity in this lifetime!

"Hmph!" President Robb snorted, still giving Desmond a nasty look. "You talk like you're some kind of saint!"

"Setting aside the issue of falsifying achievements… Fraudulently obtaining funding? What funding did Asher even cheat? Do you have any idea how much funding I allocated to this project? Just one million!"

As he spoke, President Robb grew increasingly furious. "Asher's stipend for a single quarter is several million. Why would he waste time, effort, and reputation just to fraudulently obtain this little bit of funding?"

What? The funding amount?

One million?

At that moment, not just Desmond—

Even Jasmine's cold, frosty face showed a trace of surprise and bewilderment as her eyes widened.

One million… That's barely enough to be considered pocket change.

As research funding, it was downright pitiful.

Desmond opened and closed his mouth several times but couldn't get a single word out. He was genuinely stunned by the fact that the research project only received one million in funding.

"You… Why didn't you say so earlier?" Desmond struggled for a long time, turning red before finally squeezing out, "If I had known Asher's project only had a budget of one million…" What the hell would I even report him for? It was obvious that President Robb was just humoring a kid.

Then, as he thought more about it…

If his own organization had a genius like Asher, and Asher wanted to research something he wasn't too optimistic about, wouldn't it make sense to allocate just one million to let him test the waters and satisfy his curiosity while also letting him give up on it? That would be completely reasonable.

Even more ironic—President Robb, thinking he was cutting costs, allocated just a million as a token gesture, but Asher went ahead and built a damn aircraft carrier with it.

Desmond: "…"

Jealousy.

He was getting sick of saying this word.

Seriously.

Why did this dog President Robb have such insane luck?

Why?

At the same time, Desmond reflected on his own actions.

He was quick to admit his mistake, determined to learn from it, and vowed never to trip over the same stone again.

"Someone reported me. Can I ask who it was?" Asher smiled, seemingly unconcerned about being reported.

After all—

With his golden finger, discovering new evolutionary paths for extraordinary creatures was as easy as taking a glance. If not for deliberately holding back… he'd be grinding progress like crazy.

Even though he intentionally slowed down—

Compared to those professors who took one or two years to complete a single project, his speed was still absurdly fast.

So fast that it made people suspicious—were these discoveries truly his own?

Or was there… another secret behind them?

The reason Asher established a long-term, stable laboratory was precisely for this.

With Sarah and Chase, all research and experiment data were meticulously recorded.

If anyone ever questioned him, Asher wouldn't need to waste words—he'd just slap the records in their faces.

The biggest question was precisely what Jasmine had asked earlier: "How did Asher even think of doing this?"

Asher: Genius brain, sudden inspiration, born with it—I can't explain it.

Everyone else: "…"

A blatant flex, and they couldn't refute it.

The more advanced a researcher is, the more they understand that innate talent and sudden flashes of inspiration… are things that simply cannot be explained by normal logic.

Sometimes, the heavens are just that unreasonable.

Can you even argue with the heavens?

But according to Asher's expectations, this report was bound to come sooner or later—just not this soon, right?

"Zed." Jasmine mentioned a name Asher had never heard before.

Asher: "?"

Confusion was written all over Asher's face.

Meanwhile, Sarah and Chase, the couple beside him, had their expressions shifting again and again—from anger to guilt.

"Professor Asher… we know this person." Sarah looked at Asher with remorse, eyes filled with self-blame. "The reason we were kicked out of the lab before was related to this Zed."

Asher understood.

Oh ho.

Now it all made sense.

When Asher decided to hire Chase and Sarah, he already knew they had conflicts with others—serious ones at that.

Otherwise, with so many years of experience, it wouldn't make sense for Chase and Sarah to be unable to find a new job for over half a year after being kicked out of the lab. That was obviously unreasonable.

Asher had already prepared himself to help these two handle their troubles.

However, nothing had ever happened.

