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n“What? Bigger? Smaller?”

nGroggy from sleep, Jiang He only found a sheet of whiteness when he glanced at the video, barking, “Are you mental, Mu Wanqiu? What time is it, and you’re still not letting me sleep?”

nHe hung up.

nAnd promptly blacklisted her!

nAfter that, he returned to dreamland, and slept until he awoke naturally, washed up and wobbled downstairs.

nSora was standing by the stairs waiting, curtseying as she said with her coquettish voice, “Lunch is ready, Master.”

nShe pulled out a chair when Jiang He reached the table, and only then did she serve the steaming dishes. It was still rice, eggplant over meat, coleslaw cucumber over carrot shreds, but there was also corn porridge today.

nJiang He had his fill.

nThen, just as he put his chopsticks aside, Sora quickly walked up and cleaned his mouth with an expensive-looking handkerchief.

nThere was enjoyment all over Jiang He’s face, and he was sighing inwardly!

nThere was little wonder why the rich would hire a maid. So, the feeling of enjoyment was this pleasant… Did his meals even have such variety before?

nA single pot of cooked rice would last him three days.

nAnd he had to crunch down on cucumbers in every meal…

nHe was on the verge of vomiting, and most importantly, he had to clean the dishes afterwards.

n“There aren’t that many ingredients. I’ll take you to the city at night and buy some… I’ll get some crop seeds too, so we could plant them. We get to feast right after the harvest, not to mention it’s green and doesn’t pollute the environment.”

n“Yes, Master.”

nSora stood tamely at a corner.

nBut as Jiang He looked at her, he suddenly remembered something.

n“By the way, who was it that prank called me last night?”

n“Mu Wanqiu?”

n“She said something… was smaller?”

nRubbing his temples, Jiang He seemingly understanding what that white stuff was.

nBut why would she call him because she was smaller?

nAn idea struck him then, and Jiang He exclaimed in surprise, “It couldn’t be the eggplant, could it?”

n“Easing swells… Those things count as swells?”

nCold sweat promptly broke out over Jiang He’s body. He quickly took of his pants for a look, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, saying, “Luckily, it’s not smaller… Moreover, this isn’t a swell, is it?”

n‘My junk is born huge. How is that a swell?’

nJiang He glanced at Sora then.

nShe was staring at him in shock, her eyes almost bulging.

nPutting on his pants back on with composure, Jiang He said, “Alright, stop looking. Go wash the dishes.”

n“Yes, Master.”

nSora came to her senses then, and fled to the kitchen.

nShock appeared all over Jiang He’s face… wasn’t that reaction too intelligent? It did not feel like she was planted at all, and it was as if she was no different from a real person.

nJiang He went to sit on the couch afterwards, putting pen and paper on the coffee table as he started to think about how he could develop a beast-taming method.

nHe had nowhere to start even after thinking for half a day.

nThat stuff was too difficult to make up, unlike the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms or Dragon-Elephant Prajna, which he could mnemonic chant online to fabricate with…

n“Hold on.”

n“Online? Fabricate?”

nJiang He’s eyes twinkled as he whipped out his phone and turned on the browser, typing in How to tame your Feral and searched it. However, there was not much information on that subject, and after browsing for a long time, Jiang He only found one unreliable article titled Four Rules of Beast Taming.

nFirst Rule: Reward the pet if it did something you hoped for. Pretend you did not see it if the animal did something you don’t want.

nJiang He raised his pen, mused to himself for a moment before revamping it!

n“Reward the Feral if it did something you hoped for. Beat it until it’s almost dead if it did something you don’t want!”

nJiang He nodded in satisfaction after he repeated the first rule of beast taming he revamped three times.

nAfter all…

nUnlike animals, Ferals were as powerful as they were dangerous. Are you really supposed to act as if you saw nothing if it made a mistake? Would that not be allowing a decay of discipline?

n“As the saying goes, good boys are only born under the stick. It’s the same for taming Ferals—we have to beat them up like they’re our own children, and only then would they listen.”

nJiang He turned towards the second rule then.

nBy following the principle of exclusion, you could train your pet to something else when it is reluctant to do something you desire. If the principle of exclusion applies to both matters, your objective is achieved.

nJiang He stared at the second rule for a long time, before realizing…

n“I have no idea. What even is that principle of exclusion? It seems revamp is the only way!”

nLifting his pen, Jiang He mused to himself for a bit before writing, When the Feral you’re training does not do what you want, beat it until it does. With that, your objective is achieved.

nThen, he saw that the third rule of beast taming was It’s never the animal’s fault.

nHeh.

nJiang He thought that the rule was utter nonsense.

nHe wrote It’s always the Feral’s fault instead.

nThe fourth rule of beast-taming was: Even the best beast-tamers could never change animal instincts. As the saying goes, you can’t teach a cat to dive.

n???

nJiang He snorted.

nNot changing the animal’s instincts? How is that called beast taming?

nHe felt his inspiration coming like a surging spring then, and wrote: It is only by changing the Feral’s instincts that you’re considered a beast tamer, such as making cats dive, teaching sows to climb trees, having tigers eat grass and stopping dogs from eating poo.

nAfter he was finished, Jiang He noticed after some thought that those four rules were only suitable for tamed Ferals… which only made them more obedient.

nOne should know that 99% of all Ferals were lethal.

nSo how are you supposed to deal with Ferals that want you dead once you encountered them?

nThere was something online that mention the use of lures…

nAnd then there was ‘eagle toil’ that was used for birds.

nJiang He disapproved of those measures. It was just taming Ferals—why go through so much trouble?

nLighting himself a cigarette as he thought about the matter, Jiang He soon had a idea and wrote: Attack any Feral that you want to tame once you encounter them until they were half-dead and compliant.

nSlamming his pen on the table, Jiang He nodded in satisfaction after reading through his ‘beast-taming method’, chuckling, “Not bad, not bad. I think this beast-taming method would work.”

n“Right… now that I have the manual, surely it can’t go without a name?”

nStill, the naming was easy since the simpler it was, the better it was.

nAfter some thought, he wrote Physical Beat-Taming Method on top of the paper.

nManual in hand, Jiang He arrived at the yard.

nWith just a look, Dumbo promptly said with its Xibei-Sichuan accent, “Wait a bit, Master. I’ll get digging.”

nPicking up a shovel, it made a hole in just several strokes.

nJiang He was about to plant the beast-taming manual when he suddenly realized, “Hold on… I’ve used up both chances to plant cultivation manuals after my farm improved to level three.”

nAfter some thought, Jiang He put away his ‘physical beast-taming manual’, thinking, ‘It’s not a problem whether I plant it since it’s an average beast-taming style and not a cultivation manual. Would I be unable to cultivate it when I developed it?’

nMoreover, cultivating this manual was simple: He just had to find a bunch of Ferals and test it on them one after another.

nEven if he weaker in talent, he would definitely succeed after he beat up five hundred Ferals!

nJiang He’s phone started ringing then.

nIt was Mu Wanqiu.

nAnswering her call, Jiang He chuckled in surprise, “Why are you calling, Mu Wanqiu? Don’t you always contact me on WeChat?”

nMu Wanqiu clenched her teeth on the other side of the call!

nWeChat?!

nAre you doing this on purpose?!

nHow am I supposed to contact you on WeChat after you blacklisted me?!

nShe took a deep breath, holding back her rage as she said, “Jiang He, I’ve worked overnight to check through the information about Ferals spotted around the Western Xia province. It seems that a martial artist had seen a black panther at Mount Helan, and it could be a rank-seven Feral.”

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