Beast Control: the First Summoner in the Ancient World

The way to control beasts, thousands of races compete. The day I transformed into the weakest beast master in the ancient continent, I picked up a slime. Others contracted the cubs of mythical beasts and ancient relics, and all I had was a puddle of soft green slime. The whole village said I was useless. Until the night when the earth dragon turned over, the palm-sized slime suddenly expanded into a mountain and swallowed the rampaging beast in one mouthful. Wherever the mucus dripped, vegetation grew wildly and spiritual energy revived. I held it in its small ball shape and looked at the divine beast kneeling on the ground in front of me: "Everyone... Get in line?" Later, there was a saying that spread throughout the ancient world - He who can gain clouds and crops will gain the world. And I was sitting on the top of the beasts, poking the little soft ball in my arms: "Don't worry, come one by one."