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

The next day, on the same morning, Qin Ming, having already gained experience, ate and drank his fill, rested and recharged, before arriving at the scene.

The warning tape along the riverbank remains in place, and the anglers who were asked to leave yesterday can only wait anxiously from the outside.

Qin Ming checked his phone last night and saw that several local fishing groups were in an uproar because of the lockdown of "Feng Shui Treasure Land," with many people asking around when the lockdown would be lifted.

So Qin Ming thought it was time to speed things up, and today he came wearing a diving suit.

With his current superhuman physique, diving is a piece of cake. Even if his swimming skills are not good and he lacks experience, he has a turtle, so what is there to be afraid of!

Therefore, when the group of frogmen began their routine warm-up exercises before entering the water on the open space on the shore, Qin Ming also joined in and started moving his arms and legs.

Others assumed he was just curious or wanted to experience it up close.

After all, he arrived the earliest today, and the beautiful black turtle was lying obediently to his side. Coupled with the strange incident of the turtle dragging objects yesterday, many team members now feel a sense of familiarity when they see turtles, and they also cast kind glances at Qin Ming.

Seeing that he was clumsy, some people kindly gave him space and slowed down their demonstration so that he could see the details clearly.

So, after the frogman team leader and Officer Mu finished their brief discussion on today's work priorities, they turned around and saw a "conspicuous figure" in the warm-up team whose style was clearly different from the others—Qin Ming.

Xu Zhengang raised an eyebrow, about to walk over and pat the young man on the shoulder, saying, "Not bad, young man, you need to work out more." But his gaze fell sharply on Qin Ming's collar, which was slightly open due to his warm-up, and the glimpse of a tight-fitting, professional black diving suit fabric peeking out from the cuffs.

The corners of his mouth, which had just turned up, instantly drooped down, and his expression became serious at a visible speed.

Since they weren't his own team members, he couldn't directly reprimand them. He could only turn to Officer Mu beside him, his tone filled with disbelief and a desire for confirmation: "Officer Mu, what is your Consultant Qin planning to do today...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Officer Mu followed his gaze. When he saw that Qin Ming was indeed wearing a diving suit underneath, Officer Mu's eyes widened instantly, as if he had witnessed an extremely horrifying scene!

He clearly remembered that when he first met Consultant Qin, his superiors repeatedly emphasized the following:

This consultant has outstanding academic abilities, but his physical condition is not good and he needs special care. He must not be allowed to participate in activities that are physically demanding or risky!

He had already deeply understood the first point through countless facts, so what about the second point...?

"Advisor Qin! You can't do this! How can you go into the water yourself?!" Officer Mu almost staggered as he rushed over, grabbing Qin Ming's wrist tightly as he moved, so tightly that he was afraid the other man would jump into the river if he let go.

His face was extremely pale. "The underwater conditions are complicated, and the water temperature is low. How can your body withstand it?! Quickly put on your coat!"

Qin Ming was taken aback by Officer Mu's overreaction, but quickly realized that it was probably because his previous "poor health" persona was too deeply ingrained in people's minds.

He patiently explained, "Officer Mu, don't worry. I really can dive, and I'm quite good at it. Besides, I'm not going down alone; I'll be observing from a relatively safe area near the shore. I promise, if I feel like I can't keep up or feel unwell at all, I'll come ashore immediately. I won't push myself!"

"But... the water's cold!" Officer Mu was still worried, pointing to the thermometer.

"The water temperature is only 14 or 15 degrees Celsius! Even with a diving suit, you can easily catch a cold from the wind when you get ashore! If you get a headache or fever... it's not worth it!"

The water temperature of just over ten degrees Celsius was indeed not warm enough, and it would get even colder in a while. Upon hearing this, Qin Ming became even more determined to go into the water.

Finally, after Qin Ming repeatedly assured him that Ge Wei would be his "one-on-one safety officer," Officer Mu finally relaxed his grip.

The underwater ecosystem has recovered somewhat, with schools of fish appearing, but unexpectedly, the work got off to a bad start.

Perhaps yesterday's experience depleted the turtle population's entire "stockpile," or perhaps the experience of being chased by frogmen left a psychological scar.

As soon as Ge Weigang entered the water today, the turtles and tortoises that were swimming nearby immediately scattered, nimbly burrowing into the water plants, crevices between rocks, or diving deeper into the silt.

Qin Ming instructed Little Fatty to conceal his aura, only to find that a turtle-themed restricted area had automatically formed around them.

