Unscientific Beast Taming Chapter 1958: Changing History

Previously on Unscientific Beast Taming...
Shi Yu, feeling uneasy about contracting the universe despite his preparations, revisits Ping Cheng and the Ancient Capital, noting changes like Chen Kai's rise to president and Senior Panda's pursuits on World King Planet. He meets Principal Feng, who senses his tension, and playfully challenges the gem cat to reach cosmic level for a bet with the Empress. Over the following month, Shi Yu bids farewell to acquaintances across Blue Planet and beyond, instructing his pets to support him externally during the perilous process of resonating and fusing his Beast Taming Space with the universe's spacetime.

Milky Way!

Outside the Little Zi Star!

The day Shi Yu chose to form a contract with the universe arrived without any farewells from others, save for his loyal pets.

Yet, as his pets observed him intently, he drew in a profound breath and shut his eyes tightly.

“Body, heart, will…”

With Chi Tong already secured within the Beast Taming Space, the remaining pets stood vigil nearby.

Suddenly, ripples of space-time emanated from Shi Yu’s form, causing his silhouette to fade away gradually. The pets understood this marked the initial phase where Shi Yu integrated his essence into the will of the Beast Taming Space, reshaping all existence.

Upon ascending to the ultimate cosmic will, it would initially manifest as the will governing the miniature universe housed in his Beast Taming Space.

This step alone would grant him the right to forge a pact with the vast cosmos.

To call it a mere contract felt understated; it resembled a bold counterstrike against the dominant force!

Seize control and supplant it entirely!

“Wuu!!” Even as Shi Yu vanished from sight, the pets sensed his lingering voice, his persistent presence, and maintained their telepathic link with him.

But gradually…

As moments ticked by, with Shi Yu striving to harmonize the Beast Taming Space and merge it with the fabric of universal space and time, he plunged into the grueling core of the ordeal. In this phase, he lacked the surplus focus to converse with his external companions.

Even basic contemplation strained him immensely.

For he had to confront the universe itself. Whether the cosmic will mounted a fierce opposition remained uncertain to him…

The annals of cosmic rebirths prior to these 11 epochs shrouded in mystery, as did the number of past universe bearers.

These guardians might have arisen from an unquenchable thirst for ultimate authority, or perhaps to shield themselves, kin, and allies from the compulsory mantle of universe mastery following each cataclysmic reset and demise.

Their inner drives and unyielding passions during the contracting ritual stayed veiled, yet Shi Yu stood poised to pioneer an assault on the cosmic will using sheer rhetoric.

Though his awareness dimmed, Shi Yu’s eloquent words persisted unabated.

“Little Universe, cease your defiance. Bond with me.”

“I assure you, a mere 10 billion years. Simply endure without opposition, and at the end, I’ll withdraw myself.”

“Regard me as an ally. Witness if the prior era’s sentinel beast yearns to annihilate you, or if I’ve been your true savior!”

“Endless reboots serve no purpose…”

As though driven by pure reflex, Shi Yu’s utterances poured forth uniquely, prattling endlessly toward the universe, conscious or otherwise.

In truth, upon realizing that even as the universe’s proprietor, the cosmic will endured undestroyed and unyielding, Shi Yu forged a fresh ambition.

After all, this cosmos currently yielded to another’s claim. His aim was simply to claim the role of universe master temporarily, securing epochs for growth.

Having witnessed Buggy’s Dream Genesis, Shi Yu pondered the possibility of chasing even loftier heights.

Such as birthing an authentic universe through his own efforts.

By then, retaining stewardship over this one held little sway; relinquishing authority back to its primordial state would suffice.

“Mi…” Chi Tong’s mind fogged in tandem with Shi Yu’s. As the Beast Taming Space intertwined and blended with cosmic realms, the pressure bore down far more intensely on the inner Chi Tong than on Eleven and the rest beyond.

In the outer expanse.

As Shi Yu embarked on his universe contract, his pets exchanged glances and nods before dispersing.

Unfettered by their Beast Tamer’s presence, the boundless universe became their vast arena.

Nevertheless, a singular purpose united them all.

To aid Shi Yu.

Those not yet at cosmic level resolved to train rigorously, cultivate diligently, and ascend to cosmic stature independently.

Meanwhile, the cosmic-level achievers schemed to amass wealth and resources, channeling them back to bolster Shi Yu.

“Wuu…” Eleven cracked its knuckles and departed. Its intent was to echo Cypos’s legendary journey, forging itself into the universe’s unchallenged might without Beast Tamer reliance, emerging as the novel cosmic sovereign. It envisioned assembling the galaxy’s wealthiest Milky Way Army, birthing an indomitable warrior lineage, the Iron-eating Beast Race, to conquer cosmic frontiers and harvest riches on its behalf!

“Yi. (It’s time.)” Baby Ginseng also set off. Its strategy involved propagating the Great Dao further, harnessing the vital energies from supplement races across the cosmos to empower itself, sustain Shi Yu, and shatter into cosmic level.

