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

The Crimson Lion King stated frankly that the assessment task was arduous, and the pressure of the entire assessment rested on his shoulders, so he absolutely could not afford to delay. Having said that, Qin Ming could only express his understanding.

Just like a mentor is never just his mentor, there are other students waiting for guidance.

This demand for exclusive and monopolistic treatment was indeed a bit excessive. Qin Ming watched the Lion King's hurried departure with deep regret.

The Crimson Lion King, who had finally managed to escape, was far from as calm as he appeared.

He ran swiftly through the woods with a blank expression, his steps faltering.

His left brain urged him to be free and unrestrained, to unleash his predator instincts, while his right brain echoed the warning that a lion must be cautious and not repeat past mistakes. The two conflicting thoughts stirred his mind and made him restless.

He didn't travel very far before a group of students entered his perception range.

In my perception, the auras of these trainees were so small and weak, posing no threat whatsoever.

The lion king instinctively followed the custom, releasing his power to intimidate and then pressing forward, both to tease them and to give them a chance to show off.

But just as the oppressive aura was about to surge out, he suddenly realized that Qin Ming, in his initial perception, was also "small and weak" and "ordinary"!

But that kind of situation shouldn't be common! Surely he can't be so unlucky as to encounter it repeatedly?

Despite trying to reassure himself, the Crimson Lion King unconsciously slowed and softened his steps until he came to a complete stop.

With his advanced sixth-tier strength, if he wanted to conceal his presence, none of these students would be able to detect him.

Under the cover of dense trees and jagged rocks, the Crimson Lion King patiently began to observe the group of trainees closely and carefully.

His eyes widened, his perception heightened to the extreme, not missing a single energy fluctuation or abnormal sign.

Several minutes passed, and he remained silent, his brow furrowed. He simply couldn't see anything unusual about these students.

But it's precisely this "inability to see the problem" that's the problem! Wasn't Qin Ming like that back then?!

Even a lion must exert its full strength to hunt a rabbit!

The Crimson Flame Lion King roared inwardly, making up its mind. Better to kill a thousand innocent people than let any potential "Qin Ming II" escape!

He tried hard to recall the various enhancement skills that he didn't use often and were even somewhat unfamiliar with.

He was inspired to fight. Although he wasn't very motivated to fight at the moment, he desperately needed the 10% area-of-effect attack buff from this skill!

Next comes Sharp Claws, making claw attacks even sharper and more unstoppable; Iron Skin, increasing physical defense; and Heart of the Sun, slightly enhancing the power and resistance to fire-type moves...

Whether it was useful or not, the Crimson Lion King used almost all the amplification skills he had ever learned, understood, and could still use at this moment to enhance his abilities!

In the shadows, the Heavenly Deer, leisurely following and munching on tender grass, looked with suspicion at the lion in the distance, whose behavior had changed from being active to withdrawn.

What are you doing, just standing there motionless?

Saint Deer tilted its head, its clear deer eyes filled with confusion. Had its brain been damaged by the explosion just now?

Does the deer need psychological treatment?

How miserable.

Tianze Shenglu thought with a touch of sympathy.

But staring at the almost still scene was really boring. The sacred deer threw out a treasured spiritual seed from somewhere, used pure life energy to nurture it, and then ate the newly sprouted, emerald green shoot full of spiritual energy.

The delicious juices explode in your mouth, bringing you the ultimate enjoyment.

The sacred deer squinted its eyes in satisfaction. Since its evolution, even the texture and taste of this "self-service ingredient" had become more wonderful.

Smack, smack.

Therefore, Qin Ming, who brings him good luck and delicious food, is a good person.

As for why the Lion King has become like this, it must be because he is evil!

Saint Deer quickly came to a conclusion.

After observing carefully for a while and making thorough preparations, the Crimson Lion King made its move!

With overwhelming force, he unleashed a full-force attack, utilizing his current abilities.

One second everything was calm, but the next second, a terrifying pressure, as if from a prehistoric beast, suddenly descended upon the scene!

From being completely invisible to being so oppressive that everyone's spiritual energy stagnates and they are unable to move, it only takes a moment!

Everyone lost the ability to resist, leaving only the most instinctive fear of life when faced with absolute power. They trembled and froze on the spot, unable to even move their fingers.

Despair, like an icy tide, flooded countless eyes. In this life-or-death moment, when it seemed they would be burned to ashes at any moment, who remembered that this was merely an assessment?

The faces of family members, unfulfilled promises, and longed-to-be-realized dreams... the most important obsessions in my life swirled wildly in my mind.

Indeed, under this extreme pressure, a few people had their potential unleashed, bursting forth with energy far exceeding their usual levels as they tried to struggle.

But under the overwhelming and utterly overwhelming power, this glimmer of light was like a small boat in a raging storm, barely shining for a moment before being completely swallowed up by the merciless sea of ​​fire.

At the same moment, the Tianze Sacred Deer, hidden in the shadows, was so frightened that it dropped the snack in its mouth!

Is this lion out of its mind?! Using such a powerful attack on unarmed children?!

The sacred deer was so angry that its antlers were glowing. Was this some kind of deliberate attempt to make things difficult for the deer?!

Despite the complaints, Tianze Shenglu moved with lightning speed.

Gentle yet powerful life energy, as if possessing its own consciousness, precisely flowed into the bodies of each student engulfed in flames, frantically repairing their bodies scorched by the high temperature.

Saint Deer was working tirelessly, panting and groaning, to save everyone.

He was certain that all physical injuries would be healed instantly, without even leaving a blister.

As for the potential psychological trauma... well, that might require them to take some time to process it.

He checked repeatedly to confirm that everyone was present and no one was missing any limbs. As for the few who were pale and had vacant eyes... well, their heart and lungs were functioning perfectly.

This sacred deer is absolutely exhausted!

Tianze Shenglu stomped his hoof angrily, reaffirming his conviction: indeed, the man is good, but the lion is bad!

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In the monitoring room, the examiners watched this "tragic" scene through the screen and fell silent once again.

"Isn't this assessment... a bit too 'realistic'? Isn't it a little too harsh?"

One of the examiners, looking at the pale, lingering faces of the trainees on the screen, couldn't help but speak up.

"Look at that child's eyes, so empty it's heartbreaking... I'm afraid he'll have nightmares about it for a month straight when he gets back?"

"It might be more than that." The middle-aged examiner next to him, with a resolute face, replied with considerable certainty, his tone carrying the confidence of someone with experience.

He subconsciously touched a barely visible scar above his left eyebrow. "This level of shock won't heal in three to five months..."

He was speaking with great enthusiasm when he looked up and met the meaningful, somewhat mocking, glances of his colleagues around him.

His mind went blank for a moment, then he realized what he'd said, his face flushing slightly. He stiffened his neck and retorted, "What are you looking at? Did I say something wrong? Who hasn't had a similar experience back in the day? What are you pretending to be so important about!"

These words immediately created a subtle atmosphere in the monitoring room.