So, Asher hadn't given it much thought.

Unexpectedly.

It wasn't that the other side had done nothing—they were just gathering power to make a big move.

And the result…

Hmm.

They really did make a big move.

The other side probably hadn't expected that this wave of accusations wouldn't harm Asher in the slightest but would instead completely backfire on them.

"We're really sorry, Professor Asher. It's because of us…" The more Chase and Sarah thought about it, the more guilty they felt.

Because of them, Asher ended up taking the blame.

If Asher weren't strong enough, fast enough, and thoroughly prepared, this could have really caused him trouble.

The more they thought about it, the more uneasy Chase and Sarah felt.

Since it was their fault, maybe they should just—

"It's fine. This has nothing to do with you." Asher waved his hand dismissively. "Even without you two, there would still be people who would want to report me for this reason."

"On the contrary, as long as I conduct myself properly, I have nothing to fear from any reports."

"Besides, having you two around has saved me a lot of trouble. Don't overthink it. Just keep doing what you were doing before."

Asher spoke lightly, casually.

But to everyone present, his words had a great impact.

Not their fault?

Nothing to do with them?

No, no, no.

Chase and Sarah knew very well that this incident escalating to the point where a candidate member of the inspection team had to come in person meant it was far more serious than they had imagined.

The only reason Asher was fine in the end was that he was truly capable.

It had nothing to do with them.

Asher had been implicated because of them, yet he didn't blame them at all… If they were already grateful to Asher before, now they wanted to give him their hearts.

What a great boss!

He treated them way too well!

If they didn't do their best to complete the tasks Asher assigned them, that would mean they were ungrateful and unworthy.

The two other researchers on the side weren't as deeply affected as Chase and Sarah, but they still felt something and completely let go of any doubts or confusion they had about Asher's actions and assignments.

Being able to follow such a kind pet beast professor was an extremely rare opportunity for them.

They had to work hard.

Strive to become Professor Asher's trusted subordinates as soon as possible.

President Robb grinned from ear to ear.

'Hehehe~'

Asher was just that amazing!

In the field of pet beast evolution research, President Robb had never seen anyone more impressive than Asher.

Just like Asher said—if people doubted him, he'd use his strength to slap them in the face.

Look at Desmond over there—wasn't his old face practically swollen from all the slaps?

Desmond: "…"

Beep—beep beep beep—did anyone else hear him cursing internally?

Jasmine's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and her pink lips parted a little, as if she had just heard something unbelievable.

Conducting oneself properly means not fearing any reports?

For Asher to say such words, it meant he truly believed in them from the bottom of his heart… Jasmine's gaze toward Asher carried a touch of admiration.

'Well said.'

This was exactly the kind of young genius the Alliance needed.

Not that others weren't doing well, but to truly be unafraid of the inspection team or even the supervisory committee… ahem, everyone had their little secrets behind closed doors.

After all, this was a society built on connections—whether it was slipping a few acquaintances' children into a lab or exchanging resources and interests… Generally, as long as it wasn't excessive, the inspection team wouldn't care.

Even Jameson, who had been acting like a background character, was now looking at Asher with full admiration.

And it wasn't just because of these three sentences.

It was also due to his time working alongside Asher and witnessing his abilities firsthand…

Jameson himself was unremarkable, but Asher, who shone brilliantly and handled matters with composure, was his role model and goal.

If possible, Jameson wished that one day he could be like Asher…

No, no, no, even being one-tenth as outstanding as Asher would be enough.

Basking in everyone's positive and appreciative gazes, Asher simply smiled, undisturbed by honor or disgrace.

"But… he should only be an assistant, right? So this matter involves Professor Jester?" Chase, having regained his senses, seemed to have thought of something and asked uncertainly.

Jasmine glanced at him and nodded. "That should be the case. However, the one who filed the official report wasn't Professor Jester."

"Don't worry, our supervisory team isn't blind to the truth."