Each pet pursued its distinct aspiration.

Soon enough, Milky Way luminaries spotted Shi Yu’s diverse pets surging into action solo throughout the universe.

This revelation led Blue Planet’s Will and fellow entities to deduce that Shi Yu had indeed commenced his universe contract.

Shi Yu’s universe contract initiation remained a secret held by his pets at first. Soon after, witnessing the pets’ independent exploits, Shi Yu’s close allies inferred the truth sequentially.

Yet, the initial cosmic will backlash truly alerted many to the anomaly.

Within Overlord Planet, the dormant cosmic overlord abruptly snapped its eyes open and let out a disdainful huff.

“It has begun?”

“Begone, cease meddling with me.”

It grumbled inwardly, the exact target of its ire unclear.

In the Worm Mother Nest.

Empowered by Buggy’s bloodline infusion, the Worm Queen, secluded in pursuit of elevated transcendence, jolted her eyes wide.

“Could this signal the universe’s inaugural defense protocol?”

Cosmic emperors promptly detected the cosmic will’s purge of Shi Yu’s existential imprints.

The onset manifested in recollections.

Across the cosmos, the remembrances of every sentient being concerning Shi Yu ebbed away subtly.

Diverging from Shi Yu’s prior contract with the Empress—where his pets alone faded and outsiders stayed intact—this instance spared the bonded pets any alteration, while non-linked outsiders endured profound cosmic will disruptions.

Nonetheless, cosmic emperors repelled such meddling with ease. Erasing their memories demanded far greater force from the cosmic will.

For those beneath cosmic emperor rank, however, the assault proved harrowing.

From fledgling Blue Planet Beast Tamers idolizing Shi Yu to pinnacle super divines like the gem cat, a collective haze of bewilderment settled. An nagging void persisted, as if vital knowledge had slipped away irretrievably.

Space and time underwent realignment. Segments of Shi Yu-forged history, along with archival tomes and cinematic records, twisted and vanished.

Against Shi Yu’s bid for dominion, the cosmic will sought to obliterate him from the foundational tapestry.

Ere long, the universe collectively erased Shi Yu’s name, his pets, and their shared saga.

Thus dawned the 11th era’s paramount historical fracture, an enigmatic erasure of legacies unmatched.

Shi Yu had foreseen such turbulence, drawing from precedents like the God of Destruction’s proprietor and continental denizens who braved similar universal rebuffs in conquest attempts.

The prelude: utter oblivion imposed by the cosmos.

But could true erasure ever take hold?

The cosmic will faltered against cosmic-level memories, affording Shi Yu exploitable loopholes.

Strangers’ recollections held no sway over Shi Yu. Two decades prior, he might have craved acclaim fervently, but after eons as a cosmic pinnacle, such vanities dissolved.

Only bonds with cherished allies demanded preservation.

And safeguarding them proved straightforward.

At the Milky Way Archeological Association’s core, President Lu Qingyi lingered in the gazebo, her stare lost in the starlit void, a perplexing emptiness gnawing at her. Something crucial eluded her grasp, yet recall defied her.

“Ning.”

Yet then, a starry-hued slime parted a space portal and materialized before her.

“You are…” Lu Qingyi eyed Susu, her very memories of it purged. Her entire cosmic narrative had reshaped, excising Shi Yu’s footprint.

“Ning.” Susu proffered a pendant resembling a distilled memory droplet.

Lu Qingyi paused in astonishment, accepting the token. Instantly, Shi Yu’s chronicle flooded back—from the fractured Pingcheng statue in Donghuang, across Blue Planet, and the history-whispering prodigy—fully restored via Susu from inception.

Throughout, Lu Qingyi sweated profusely, breathing raggedly.

“Susu~”

“That’s me!” Susu beamed.

“Does this stem from contracting the universe’s repercussions?”

“Affirmative.”

“Thank goodness you came…” Lu Qingyi exhaled shakily, “My past was overwritten without a hint of awareness.”

“No trouble at all. I’ve got this covered, so rest easy. It’s Shi Yu’s directive to me,” Susu replied. “If you’re stable, I’ll assist the others.”

“Hold on, what of his progress?”

“Unclear,” Susu wagged its head.

“I see…”

Shi Yu forbade Susu from reinstating universal awareness of him wholesale, lest it incite fiercer cosmic backlash. He targeted only select, meaningful recollections for revival.

Unexpectedly, this endeavor stretched interminably, igniting Shi Yu’s inaugural fierce clash with the cosmic will.

“The universe erases me, sapping my vigor.” After an indeterminate span, Shi Yu’s hazy mind sharpened faintly. The external chaos evaded his knowledge, as did the elapsed duration.

His vitality plummeted swiftly, countered by ceaseless influxes of replenishment from afar.

It had to be Eleven, Buggy, Baby Ginseng, and their kin…