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

With a deep, thunderous roar, the giant tortoise exerted force with its hind legs, and its massive body soared into the air... Then, with an incomparably terrifying momentum, it slammed down onto the target below!

boom!!!

A deafening roar, so deep it shook the ground, resounded!

The target itself was made of an extraordinary material and did not break, but the ground beneath it could not withstand the terrifying force and sank downwards!

The indicator lights on the testing instrument flashed wildly, and the overload alarm blared sharply. It took a while before it finally stabilized.

[Skill Type: Pressure (Physical Attack)]

Energy purity: None

Precision control: None

Overall Rating: S

[Ranking: Power surpasses 99% of other spirit beasts of the same level; a slow yet powerful strike. (Tester, are you overweight? Spirit Masters, please pay attention to your spirit beast's physical and mental health, and encourage active exercise and happy growth...)]

The crowd below the stage, including those who had been shouting the loudest earlier, fell completely silent at this moment.

I have no further thoughts about this turtle's soaring ranking.

They were all top students from Shanghai University, so how could they not recognize what this multiplication skill represented?

That's not just strength, it's absolute proof of talent, resources, and potential!

As Qin Ming hurriedly packed up the chubby boy, who was still reluctant to return to his original state, and left with his head down.

The crowd instinctively parted to make way for him, watching him leave with complex emotions—a mixture of awe, curiosity, and embarrassment.

In a secluded spot, Qin Ming quickly slipped into a quiet alley, pulled off his sunglasses, mask, and trench coat, stuffed them back into his space stone, and changed back into his usual clothes.

He breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the wall, and took out his phone again to refresh the college forum.

Sure enough, the wind direction reversed!

The questions and reports quickly subsided, replaced by...

"Breaking news! Breaking news! It's confirmed! Qin Ming, the dark horse of the newcomer rankings, has personally confirmed it: a giant tortoise has descended from the sky! S rating!"

"I'm bowing down to this amazing person! A multiplier skill! Seeing it with my own eyes, I have no regrets in this life!"

"Brother Turtle is awesome! (voice cracks)! Does Junior Qin Ming need any accessories?"

Some people have even started to form groups to visit and see "Brother Turtle" and his spirit masters offline, and others are discussing where they can "bump into" Qin Ming.

Qin Ming felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the off-topic post, and his heart, which had just settled down, jumped again.

Until one reply was quickly liked and upvoted by netizens, its poster's ID was the rather famous "Likes to Keep Monkeys".

"The junior student looks introverted and doesn't like crowds. If you guys are too enthusiastic and scare him away to the neighboring college, we're all doomed!"

Get ready for a "caring" talk from the Dean of Students and all the teachers! (smile) (smile)

The reply was immediately followed by a long line of emojis expressing sweating, embarrassment, and regret, all arranged in an unusually neat formation.

The original poster quickly pinned this reply to the top, clearly realizing the "seriousness" of the problem.

Qin Ming read the message and felt a mix of emotions: ...

After thinking for a moment, he created a new, inconspicuous guest account and cautiously replied to the popular post: "Um... Qin Ming himself should be able to see this post and the reply, right?"

Instantly, more emojis appeared below his reply, including "horrified," "facepalm," "please delete," and "OP, lock the thread!" The original poster reacted with lightning speed.

An emergency pinned link to a small forum with the note "Only real-name verified students are allowed to enter; irrelevant topics and harassment are strictly prohibited; for academic exchange only".

Qin Ming hesitated for a moment, then refreshed the page, and the post was gone...

! ! ? ?

The world is quiet now... but why do I have this inexplicable feeling of unease?

Where have all those people who were excitedly discussing "chance encounters" and "checking in" gone?

What exactly are they talking about on that little forum that requires real names? Qin Ming felt like he was developing paranoia.

He returned to the secluded path, and after confirming that no one was around, he solemnly summoned all his spirit beasts.

"Ahem!" He cleared his throat, successfully attracting the little ones' attention.

He said seriously, "Guys, there is an urgent and important task that needs to be put on the agenda."

—Please learn and master a disguise skill as soon as possible. This could be illusion, mimicry, shapeshifting, or even concealing your presence to reduce your intimidation!

"This is mainly for our safety when we travel in the future."

"Because our current performance... is attracting too much attention. It's better to keep a low profile for our future actions. You need to understand the principle of making a fortune quietly..."

"It's not about sneaking around the academy doing anything bad! What are you thinking, Fatty?!"

"Hmm," Little Fatty said, raising his head and adopting a righteous and awe-inspiring demeanor. "Boss, Turtle has always acted with integrity and uprightness. He would never do such sneaky things."

A faint blue vein throbbed on Qin Ming's forehead.

"However," Little Fatty changed the subject, stretching out his chubby paws with an expression that said "the tortoise has long seen through the dangers of the world," and patted Qin Ming's ankle in an old-fashioned manner.

"Even the tortoise knows that a tree that stands out in the forest will be felled by the wind. There are always some unscrupulous people who covet the tortoise's bravery and beauty and want to take it away!"

He paused, straightened his chest, and delivered his final conclusion:

"Don't worry, boss! As long as the tortoise is well-fed and watered every day, with enough nutrition to grow in peace, one day it will surely suppress all injustices in the world and make the villains flee in terror! Why bother pretending?"

"..."

Qin Ming opened his mouth but remained silent, a mouthful of blood stuck in his chest.

He took a deep breath, opened his eyes and met the sincere gaze of the little fat boy, but he was still upset. He closed his eyes and took several more deep breaths, trying his best to adjust his mindset.

Is he missing out on food and drink for Little Fatty?

They even try to make empty promises to him, but are they feeding him ghosts every day?

"Suppress all injustices in the world"? First, calm his spirit, which is on the verge of collapse as a spirit master!

Furthermore, if Little Fatty continues to push forward with excessive force, the delicate balance between the two will be broken, and his mind will start to feel unwell again.

No, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got, but Qin Ming couldn't hurt the turtle right now, after all, its shell... was too hard and uncomfortable to hold.

Garlic Bird, Garlic Bird, you can't reason with that eccentric little fat guy.

Qin Ming decisively waved his hand, returning him to the Spirit Control Space. Although his body suddenly felt heavy, his mind instantly felt much lighter, and the world seemed peaceful again.

Qin Ming's expectant gaze finally landed on Keda, Cangxuan, and Xiaobao...

"Quack~" Keda nodded elegantly. "I understand, duck. Understated luxury, the Spirit Master certainly has good taste!"

Something seems off. Qin Ming scratched his head.

"Awoo," Cang Xuan responded in a low voice, exuding a reassuring calmness.

"Don't worry, we're all here, and we'll face this together with you. Hiding among the trees is something I'm good at."

Qin Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the treasure-hunting rat cover its eyes with its two little paws, fall limply to the ground, its limbs stiff, and its belly up.

"Oh, Xiao Bao's feigning death is also very useful."

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Looking at Xiao Bao, who was lying on the ground with an extremely realistic "death" expression, Qin Ming fell into a long silence.

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