"Zed is his assistant. Even if the official accuser wasn't Professor Jester, he still has to take responsibility for Zed's actions."

Letting a subordinate take the fall?

Did they really think the supervisory team was that easy to fool?

"You don't need to worry. We will give you a reasonable explanation," Jasmine reassured Asher, afraid that he might feel wronged.

Asher chuckled. "Alright, I trust the supervisory team's reputation."

"After all, if it were anyone else who got accused for this reason, wouldn't it be difficult for them to prove their innocence?"

"Once trapped in an endless investigation, even if they were ultimately proven innocent, their entire research progress would be affected."

"To be honest, my mood has been affected, even if just a little." Asher used the gentlest tone, gesturing softly, yet the words he spoke were not so gentle: "Fortunately, the evolution research of Bean Flower and Dream Soul Spirit has been completed. Otherwise, it would have delayed the experiment's progress."

Jasmine's expression became solemn once again.

That's right!

This matter must be handled properly!

Adding to that, Asher had developed the evolution route of the Holy Light Sunflower, a Beast with special significance... the nature of the entire situation had escalated by several levels.

What?

The target was researchers Chase and Sarah?

Just ask if they believe that.

High-level competition often employs the simplest forms of attack.

If Asher's research on Bean Flower and Dream Soul Spirit had truly been affected... Jasmine recalled the moves and innate skills of Holy Light Sunflower recorded in the documents and decided that once she returned, she would definitely raise the level of punishment for those people by another notch.

Trying to use the inspection team as a weapon?

They should first consider whether they can withstand the recoil of that weapon.

Asher had easily resolved an opponent he had never met before and barely knew anything about.

"So, that's it for this matter?" Asher looked at Jasmine and asked.

"En." Jasmine pressed her lips together: "After I return, I will report the full situation to the higher-ups. The whistleblower will not escape the punishment they deserve, and the compensation owed to you will not be lacking. Do you have any needs? I can help you apply for them."

As an inspector, Jasmine did not feel that following protocol was wrong.

Her inspection and questioning of Asher were all within her professional scope.

But from an ordinary person's perspective, knowing the full context of Desmond and Zed's report against Asher—how it was all due to vile scheming, and how Asher was merely a victim of unwarranted disaster—

Jasmine couldn't help but lean toward Asher, both emotionally and psychologically.

The compensation owed must not be lacking.

Anything extra she could apply for on Asher's behalf, she must apply for.

...A research grant of one million. Just thinking about this, Jasmine gave President Robb a subtle and complicated look.

Good thing it was Asher—who actually took that one million and successfully researched the Holy Light Sunflower.

If it had been anyone else, even if they had full confidence in their research project, being given only a single million by the higher-ups would have caused an uproar.

Not only would it have been an unpleasant conflict, but whether or not they could actually produce results would be another issue altogether.

"Ample, additional, long-term fixed research funding and the authority to mobilize high-grade rare resources—these are all possible." As if worried that Asher might feel embarrassed to ask, Jasmine took the initiative to explain: "Oh right, your researcher level also needs an upgrade. A Level 5 Researcher is still too restrictive and doesn't match your achievements."

From Jasmine's perspective, Level 5 was truly too low. Many Level 4 Researchers couldn't compare to Asher's accomplishments. A Level 3 Researcher would barely be a match for his abilities.

She would see if she could apply for an exceptional promotion once she returned.

Since she wasn't entirely sure yet, Jasmine did not openly state her plan.

"All of that is actually fine for me... After all, compared to my needs as a researcher, I'd much rather become a strong Beast Tamer." Asher rubbed his chin, just short of outright saying—couldn't he get some compensation in his Beast Tamer identity instead?

Jasmine: "..."

Desmond: "..."

The other four researchers and Jameson: "..."

Excellent.

Other than President Robb—who had long known about Asher's ambitious goals—everyone else was completely shocked by Asher's words.

