Beast Taming: Starting from Transmigration and Starting with a Cheat Code

"Little Fatty, putting aside whether there's a problem with this distribution plan, if you keep eating like this, the Crystal Spirit Carp will die out..."

"Hmm, the turtles did leave behind some fish fry, and they even used a black tortoise for protection, so they won't easily die!"

Little Fatty used a tone that suggested the turtle was smart and praised it, as he explained the details to Qin Ming.

Calculating that Little Fatty had acquired 7 Glazed Spirit Carp worth 210 points today, regardless of his initial intentions, he was a great contributor in terms of results, so Qin Ming didn't say anything more to spoil the mood.

"Alright, let's go find Chef Liu who cooks three meals a day..."

Wait, your control panel!?

Qin Ming had only wanted to check on Xiao Pang's condition, but he stared at Xiao Pang's panel in disbelief.

The shimmering words seemed to dance, each one carrying extraordinary meaning.

[Name]: Mustard Seed Black Tortoise

[Skills]: Void Escape (Proficient); Mustard Seed Space (Proficient → Master); Mystic Armor Return to Treasure (Proficient); Mystic Turtle Protection (Perfect)

[Evaluation]: Having absorbed the ultimate water-based power and taken in unique aquatic creatures, the vast water area within its body will undergo a tremendous transformation, serving as an anchor point...

A miniature water vein has formed within the space, and the water ecological cycle has been initially established...

"You've gained weight, do you feel anything different about it?"

"Especially the internal space!"

Qin Ming suppressed his excitement and asked as calmly as possible.

Little Fatty tilted his head, carefully sensing the situation. "The turtle's belly feels cold now, probably because it just filled up with too much icy water from the cold pool... As for inside the space, wow, this Glazed Spirit Carp is incredibly powerful, it even has the guts to eat shrimp!!"

After a flurry of excited gestures, "Alright, the turtle separated them. The shrimp is thanking the turtle, the fish is a little unhappy and is even saying bad things about the turtle, but it's not a big deal... Boss, what did you just ask?"

Qin Ming gasped. Mind control, understanding all living beings... Little Fatty's control over the space within his body has reached this level?

Seeing that the eldest brother remained silent, the little fat man racked his brains and managed to recall it.

"Oh, the water seems to be circulating again, and the rainwater is mixed with spiritual energy. Now the turtle doesn't have to worry about not being able to raise the Crystal Spirit Carp! That's great!"

"Boss, it seems like seaweed has sprouted in the space!"

"Oh dear, a little shrimp has molted! A burst of spiritual energy is rushing towards it!"

"A cool sensation, wandering through the patterns on the turtle's carapace again..."

Spiritual rain spontaneously generated, the evolution and transformation of ordinary plants and animals, energy feedback... Every word Xiaopang uttered made Qin Ming's heart pound.

"Boss, why are you still looking at the turtles...? The prawns are all safe, and the Crystal Carp is doing well, so when are we going to eat?"

Qin Ming: ...

Even the greatest joy and excitement in my heart was brought back to reality by Little Fatty's words.

No matter how big the surprise, it couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food in Little Fatty's heart.

It's still that familiar chubby boy; for him, nothing is more important than eating.

As a result, its claws have become sharper, its teeth are better, its speed is faster, its space has increased, and its internal environment has become more habitable...

Their cultivation methods are unique; they're always scheming to make their next meal even better...

Eat up, eat up. Turtles live for food, what's wrong with that?

Qin Ming rode down the mountain in the chubby chauffeur whose speed not only didn't decrease but actually increased, swaying left and right, making for an extremely rapid descent.

On this joyful journey home, Qin Ming inexplicably noticed that the people around him were in a hurry and had solemn expressions.

A somber atmosphere permeated the academy, and a bad premonition arose.

The next second, his phone screen suddenly lit up with a blinding red light, and a piercing alarm ripped through the silence.

Qin Ming's heart sank. He swiped the screen, and the information that popped up made his blood almost freeze—a major spiritual disaster warning for Siyuan City and surrounding areas, high risk!

"Impossible..." Qin Ming muttered to himself, his face turning deathly pale.

He took a deep breath, his fingertips coldly finding Zheng Wenjie's number, dialing it quickly, and pressing the phone tightly to his ear as if it were his only lifeline.

The moment the call connected, his voice trembled without him even realizing it: "Senior brother! What's the situation with the disaster in Siyuan City? How serious is it?"

On the other end of the phone, Zheng Wenjie's voice had lost its usual cheerfulness, becoming unusually heavy, even carrying a hint of undisguised fatigue and hoarseness.

"Hey... Qin Ming? You know? The situation... isn't good."

"A high-level poison-type magical beast passed through, and the association immediately dispatched experts to intercept it. The battle was won."

"But during the process... a large amount of the monster's poisonous power leaked out, polluting the Qinglan River, the main water source flowing through Siyuan City..."

He paused, his voice growing even lower: "The river water was polluted by a deadly poison, which directly caused the aquatic spirit beasts to riot, and several towns along the river have experienced sizable beast tides!"

The association and several pubs have deployed personnel to fight off the beast tide, and the pressure on the front lines is considerable!

But the most pressing issue now is... the water source has been polluted, posing a major problem for the safety of drinking water in the entire region.

"The purification process is lagging behind, logistical support is insufficient, and many civilians and low-level spirit masters have already shown signs of poisoning..."

Every word felt like a heavy hammer blow to Qin Ming's heart.

He could almost see the dark, poisonous fog spreading across the river, the familiar streets being battered by ferocious spirit beasts, and the terrified faces of his classmates whom he had only recently parted ways with…

He was struck dumb, his body swayed, and he instinctively reached out to hold onto the wall next to him to steady himself. His knuckles, gripping the phone, were white from the excessive force, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

"I want to go back!" The words almost blurted out, filled with unwavering resolve and barely suppressed panic. "I must go back!"

"No! Qin Ming, calm down!"

Zheng Wenjie tried to dissuade them, saying, "This rescue is different from the past. The school has issued a mandatory mobilization order. The mission requirements are very high, explicitly requiring Spirit Masters of level 30 or above with at least a third-year university experience as the main force!"

"Your level isn't high enough right now, it's too dangerous for you! Don't worry too much, trust the association and your senior brothers and sisters, we'll do everything we can!"

"My strength is far beyond what's shown on paper!"

Qin Ming argued, "That's my home! My alma mater, my friends are all there! Senior, how can you expect me to stay calm? How can I possibly stand idly by?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Zheng Wenjie's heavy and helpless sigh.

"...I understand how you feel, but rules are rules, and I have no right to make this precedent for you... This concerns the order and safety of the entire rescue operation."

"You...you might try to get an emergency permit from the academy's teachers...but Qin Ming," his tone became extremely serious, "your senior brother would prefer you to protect yourself first! Don't act impulsively!"

"I understand, thank you, I will!"

Qin Ming took a deep breath, his voice low, and hung up the phone.