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

"Hey boss, how was it? Pretty awesome, huh!"

Little Fatty raised his round head, his eyes gleaming with a "Praise the turtle!" light.

Qin Ming suppressed a laugh and gave him a thumbs up. It was clear that the chubby boy had indeed put his mind to something.

Precisely opening a spatial rift directly below the opponent and capturing them the moment they have nowhere to take advantage is a clever and practical angle.

"The tortoise still has energy left and wants to try again!"

Little Fatty eagerly turned his gaze to the Golden Beast, whose movements were stiff and whose eyes were dizzy from inhaling spores.

Although the opponent's metallic fur blocked most of the direct damage, the negative status effect had already taken effect.

The outcome of the battle was clear from the moment Little Fatty got his first double kill. With Cang Xuan's cautious and comprehensive strategy, the scales of victory had already tipped, and it was only a matter of time before the training camp team won.

Therefore, Qin Ming naturally wouldn't stop the hero, Little Fatty, from wanting to "play" a little more.

The members of the composting team clearly shared the same thought. Instead of rushing forward to claim credit, they all bowed respectfully, their attitude almost pious: "Turtle God, how do you need our cooperation?"

Little Fatty's double kill not only intimidated the opponents, but even his own teammates became more humble in their words.

Qin Ming looked over strangely, just in time to hear the chubby boy humming arrogantly, "Hmm, you guys did a great job, keep it up, and the turtle will have to figure things out on its own."

"Excellent! We eagerly await your performance!"

The composting team members nodded repeatedly, their expressions showing a respectful "we mere mortals look up to you" attitude.

Qin Ming, who was watching the commotion with his arms crossed, was taken aback. How did this conversation start?

When will they be able to understand Little Fatty's "turtle language" without any problems?

A perceptive classmate in the composting team, noticing Qin Ming's stunned expression, leaned over to explain:

"The turtle god nodded repeatedly just now, which was an affirmation of our work results!"

The smile on Turtle God's face was a testament to his absolute confidence in his own strength!

His neck bulged slightly, his gaze fixed on the Golden Rending Beast. He was gathering his strength, waiting for the perfect moment to deliver a fatal blow!

His thoughts were written all over his face!

what?

Qin Ming touched his chin, a little confused, but he didn't refute it when the other person looked at him as if they wanted an answer.

This interpretation... makes some sense, but how can these people be more confident than him, a legitimate spirit master? Are they giving Little Fatty a fan filter?

Although Xiao Pang is becoming more and more reliable, well... sigh, Qin Ming's expression was complicated. He didn't know where to begin when it came to some truths about "stability" and "passenger experience".

Just then, the Golden Beast's hind legs suddenly cramped due to the paralysis effect, causing it to stumble and reveal an opening!

"A great opportunity!" This thought flashed through everyone's minds at the same time.

A glint of light flashed in Little Fatty's eyes, and spatial fluctuations arose once more!

A pitch-black spatial rift tore open directly beneath the hind legs of the Gold Rift Beast!

The Golden Beast's golden fur stood on end. He endured the numbness and twitching in his legs and, in a comical and awkward gait, suddenly hopped forward!

At the same time, the long metal tail lashed out like a steel whip, snapping shut and hooking tightly onto the thick old tree stump next to it!

The powerful spatial suction pulled him, but thanks to the connection between his tail and the tree stump, he managed to withstand the crucial few seconds!

The spatial rift was forced to close because it failed to capture its target.

"Roar!" The Gold-Splittering Beast roared in shock, staggering back to a greater distance. Its fur bristled with fear and rage, and a violent storm of metal swept through the unsettling environment.

This powerful area attack even dismantled the poison gas package that the composting team had prepared for so long.

Qin Ming watched the Golden Beast's near-perfect escape performance and its somewhat excessive reaction, feeling a little troubled.

"Awoo, Qin Ming, do you need my clone to join the fight?"

Qin Ming pondered for a moment, remaining cautious but not overly worried about the Gold Rending Beast's squandering of energy.

"Ugh, the turtle can do it by itself!" Little Fatty said unwillingly.

Creating a spatial passage for others also takes a considerable toll on Xiao Pang.

Two consecutive high-intensity spells made him grimace, or perhaps he had lost face in front of his "fans," and he was quite angry at the moment.

"Ugh!!!"

Little Fatty roared, completely disregarding the raging energy storm, and strode forward resolutely.

The previously dim spatial runes on the back armor lit up wildly once again, even more brightly than ever before!

A spatial energy far exceeding anything seen before, almost violent, began to converge!

This time, he tore open a massive spatial rift at the feet of the Rending Gold Beast—no, around the Rending Gold Beast!

The energy at the edge of the crack twisted and flickered wildly, emitting a sizzling sound that made your teeth ache.

The interior was pitch black and deep, and the suction force it emitted was no longer a precise grasping force, but a wide-ranging and extremely violent devouring force!

Let alone the flightless Golden Beast, even winged spirit beasts would probably find it difficult to break free from this violent suction force!

The Golden Beast only had time to let out a desperate and unwilling roar before its massive body was grabbed by an invisible giant hand and instantly swallowed into the terrifying spatial rift!

The crack suddenly closed, leaving only a few torn pieces of golden fur and a mess.

The entire room fell silent.

The people in the composting team stared wide-eyed, their eyes filled with shock and fervor.

Qin Ming was also stunned, muttering to himself, "Little Fatty...you broke through? How did you do that?!"

This power and range far exceed those before!

Little Fatty was a bit exhausted. He took a deep breath, but upon hearing his boss's praise, he gave a shy smile: "Hmm, the turtle really needed a lot of strength to tear open the space and grab him!"

There was a hint of pride in his tone.

Qin Ming wanted to praise it, but he felt a little uneasy. Then Little Fatty continued, "Exactly... the turtle used too much force and didn't have enough staying power. I don't know where it went..."

Qin Ming: "???"

Random teleportation?

Or is it an overloaded, unstable version of random teleportation?!

Qin Ming suddenly looked up and quickly glanced at the spirit master of the Rending Gold Beast opposite him. Although his senior's face was extremely ugly, filled with shock and disbelief, he did not seem to show the grief he would feel if his spirit beast had been attacked or its contract had broken.

I knew that Little Fatty's random teleportation at least didn't throw the Golden Beast into some spatial turbulence; it probably just landed it in some unknown corner of the battle zone, so it wouldn't cause too serious consequences...

but!

Little Fatty, do you still remember the original purpose of this exercise? It was to improve stability so that it could safely carry people in the future!

If things continue like this, will he ever live to see the day when he can safely ride the "Turtle" space express?!

Watching Little Fatty, though exhausted and feeling guilty, gradually regain his spirits under the fervent praise of the "Invincible Turtle God!" and "Master of Space!" from the composting team, unable to hide his pride and excitement, and then pondering and thinking again...

Qin Ming's vision went black.