Turtles are actually quite fast in water, especially adept at short bursts of speed and turning. So when they really want to hide, even the experienced Ge Wei couldn't catch them for a while.

He finally seized an opportunity, held his breath, and lunged forward, barely managing to pin down a turtle that was a little slower to react.

Even after being caught, the turtle became restless, kicking its limbs and trying to retract its neck. Taking advantage of Ge Wei adjusting his hand position, it suddenly stretched out its head and "snap"ed, accurately biting Ge Wei's finger!

Although it couldn't bite through the gloves, the sudden force and its stubborn refusal to let go made it take Ge Wei some effort to "invite" it down.

After dealing with this "temperamental guy," when I looked up and around, the other turtles that were just in sight had vanished without a trace, leaving only swaying seaweed.

Qin Ming, who was following behind, frowned when he saw this scene. This won't do!

Without Xiao Pang's intervention, relying solely on Ge Wei's "brute force" approach is too inefficient, and even less effective than the coordinated efforts of anglers on shore.

If this continues, the idea of ​​"turtle cooperation" will be impossible to verify, let alone promote.

Does Little Fatty really have to be present for every collaboration? That would be far too inconvenient.

While thinking, Qin Ming also took out a piece of sliced ​​pig liver from his waterproof bag and handed it to Little Fatty as a reward for leading the way.

Watching the chubby boy happily accept the food, Qin Ming had a sudden inspiration and asked, "Chubby boy, if... we exchange it for delicious food, do you think they could understand and imitate that?"

Little Fatty chewed on pig liver, his eyes darting around, and replied, "Hmm... Big Flower and Big Mouth will definitely understand, but as for the other turtles... I can't guarantee it."

Big flower? Big mouth?

Qin Ming took a moment to process it before matching the rustic name with the phrase "Turtle Minister Crocodile General," and his lips twitched involuntarily.

"Let's give it a try first. You go dig something up and show everyone!"

"Alright!" Little Fatty obeyed, wriggling his body and swimming to a spot on the riverbed with thicker mud and sand. He dug around a few times with his paws, then casually scooped up a round tin can, stuffed it into his pocket, and swam back to Qin Ming.

Although it was a tin can, Qin Ming still accepted it. Then, he took out a larger piece of pig liver, handed over the pig liver with one hand, and took the can with the other.

Little Fatty obediently swam to the pig liver, swallowed it in one gulp, and even smacked his lips.

With Qin Ming and Xiao Pang intentionally demonstrating, the demonstration was clearly visible. The rich aroma of pig liver also subtly permeated the water.

Qin Ming keenly sensed several curious yet hesitant "gazes" cast upon him from the shadows around him.

He took out another piece of pig liver, but instead of handing it over, he just held it in his hand.

Not long after, a small turtle, about half the size of a palm, cautiously peeked its head out from behind a rock.

It first looked around warily, then looked at "Senior Ink Turtle" and the humans beside it.

Finally, his gaze settled firmly on the pig liver in Qin Ming's hand.

Perhaps it was the temptation of the food that was too great, or perhaps it was the fact that its "predecessor" was safe and sound that gave it courage. It slowly swam out and stopped at a distance that was neither too close nor too far in front of Qin Ming. It tilted its little head up and stared at the pig liver with its black bean eyes, while the tip of its tail swayed slightly with nervousness.

Qin Ming didn't give it to it immediately, but instead pointed to a small, faded plastic ring that had somehow become wrapped around its tail.

The little turtle paused for a moment, seemingly not understanding.

Qin Ming casually pulled it off, waved the plastic ring in front of the little turtle, and then handed it the pig liver in his hand.

It opened its big mouth and started eating. After finishing, it looked longingly at the food, wanting more, but Qin Ming wouldn't give it to it again.

Seeing that the senior black turtle had started digging in the soil again, it was stunned for a moment, looked back at its empty tail, and then swam away leisurely.

With a good start, things will go smoothly from there.

Although there were a few who were either not very bright, or rather, too bright and tried to dine and dash, the overall direction was still developing in the direction Qin Ming had envisioned.

Meanwhile, Ge Wei was still racking his brains trying to catch a turtle. He finally managed to catch one, only to be bitten hard. He struggled to shake it off for a while, but luckily he was used to being bitten and knew how to handle it. He looked around with a self-deprecating smile, looking for the next one...

Suddenly, his gaze froze.

Before Qin Ming stood several turtles that he had been searching for, which were behaving obediently and without flinching. They were practically lining up!

Ge Wei: ? ! !

What's going on? Isn't he the professional?