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

Halfway there, Qin Ming's personal terminal beeped. He glanced at it, his expression changing drastically. "We need to hurry, there's a purchase limit today!"

Zeng Gui'an was still immersed in his bitter and stifling emotions, unable to extricate himself. At the same time, having never tasted the ultimate delicacy, he had no particular obsession with it.

Seeing Qin Ming's conflicted expression, he casually suggested, "If they're all gone, just eat something else. The cafeteria is so big, you're bound to find something to your liking."

"You don't understand!" Qin Ming said, his face contorted in pain.

Seeing Qin Ming's reaction, Zeng Gui'an, though puzzled, subconsciously followed the suddenly quickened pace.

The two gradually went from brisk walking to jogging, and finally started running wildly on the campus road, attracting the attention of passersby.

"Huff...huff...I...I asked Little Fatty to queue up and buy it for me in advance..." Qin Ming explained, panting as he ran.

While it's not uncommon for spirit beasts to buy things for students, it requires extremely high intelligence, comprehension, and execution skills from the spirit beasts, and is generally not used by lower-grade students.

Zeng Guian assumed Qin Ming was being sarcastic again and replied without a word, "That's settled then."

Qin Ming frowned, his tone becoming even more serious: "But you must understand, even a seasoned foodie has limited patience! Especially when faced with the irresistible temptation of delicious food right in front of them!"

"Do you want us to rush over only to get half a fish head?!"

This stark reality startled Zeng Gui'an of the town, but Qin Ming continued to add bricks and tiles, saying, "If we slow down any further, we might not even have the fish heads left."

Zeng Guian pictured the chubby boy's ever-smiling mouth in his mind, and it seemed that such a possibility did indeed exist.

He stopped talking, but the frequency of his arm swinging and leg kicking increased significantly.

On the way, he suddenly remembered a campus rumor he had heard before—

It is said that one day, a strange fragrance wafted from the cafeteria, and the aroma was so strong that most of the college could smell it.

Those who arrived first claimed that their mental energy fluctuated, leading some to believe that if they were fortunate enough to consume it, it could enhance their strength...

Because of this rumor, some people staked out the cafeteria and successfully spotted a blurry figure of a "turtle-shaped creature" moving around nearby.

He initially dismissed all of this information as fabricated jokes and laughed it off.

But now, connecting the elements of "ultimate deliciousness", "potential to improve one's condition" and "turtle-shaped creature" with Qin Ming's reaction and the mysterious fat turtle... the more I think about it, the more something seems off.

Besides, the academy in Shanghai is full of hidden talents, and it's not impossible that there are a few reclusive culinary masters in the cafeteria.

Seeing Qin Ming's agitation, Zeng Guian also became anxious, and he swallowed several times.

You damn leg, hurry up and run!

Zeng Guian's ominous premonition reached its peak when Qin Ming led him, with practiced ease, to a small side door in the back kitchen of the cafeteria.

Someone's gone even further than during the academy's assessments! They've even colluded with the kitchen staff?

However, an instinctive physiological response to the irresistible aroma of such a delicious treat instantly overwhelmed all doubts and shock.

Zeng Guian's saliva was flowing like crazy, his stomach was rumbling, and only one thought remained in his mind: eat!

"This squirrel-shaped mandarin fish rice is made with special ingredients exclusively provided by Xiaopang, and it's definitely worth a try."

As Qin Ming pushed open the small door that emitted an enticing aroma, he casually explained, "That's why Little Fatty is handling the purchases; he has priority. Of course, we can't go too far. It's best not to do this every day; we need to take it slow and steady."

Zeng Guian nodded repeatedly, but in reality, the words went in one ear and out the other. His eyes were already fixed on the golden-yellow, fragrant bibimbap on the table, and he just wanted to know when he could start eating.

What Qin Ming didn't elaborate on was that Little Fatty had secretly earned a lot of academy points from the cafeteria thanks to this "special ingredient supply," and was also ambitiously eyeing the new delicious spirit seeds in the academy's exchange area.

As a result, Little Fatty is now more familiar with the head chefs in the academy than Qin Ming, a legitimate spirit master.

