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

So, Qin Ming, who was pretending to admire the scenery on the shore but actually dozing off, suddenly received a plea for help from Little Fatty in his mind: "Boss, they... don't want to move..."

Qin Ming frowned slightly, listened carefully, and his sleepiness was mostly dispelled.

He had only considered the security risks and indeed overlooked the "indigenous people's" dependence on and emotional attachment to their habitat.

For creatures that have already formed a stable social structure and territorial awareness, the reluctance to leave their homeland is both an instinct and a reality.

He realized he had oversimplified things, but to his surprise, the giant tortoise was able to express its concerns so clearly and logically.

It even takes into account the development of the species and neighborhood relations. This level of wisdom far exceeds that of ordinary turtles. It seems that Xiao Pang's education and influence on turtles is extraordinary.

He pondered for a moment and decided to make the information more transparent. Since the giant tortoise possessed such wisdom, perhaps it could understand the deeper implications.

"Little Fatty, tell it directly about the potential risks. It's not that we dislike this place, but there's a possibility that someone might come down to search."

If an unusually large group of turtles is discovered, especially if crocodiles are not in this area, the consequences could be severe.

The crocodiles would likely be captured or even euthanized, and the turtle population might be dispersed or used as subjects for research on "abnormal phenomena."

Little Fatty followed his instructions and conveyed this message directly, even with a hint of intimidation, to Big Flower Turtle.

After listening, the giant tortoise remained silent for a moment, then its solemn and tense emotions relaxed considerably. It proudly exclaimed with relief, "So that's the reason! But we've seen quite a few people these days, and the water is our domain. No matter how many dangers there are, we're not afraid!"

Its answer was confident and powerful: "No matter how clearly they see, or how fast they swim, can they be more familiar with every undercurrent, every clump of water plants, and every crevice in the rocks here than we are?"

The giant tortoise surveyed its offspring and explained, "We can also break up into smaller groups and disperse to different locations, or we can simply dive into the mud at the bottom of the water and hold our breath for days without moving! We can come back after the search has died down."

Through Xiao Pang, Qin Ming learned about the turtles' will, but with human technology exploring, the turtles and crocodiles had nowhere to hide. Moreover, if long-term monitoring equipment was installed, it wouldn't be as simple as the old turtle thought.

Just as Qin Ming was hesitating, a group of turtles and tortoises underwater shook their heads and supported the old turtle's idea, showing that they were not afraid of hardship or sacrifice, which even swayed Little Fatty.

After a moment, he spoke solemnly to Qin Ming, "We are ready to fight to the death, why does Your Majesty surrender first?"

Qin Ming: ?

Qin Ming almost choked on the cool morning breeze. Had he already been turned?

Little Fatty, what's your stance? What's your mission?

Also, where did this guy learn these words? Qin Ming reasonably suspected that this guy had secretly watched some strange historical drama clips on his phone.

Qin Ming's lips twitched, realizing that it was highly unlikely that Xiao Pang would be able to push through the relocation. However, things shouldn't have gotten to that point.

Thinking about it calmly, while the setback in the relocation plan was partly due to his underestimation of the turtles' territorial awareness, it wasn't necessarily all bad.

Forced migration and population unrest could indeed lead to unnecessary losses. The giant flower turtle's concerns are not without merit, and Qin Ming also does not want the automatic charging mode of merit to be affected as a result.

Therefore, the key lies in how to resolve the conflict between the upcoming "frogman search" and "turtle and crocodile exposure".

To ensure the situation was under control, Qin Ming dialed Officer Mu's number as the 6 a.m. sun rose.

The phone rang a few times before being answered, and a hoarse, weary voice came from the other end: "Feed...Advisor Qin?"

In the background noise, there were faint sounds of papers turning and whispers, which made Qin Ming imagine that the other person had probably stayed up all night and was barely holding on with strong tea or coffee.

He suppressed his pounding conscience and said in a natural tone, "Officer Mu, good morning. Sorry to bother you. What are your specific plans regarding the riverbank?"

Since I happened to be in the situation yesterday, I'm somewhat involved, so I can offer some assistance if needed.

He phrased it tactfully, but his intention to "apply for help" was clear.

"Ah? This... how could I trouble you again, Consultant Qin..." Officer Mu said politely as if by reflex, but before he could finish his sentence, the cold morning wind seemed to blow through the telephone line and wake his brain.

He suddenly recalled how, on several previous occasions, after this seemingly gentle consultant "accidentally" intervened, things had progressed so rapidly in a way that defied scientific explanation but yielded results so good they brought tears to his eyes...

That's not "support" at all; it's a complete map-wide dimensional assault!

If you can be "led" by a big shot and see a substantial breakthrough in a day, who would want to spend every day squatting in the office analyzing those headache-inducing reports, or doing meaningless back-and-forth battles in the cold wind on the riverbank?

The pain of working overtime is something only those who have experienced it truly understand!

Officer Mu's cheeks flushed slightly on the other end of the phone, unseen by anyone. His minor embarrassment crumbled quickly in the face of the immense temptation of closing the case and getting out of there as soon as possible.

He cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound more formal:

"Ahem... Consultant Qin, you're too kind! Here's the thing, at nine o'clock this morning, the frogman team we've coordinated will arrive at the scene to conduct the first comprehensive underwater survey and evidence search."

If it's convenient for you at the time, we would be extremely grateful if you could be there to provide on-site guidance or help with any unusual situations from your professional perspective!

He paused, then added in a more relaxed tone, "I'll also be on the shore coordinating things then, which will give me a chance to ask you for more detailed advice on some of the details from yesterday."

Qin Ming nodded slightly, satisfied with the time arrangement. It gave him some buffer time to prepare without dragging it out too long. "I'm free this morning. Nine o'clock, right? I'll be there on time."

"Great! We'll be waiting for you, Advisor!" Officer Mu's voice became noticeably lighter, even carrying a hint of joking.

"You're welcome. See you in a bit."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief. With Officer Mu, an acquaintance, on-site to assist him, there was much more room for maneuver.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Ming calculated the time and realized that it wasn't worth the trip, so he gritted his teeth, took out his phone, and ordered takeout.

The location is too remote, and they still haven't delivered!

"I made a mistake..." Qin Ming rubbed his empty stomach. Perhaps it was this strong resentment about food that was passed down through the contract.

Suddenly, Little Fatty had a flash of inspiration. "Boss, there are so many fish and turtles down there! They're treating us to a feast! Come down!"