Wait, what?

You say you want to be what?

A Beast Tamer?

Are you sure you didn't misspeak?

"I didn't misspeak. A Beast Tamer." Asher shook his head, smiling as he displayed the Little Raven and Cat-Worm in his arms: "My two pet beasts, both well-trained."

Little Raven: =v=

Cat-Worm: =w=

The two little creatures wore blissful expressions, snuggling obediently in Asher's arms, thoroughly enjoying the petting.

Obedient.

Adorable.

Yet, the aura they exuded was not to be underestimated.

Especially Little Raven.

Its golden-red eyes stared at them seriously, emitting an incredibly sharp, blade-like sting—so piercing it was almost painful.

This was a phenomenon that only appeared in Beasts with overwhelming and formidable auras.

Because of this, Jasmine absolutely would not underestimate this pet beast, which appeared to enjoy acting spoiled in Asher's arms.

As for Cat-Worm...

Its aura might not be as intense, but Jasmine hadn't forgotten how it had completely outplayed Felix just moments ago. The guy was still lying in bed, unconscious.

Jasmine suddenly found herself believing Asher's words—he was genuinely striving toward becoming an outstanding Beast Tamer.

...It was just that, while part of her felt exasperated, she also felt a sense of regret.

Clearly, he had such an incredible talent for researching pet evolution—why was he so determined to become a powerful Beast Tamer instead?

While Jasmine merely pondered this internally, Desmond couldn't help but voice his frustration.

"Young man, I understand that most who awaken a Beast Tamer talent dream of becoming powerful Beast Tamers, but your situation is different."

"You have such a gift for researching pet evolution—you can't waste it." Desmond couldn't bear to see someone with the potential to become a national-level expert in pet evolution "fall from grace" due to reckless ambition.

So what if Asher was a pet professor in NY City?

Since President Robb wouldn't say it, he had to: "Being distracted and neglecting your proper field is unacceptable. You should be focusing more on—"

Before Desmond could finish his heartfelt advice, Asher cut him off.

"Neglecting my field? Not really."

"I'm training my pet beasts while also continuing my research on Beasts." Asher revealed Little Raven: "Oriental Peacock—new evolution route. High replication difficulty."

"Cat-Worm —newly developed beast species. Currently researching its evolution route."

Asher then pointed to the Holy Light Sunflower not far away:"Latest research project—already successful."

Then, Asher was about to continue counting with his fingers—Honeybug, Little Fire Fox, Rabbit Dog, Noise Flower... Not a small number, definitely not a small number.

As Asher listed them out, everyone realized just how many new pet evolution routes he had developed or how many breakthroughs he had helped other professors achieve—all while "neglecting his field."

Just counting the ones he had personally discovered—there were already three.

Honeybug, Oriental Peacock, Bean Flower and Dream Soul Spirit...

And yet—

It had only been a year since Asher became a professor in pet evolution research?

"Professor Asher's situation... might be what they call 'Heaven personally feeding someone with a silver spoon'?" Researcher Micheal muttered: "Absolutely terrifying..."

Everyone else couldn't help but nod furiously in agreement.

Absolutely terrifying—

This wasn't just Heaven feeding someone—it was force-feeding him with a spoon, all while sighing, "Why won't you eat more? Just open your mouth. The food is right here! You little ancestor!"

Others: "..."

Once again, they witnessed Heaven's favoritism.

Even Jasmine and Desmond—who were the most qualified to reprimand Asher—remained silent.

"Let him be." President Robb chuckled: "Young people always have dreams. Let him be happy. Besides, Asher genuinely has talent as a Beast Tamer. We shouldn't crush his dreams."

President Robb had heard about Asher's strength.

The title of the Newcomer Training Ground's Great Demon King was not given for nothing.

Besides.

Asher hadn't delayed his research on pet evolution, so why should he be the bad guy?

President Robb had already figured it out.