He may actually be practicing the idea of ​​"abducting a chef," and he's even carefully selecting and comparing different options.

Little Fatty gradually realized that only with sufficient strength could he venture into dangerous places and capture the freshest and finest ingredients.

Although he was still slacking off during his daily basic training... Qin Ming believed that the process of lurking, tracking, bursting out, and even dealing with the spirit beasts guarding the ingredients during the capture of ingredients was itself an excellent form of practical training, so he accepted it well.

"Hmm, this dish uses the Flame Goldfish, which can only be found deep in special magma areas. Its flesh is firm and chewy, and it has a slight benefit for tempering one's physique."

The fish used are specially selected for their best color and quality, carefully raised to be plump and healthy, and then prepared using Chef Pan's unique and secret recipe.

Qin Ming relayed Xiao Pang's introduction as a sign of respect.

After the ceremony, he and Zeng Guian, who couldn't contain themselves, picked up chopsticks and spoons and started eating heartily!

The moment the fish entered his mouth, Zeng Gui'an's expression instantly became one of pure bliss, his eyes narrowing into slits.

He wanted to express his satisfaction, but was afraid that the aroma in his mouth would escape, so he could only make muffled "mmm" sounds.

He took several large bites in a row, chewing and swallowing the delicious food thoroughly before letting out a long sigh of relief. He then sincerely gave Qin Ming a thumbs-up and waved it repeatedly, saying, "Qin Ming! You're amazing! I'm impressed!"

He wiped his mouth, then looked at Qin Ming with envy: "Your life is too comfortable! Even your spirit beasts are so considerate, knowing to get you top-quality ingredients! Little Fatty is just too... too enviable!"

The tone was exactly like the bittersweet admiration one feels upon witnessing "someone else's spirit beast."

Qin Ming hesitated for a moment, but after feeling the little fat man's gaze, he reluctantly nodded in agreement.

It's delicious, but there's a price to pay...

"Little Fatty," Qin Ming confirmed telepathically while chewing, "you've built another fish pond?"

"Hmm, just one volcano head, I guess." The chubby boy's reply was casual, yet tinged with smugness. "It wasn't just fish; the turtle wanted to try anything edible around there, so we packed it all up!"

"Among them, there are several types of fire-type fungi and minerals that the turtle is very optimistic about."

"Speaking of which, this is really exhausting! I need to go back to the Spirit Control Space for a few days to rest and replenish my energy!"

Qin Ming: "..."

His hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly. The delicious food in his mouth suddenly lost its appeal.

Finally, Qin Ming bravely said, "...Okay, you should rest well. There's another round of assessments at the academy in a couple of days."

"Don't worry, there's plenty of good food in Guitun." Little Fatty's response carried a calm and dignified air of "everything is under control."

Although logistical supplies were not a problem, Qin Ming still couldn't smile, and his eyes gradually became vacant.

"How can you be distracted while eating such delicious food?! This is disrespectful to the food, to Chef Pan, and to Xiao Pang's hard work!!"

Zeng Gui'an was probably having a good time eating; with his slightly round belly sticking out, he was pointing and gesturing at Qin Ming.

Little Fatty also gave him an approving look.

Qin Ming rolled his eyes speechlessly, too lazy to explain.

He slowly put down his spoon, looked at his friend, and said with a hint of mischief, "What a pity, it seems someone hasn't finished their homework yet?"

Zeng Guian: "?" His smile froze on his face instantly.

Qin Ming sighed again and added insult to injury: "What's even more regrettable is that someone probably won't be able to eat such delicious food as often as they do today in the future."

Zeng Guian retorted, "Why can't I?!"

He clearly saw a small sign hanging at the door: "Please bring your own ingredients; cooking services are available!"

Qin Ming looked at him, smiled meaningfully, and pointed to the few remaining pieces of fish on his plate:

"These Flame Goldfish only live deep within the special magma zones designated by the academy. The environment is harsh, and spirit beasts inhabit these areas, so they're not easy to catch."

He patted Zeng Guian on the shoulder and said earnestly, "You...you need to be realistic about your abilities."

Upon hearing this, Zeng Guian was dumbfounded.