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

Two turtles, one large and one small, silently swam to the edge of the frogmen's activity area, using the water plants as cover.

The little one is lively and active, sometimes darting out quickly, sometimes spinning in place, its four claws flailing wildly, showing the reckless and fearless nature of a newborn tortoise.

The larger ones are much calmer, trying their best to follow the little turtles' erratic swimming routes, and occasionally trying to "paddle" them with their heads or front paws, just like a parent who is worried sick and has to chase after their naughty little ones.

The interplay of stillness and movement, pursuit and escape, vividly portrays the story of a "wild turtle family that accidentally wandered into a human activity area."

Whether the underwater frogmen noticed their "performance" was unknown to Qin Ming. However, on the auxiliary screen of the sonar detection on the shore, the two clearly moving bio-dots immediately caught his attention and were recognized at a glance.

"Report: Signs of biological activity have been detected nearby!" the team member in charge of monitoring the sonar reported.

The team leader immediately turned his attention to the corresponding split screen, carefully discerning the outline and movement pattern depicted by the sonar.

After a moment, his tense shoulders relaxed slightly, and he exhaled: "They're turtles, one big and one small, probably mother and baby. Don't be too nervous."

Although its appearance in this "fish-scarce" waters was somewhat abrupt, it was still a relatively harmless creature. Compared to the potentially dangerous aquatic beasts that might exist, such as crocodiles or large aggressive fish, this was already good news.

The wetsuit provides sufficient protection against minor scratches that turtles might cause.

"Attention all groups: After adapting to the underwater environment, proceed according to Plan B, disperse appropriately, expand the search area, and pay special attention to riverbed depressions, the roots of driftwood, and areas with dense aquatic plants."

"Maintain communication and report any unusual man-made objects immediately." The team leader adjusted the instructions, aiming to improve search efficiency.

However, this "decentralized advance" instruction caused some delays for the game "Come and Chase Me," leaving the newly arrived chubby guy confused.

"Boss, the situation has changed!" Little Fatty urgently asked for help.

"I saw it." Qin Ming's attention hadn't left. "Wander around the frogman at about ten o'clock to your left a few more times and try to guide him. His camera kept showing your image. Judging from his subconscious attention, he should be a turtle keeper."

"Oh~"

"Note that it is to lead him in that direction 'inadvertently'. If it is really difficult to guide him in that direction, then try to find the closest one in terms of distance and location."

"Understood!" Little Fatty received the new instructions and no longer hesitated.

He displayed his "superb" swimming skills near the frogman whom Qin Ming had labeled a "turtle friend".

—Sometimes it floats, sometimes it flips over, sometimes it paddles a few times and then stops, its head tilted back, unrestrained, its leisurely and carefree appearance makes you want to find it a job.

This "performance" was displayed in its entirety and synchronously on the command screen on shore.

The frogman, who appeared to be a turtle keeper, slowed down his advance noticeably. The camera frequently followed the agile "Little Black Jade" as it moved, and even after Little Jade was obscured by rocks, the camera subconsciously tilted to the side of the rocks.

In just ten minutes, he visibly widened the gap in search progress compared to his teammates.

"Ge Wei! Focus and keep up with the formation! Is there anything unusual on your end?" The team leader's voice came through the underwater communicator, tinged with seriousness.

Ge Wei jumped in surprise and quickly replied, "Report! No abnormalities found! There were just... turtles moving around nearby. After observing them, we confirmed they are harmless!"

He quickly composed himself and focused his attention back on the detection equipment in his hands, no longer daring to openly "chase the turtle".

Qin Ming and Xiao Pang's meticulously planned "Beautiful Turtle Scheme" suffered an initial setback.

"Boss, he's not looking at me anymore!" After struggling to turn around for a long time, the frogman actually "transferred his affections" to a dark stone.

The little fat guy immediately became unhappy and slapped a wave of water with his paw, causing the clueless frogman to stumble.

"Stop fooling around." Qin Ming stopped the chubby boy's childish revenge. "Approximately how far is the frogman team's current location from where the 'heavy object' was found yesterday?"

Little Fatty sensed the distance and replied, "The straight-line distance is about 800 meters. They're swimming slowly and looking around."

Qin Ming's lips twitched slightly. The straight-line distance underwater was 800 meters. Considering the winding riverbank, the complex terrain, and the cautious search pace, at this speed, when would they ever find it?

"Plan changed." Qin Ming made a quick decision. "Bring some 'dry stuff' with you. Find something to hang on your body or drag behind you, pretending to casually carry underwater debris. Make it look natural, like you got tangled in it while swimming, or you curiously picked it up."

"Oh! Hang things on it! This turtle knows how!" Little Fatty got it right away. "The turtle finds an old, tattered fishing net to hang on its body, making it look a bit disheveled, and then stuffs 'trash' into the net, like rusty pieces of iron, broken porcelain bowl bottoms, and things like that! It'd be best if it could make some noise when it shakes around!"

Qin Ming listened and thought it made sense. In fact, the unusual sonic signals produced by dragging the debris might attract more attention.

"Yes, but note that it's 'hooked,' so it should look sloppy and casual, not too neat. The items should be recognizable, but not too much like direct evidence. Safety first."

"The tortoise is gone!" Feeling Qin Ming's approval, Little Fatty got excited again, and his spirits soared.

"Go ahead, and adapt to the situation."

Qin Ming watched as the dot representing Little Fatty on the sonar screen stopped hesitating and swam away in a straight line with a clear objective. He fell silent. Fortunately, it quickly disappeared from the detection range.

Minutes later, just as the frogman team was steadily advancing according to the newly designated area, the sonar monitoring screen suddenly emitted a "beep" warning sound. A biological signal, several times larger than the previous turtle signal but not moving very fast, appeared at the edge and approached the search area.

"Attention! A large biological signal is approaching! Its size is... not small! It is moving!" the monitor immediately reported, his voice suddenly tense.

The atmosphere at the command post instantly froze. The team leader strode to the screen, staring intently at the slowly moving dot: "What is that? A turtle can't be that big! Could it really be..." The worst possible guess flashed through his mind.

"Initiate thermal imaging, focus on this area!" The vice-captain reacted swiftly.

Soon, the thermal imaging came through. The screen showed a creature with a somewhat blurry outline, but not a particularly strong thermal response. It was roughly oval in shape and seemed to be dragging something loose behind it. Its heat distribution was clearly different from that of a constant-temperature mammal or an active reptile.

"The thermal signature...it doesn't resemble large fish, nor does it resemble active reptiles like crocodiles," the technician analyzed. "It's more like...uh, a large turtle...carrying or dragging something?"

This assessment brought a slight sense of relief to everyone, but their doubts only deepened: What kind of turtle could grow so big? And dragging something along?

Just as everyone on and under the water was holding their breath in this moment of uncertainty, the "culprit" finally swaggered into the field of vision of a frogman's camera.

The first thing that catches the eye is a large, tangled mass of dark green, worn-out fishing nets, with uneven mesh and covered with algae and silt.

The main body entangled in the fishing net was vaguely visible as a dark, sturdy outline. As the camera zoomed in, everyone could see that it was indeed a plump turtle, with all sorts of miscellaneous items being dragged through the net.

There was a bent sheet of iron that was severely rusted and unrecognizable, half of a ceramic pot covered in mud, and what appeared to be the rubber ring of an old bicycle tire.

These "trash" items swayed in the net bag, occasionally bumping into each other and making dull sounds.

"This is……!"

At the command post on shore, someone whispered. Everyone's eyes widened.