As long as Asher was happy, that was enough.

"I… I'll try to fight for it for you." Jasmine's expression did not change at all, but as soon as she spoke, her shock could still be heard: "But if that's the case, your researcher rank..." might not be able to get a leapfrog promotion.

Asher waved his hand: "I can accept that."

It all depended on how much sincerity the Inspector Group could show.

Jasmine nodded.

How seriously she took this matter when she came, was how dazed her expression was when she left.

How did this situation unfold in such a bizarre and unfathomable way?

Even so, when Jasmine left, she did not forget to take Desmond and Felix, who was still lying on the bed unconscious.

———

The Inspector Group's compensation for Asher came quickly.

"Hahaha!" President Robb laughed so hard his mouth could barely close, happily pouring tea for Asher, who was sitting across from him: "That bastard Desmond really took a big fall this time!"

"For the next three years, one-third of Bluestone City's research funding will be allocated to our NY City, and then, from being the president, he has been demoted to vice president, a demotion for further observation." As President Robb spoke, he laughed again.

"Then who became the president of Bluestone City's Beast Tamer Alliance?" Asher picked up the tea on the table, took a light sip. The taste was slightly bitter, with a faintly sweet aftertaste.

Asher couldn't really distinguish if it was good or bad—so long as it was drinkable.

He had expected some punishment, but he hadn't thought it would be this severe.

"There is no president." President Robb, seeing Asher's expression, smiled and said, "Putting aside the matter of the false report… actually, Desmond did a decent job in other areas. This time, he was just too reckless and got carried away. Demoting him is to make him sober up and realize his mistake."

"Of course, wanting to be reinstated isn't going to be easy either."

Unless he achieved some major accomplishment or merit, otherwise, he would have to stay in that vice president position for at least ten or eight years before having a chance to return to the president's seat.

The moment the Inspector Group made a move, it was clear whether they were serious or not.

"That guy named Felix is even more unlucky. Compared to Desmond, he's the real troublemaker." President Robb took another sip of tea and continued speaking to Asher: "Doing something like this out of jealousy and even slandering a highly accomplished pet evolution professor—the nature of this incident is extremely vile."

"Originally, he was supposed to graduate this year, and I think he was even an outstanding graduate? I heard he planned to apply for a higher Beast Tamer academy next year—none of that is happening now."

No graduation certificate.

No eligibility to apply for any national or alliance-related official positions.

His file would also record the details of Felix's misconduct, and there would be a public announcement on the alliance's official website.

It was practically cutting off all his future prospects.

And then, he would serve three years in a Beast Tamer-specific prison—time to eat prison food and make handicrafts.

Asher couldn't help but marvel at how ruthless the alliance was in such matters.

President Robb snorted: "If we weren't ruthless, it wouldn't work."

"The existence of the reporting channel was never meant to be a tool for personal grievances. Reporting someone purely out of dislike and jealousy?"

"Do they really think the Inspection and Supervision teams have nothing better to do all day than help them deal with their personal enemies?"

Wishful thinking!

Only by making the punishment for false reports severe enough would such blackmail tactics disappear.

Asher nodded.

"What about those two?" Asher couldn't quite remember their names.

But President Robb understood what he meant: "You mean the professors who accused you of using illegal means to steal others' research results? Zed and Jester."

Seemed like those were their names.

Since he had never interacted with them, Asher had trouble remembering.

"Don't worry, they won't get away with it either." President Robb chuckled: "With the punishment for Desmond and Felix being so harsh, those two won't be much better off."

"Their pet evolution professor titles have been completely revoked, and they've been sent to do prison labor too."

"Even after they get out, they won't be allowed to work in any profession related to pet evolution again." President Robb gestured reassuringly to Asher: "No need to worry about them seeking revenge—the Inspector Group knows how to handle these things."

After finishing the account of these people suffering the consequences of their own actions, President Robb's expression became cheerful again.

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