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

Minutes earlier, as Qin Ming and the Crimson Flame Lion King were locked in a standoff, the mindset of the other students scattered throughout the area had already subtly shifted.

Although the sounds of colliding energies and the Lion King's furious roars could be heard from afar, the expected elimination announcement never sounded again.

This unusual "calm" was like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating ripples in the hearts of many students.

"Looks like... that lion isn't so scary after all?" someone muttered to themselves, their tense nerves relaxing slightly.

"Those who were eliminated at the beginning were probably just not good enough and were incredibly unlucky; they just happened to be in the wrong place at the right time," another person analyzed, his tone carrying a hint of self-assured clarity.

"With so many of us working together, we might be able to give it a shot! As the textbooks say, unity is strength!" Passion began to surge in some small groups.

This was the first time since they enrolled that they had demonstrated their abilities in front of the academy's top students!

If you keep cowering and hiding, what kind of image would that make? Wouldn't that be a complete waste of this great opportunity to make a name for yourself?

What if... what if they really did work together to create a miracle and defeat the big boss of this assessment? Just thinking about that scenario is enough to get anyone's heart racing!

If you don't get involved in this legendary event in the college, you'll never be able to hold your head up in front of your classmates again!

This mentality—lacking a real understanding of the dangers in the distance, yet driven by curiosity, a desire to show off, and a sense of luck—perfectly simulates the situation in wilderness exploration where encountering unknown treasures or sudden conflicts makes it easy to make wrong judgments.

Through surveillance cameras hidden throughout the jungle, the examiners clearly captured images of the trainees peeking around and becoming increasingly alert. They silently marked each trainee's file with a prominent question mark.

"Let's see how these kids perform from here on out," one examiner said calmly, but with scrutiny in his eyes. "If they lack ability and keep acting impulsively... we'll have to give them some extra attention in their future training sessions."

These trainees, who hadn't even officially made a move yet, had already successfully attracted the examiners' special attention solely through their "outstanding" judgment, were completely unaware of this. They were excitedly stretching their limbs and whispering among themselves about their "grand" plan.

"Let's go! Let's go check it out. There's been such a commotion, something's definitely up!"

"Sneak over there quietly and act according to the situation!"

The group quickly reached a consensus and, like underground workers, tiptoed out of their carefully dug hiding place.

One pulled another along, like pulling radishes from the ground, the "radishes" still covered in mud.

"boom!!!"

A deafeningly loud explosion came from afar!

Following closely behind was a tangible energy shockwave, carrying scorching air and a heart-palpitating pressure, which swept across the entire jungle!

Because the distance was relatively close this time, the oppressive feeling brought by the aftershocks was so clear that it was suffocating.

Almost simultaneously, a cold, mechanical broadcast voice, at an unprecedented frequency, blared repeatedly like a death curse, instantly overwhelming the entire venue:

[Item No. 017 has been eliminated.]

[Item No. 042 has been eliminated.]

[Number... Eliminated.]

The broadcasts continued without any pause.

After the broadcast ended, a deathly silence fell over the surrounding area. The few people who had been eager to try just moments before were instantly drained of their strength and stood frozen in place.

The blazing sun in the sky was still scorching, but it did nothing to dispel the chill in their hearts. Their faces were ashen, and they wished they could just disappear on the spot.

"...Are you...going to see it again?" Someone asked in a barely audible whisper, their voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Go to hell!" The companion next to him didn't even dare to make a sound, only making exaggerated mouth movements, his eyes full of fear and lingering dread.

The group exchanged glances, and each saw relief in the other's eyes.

The next moment, with ten times the speed and coordination of when they came out, they used both hands and feet to "stuff" themselves back into the narrow but safe depths of the cave.

Their earth-type spirit beasts are quite adept at concealing themselves and building underground air-raid shelters, so there's really no need for them to go out.

At this moment, they realized with absolute certainty that keeping a low profile was better than anything else!

It's a pity that such lofty ambitions and aspirations vanished before they even saw the light of day.

Similar scenes unfolded one after another in different corners of the jungle.

In the monitoring room, the examiner looked at the trainees who had instantly fallen silent on the screen and sighed helplessly: "It seems we won't be able to wait for a second 'surprise' like Qin Ming."

The remaining trainees were clearly stunned by this swift and decisive action, and they soberly recognized the gap in strength between them. They no longer harbored any illusions and became extremely cautious in their actions.

His colleague next to him understood his sigh, but then his expression turned somewhat strange, as if he had suddenly remembered something.

"Speaking of which... Qin Ming doesn't seem to be the type to take the initiative. If the situation were reversed, and he were observing from a distance, he might not choose to rashly intervene."

"Oh? How so?"

"Look at his movement trajectory," the examiner said, pulling up Qin Ming's coordinates replay. "If the Crimson Lion King hadn't run headlong into his 'comfort zone,' he would most likely have stayed in that 'small plot of land,' setting up his little gadgets and sitting back and fishing."

"Now that you mention it... then the Crimson Lion King's luck today is a bit bad." The examiner who had sighed earlier chuckled.

"Indeed. But did any of you guess what Qin Ming's trump card was? It's a pity we didn't get to see it, and the Lion King didn't 'insist' one last time."

"That's easy for you to say," a slightly annoyed voice interjected; it was the Crimson Lion King's Spirit Master.

His expression had been quite complex ever since Qin Ming began his "performance," his eyes barely leaving the screen, yet he remained silent. Finally, he couldn't help but speak up, "That kid doesn't play by the rules at all. Why don't you try and handle it?"

The examiner, who had inadvertently started the conversation, looked embarrassed and quickly tried to cover it up: "I didn't mean that, it was purely a rational assessment, a rational assessment..."

Dean Hui spoke up at the right moment, drawing everyone's attention back: "For a class of students to produce someone like Qin Ming... well, a prodigy, is already a blessing for the academy. We shouldn't be too greedy. Besides, the Shen family's child has also performed quite steadily and excellently."

"The dean is right," everyone echoed.

"Alright, let's turn our attention back to the examination room." Dean Hui surveyed the screen. "Take a good look; perhaps there are other promising talents waiting for us to discover."

The examiners composed themselves and once again focused their attention on the young figures who were either lurking or moving cautiously in the jungle.