Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 687

Chapter 687: Chapter 687 - Taming the Fifth Year - Cheating

"Well... Silky webs for cloth... Cloth made from the Greater Giant Weavers," Ren observed the reactions carefully, watching understanding dawn across different faces. "Specifically, cloth from those ten years old or more. The kind that’s lost its stickiness."

"That’s..." one of the new members whistled low. "That’s import material... Expensive, very expensive."

"The most expensive cloth on the market," another confirmed with the certainty of someone who’d seen the price tags, perhaps while accompanying his mom on shopping expeditions. "It’s used for the most luxurious dresses. Noble women pay fortunes for it because it adapts perfectly to all the bright paraphernalia they love to wear."

The material was legendary among crafters and merchants. Light and stronger than most leather from the same rank, with a natural shimmer that made crystals appear even more spectacular. It was the foundation of high fashion, the canvas upon which wealth displayed itself most ostentatiously.

"Exactly," Ren nodded, pleased that his team understood the value of what they’d be gathering. "I’ll take the group through the weaver’s forests and ecosystems, from Iron all the way to Silver 3."

A comprehensive tour through increasingly dangerous territory. The ones in Silver 3 produced the most prized material but required careful navigation and timing.

"That sounds dangerous," Klein observed, his voice sounding a bit concerned.. "Weaver territories are difficult to navigate. The webs, the nests, the colonies..."

"They are if you don’t know how to deal with them," Ren looked at him directly, meeting his eyes with the confidence of someone who’d learned the secrets of these ecosystems through his fungal network years ago. "But they’re also perfect for leaving behind anyone who wants to follow us. Anyone who wants to make our lives impossible."

The meaning was clear to everyone listening.

The additional watchers assigned to observe them. The observers from noble factions who’d report every action, every decision, looking for any excuse to claim impropriety or cheating. Anyone who thought to sabotage or hinder their gathering through interference, battle for the ebay places or "accidents" that couldn’t quite be proven intentional.

Weaver forests were three-dimensional labyrinths of web and traps, vertical spaces where up and down mattered as much as forward and back.

Following someone who knew the path was already difficult, requiring constant attention to hand and foot placement. Following someone while trying not to get caught in giant spider webs, while avoiding territorial weavers who didn’t appreciate intruders, while maintaining surveillance that looked casual rather than obvious...

That was almost impossible.

"Then it’s decided," Ren declared with finality that invited no further debate. "Prepare for difficult terrain. Bring clothing without attachments that can get stuck easily. And..." he looked at each team member in turn, making sure they understood the importance of what he was about to say, "come with the attitude to listen to instructions so you don’t slow down the group."

Nobody objected to the implicit command structure being established.

They’d voted him leader. Now they’d have to trust his leadership even when it took them places they’d never imagined going. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

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The next day, at the starting point where all teams gathered in organized chaos of final preparations, Ren officially met the watcher assigned to his group.

And he knew immediately that this would be a problem.

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