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In the World of Beast Tamers, I Tamed a Wild Grass

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I thought transmigrating into a fantasy world meant I’d get cheats—some overpowered ability, a god-tier beast, maybe a mysterious master. Turns out, I got none of that. No golden finger, no super physique. Just the weak, sickly body of a so-called “trash.” In a world where beast tamers rise to power by bonding with fearsome creatures, I can’t even tame a house cat. But then… What is this stalk of grass doing in my sea of consciousness? Wait. Don’t tell me… I tamed a wild grass?!
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