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

After his thrilling act of bravery, Qin Ming went to the police station to cooperate with the investigation and give a statement.

The gun is a fake, but the sugar isn't real either...

Qin Ming, who had attracted the attention of several police cars and a large number of public security officers, felt that he might have gotten himself into big trouble, because the golden beads of merit in his mind were flashing, with one appearing every now and then.

"Is this your peach wood sword? I've gotten it back for you!"

A young policeman looked at Qin Ming with gratitude, "And please rest assured that we will reimburse you for any losses incurred due to missing your flight because of your cooperation with our work!"

Holding the peach wood sword, a "magical artifact" he had lost and then found again, Qin Ming had mixed feelings. This whole ordeal had made him miss his original flight, but it seemed to have been more efficient...

"Boss, are we still going to put out the fire?"

Feeling the merit pearls still multiplying on their own, Qin Ming hesitated and began searching for the latest developments in the drought-stricken area.

—A famous singer held a concert in the area, and a sudden downpour relieved the drought.

"...Next time."

Qin Ming silently put away his phone. Could this be the way of nature, where merit comes to one's doorstep?

He didn't forget the hero who made the difference, "Little Fatty, you did a great job this time, keep it up in the future."

"No problem, boss~"

While Qin Ming was distracted, a middle-aged police officer who looked older and more authoritative walked over and patted Qin Ming on the shoulder.

"Comrade Qin Ming! You've done a great service this time, helping us capture a key suspect! The reward is already in the process and will be deposited into your account in a few days. As for the commendation..."

Everything was fine until he heard the words "commendation and commendation," at which point Qin Ming's eyebrows twitched slightly and his lips twitched.

In just a short while, he had already seen videos of the chaotic scene online, with all sorts of strange and outrageous titles that left him, the person involved, feeling confused and ashamed.

It's better not to reveal this accurate and reliable surname clue... Qin Ming swallowed nervously.

The officer lowered his voice, full of apology, "Because this case may involve a wider network of criminals, and some criminals are still at large, for the sake of protecting you and the investigation, we will not be issuing a public commendation for you at this time. We hope you can understand."

"Okay, okay! I understand! I completely understand!"

Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief and felt at ease.

"Any leads on the suspects who haven't been caught yet? Perhaps... I can help?" Qin Ming volunteered, since the more merit beads he had, the better.

The officer's expression instantly shifted from admiration to astonishment and confusion.

This request might indeed be a bit presumptuous. Qin Ming glanced at the long robe he was still wearing and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He made a hand gesture and explained hesitantly, "Well... I actually... can predict the future? And I have a little knowledge of tracking techniques?"

The officer's expression immediately became even more bizarre. He waved his hand, both amused and exasperated, but his tone remained firm.

"Comrade, we appreciate your kindness! However, investigating cases requires science and evidence; we cannot promote religious superstition! Thank you for your cooperation!"

Then, Qin Ming was very polite but unquestionably "invited" out of the police station.

Standing at the entrance of the police station, with the afternoon breeze blowing, Qin Ming shook his head helplessly.

He found a secluded corner and called out softly, "Little Fatty, can you still feel anything? Cangxuan, Keda, you two come out and help sense and check if there's anything unusual nearby?"

He summoned all three spirit beasts, looked at their miniature forms, and patiently awaited the answer.

Cangxuan's silver-gray wolf ears twitched slightly, and his golden pupils carefully scanned the surrounding forest of reinforced concrete. "Awoo, the vegetation here is too sparse and barren. I'm sorry, Qin Ming, I can't sense any useful information."

Keda flapped its wings, feeling the thin moisture in the air, and shook its head: "Quack~ There's not enough water here, so ducks can't be of much help."

Standing on a street with modern facilities but relatively "barren" natural elements compared to the Lingwu Continent, Qin Ming scratched his head understandingly, realizing that it was indeed a bit difficult for them.

"Hmm~" the chubby boy raised his head high, "The turtle sensed it!"

Qin Ming: "?"

Following Little Fatty's directions in disbelief, Qin Ming wandered through the streets and alleys.

With an excited heart and trembling hands, we stopped at a hidden but bustling private restaurant.

Looking at the huge signboard and the enticing aroma of food wafting out, Qin Ming fell into a long silence.

"The turtle is hungry..." Little Fatty stared intently at Qin Ming, adding, "But boss, you haven't eaten anything since this morning either."

Qin Ming looked up at the setting sun and realized that he had long missed lunchtime. The hunger in his stomach belatedly and overwhelmingly surged up.

"...Alright, you need to be well-fed to have the energy to work."

He sighed, but still stepped into the restaurant that looked like it had a good reputation. He asked for a quiet private room and decided to eat and drink his fill with the spirit beasts first.

Inside the private room, looking at the table full of delicious-looking dishes and the spirit beasts eating without even lifting their heads, Qin Ming felt much more relaxed.

After finishing the biggest fried shrimp, Little Fatty saw that Qin Ming was in a good mood and seemed to have made up his mind. He spoke in his characteristic slow tone, "Boss, Turtle has something to tell you."

This serious opening, reminiscent of a confession, made Qin Ming's heart sink for no apparent reason, and he put down his chopsticks. "What's wrong?"

"Actually..." Little Fatty wiped his mouth with his paw, "Your golden bead, the turtle seems to... have a little bit of it too."

Qin Ming: ?

"It seems like the turtle's space has grown faster since we got that golden bead, and the water inside is even better," Little Fatty continued, slowly dropping the bombshell.

Qin Ming: "??"

"No... wait a minute!" Qin Ming finally realized, "How did you get this? Where did it come from?"

"The tortoise doesn't know how it got here either."

Little Fatty looked like an honest turtle, "It's probably because the turtle raised a lot of protected animals in the sea, constantly farming 'Mystic Turtle Protection' day and night. Over time, it accumulated a lot. Although the gold beads seem to decrease a little bit every time the turtle eats and drinks a lot, it still accumulated quite a lot overall."

Qin Ming fell completely silent, his eyes glazed over, feeling that his understanding of the world and his own spirit beast needed to be reshaped.

Seeing the eldest brother's seemingly petrified expression, Little Fatty cautiously added, "Turtle only found out after talking to Duck Brother before... apparently everyone seems to have a little bit of it, they just don't quite know how to use it..."

Qin Ming took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound calm: "...So, how many do you actually have?"

Little Fatty thought hard for a moment, then shook his head sheepishly: "I don't know the exact number of tortoises... but anyway, it's much more than what you just earned, boss, right?"

Qin Ming: !!!