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

After exchanging a few words with Saint Deer, Qin Ming temporarily put aside his worries about Fire Kirin and took his leave to head to the academy's library.

The interior was softly lit, filled with the mixed scent of old paper and faint spiritual ink. The towering bookshelves seemed to reach the dome, with runes faintly flowing on them.

He explained his purpose to a small, scroll-shaped book spirit that was floating in the air, emitting a soft white light—he wanted to consult detailed information about the spirit beast skill "Domination".

The little book spirit's light flickered a few times, as if it were searching through a vast database.

A moment later, it swayed gently, and a soft stream of information flowed directly into Qin Ming's sea of ​​consciousness, transforming into clear and orderly images and text.

The data confirmed Qin Ming's previous impression.

The "Domination" skill is indeed a standard feature of wild-type overlord spirit beasts.

Spirit beasts possessing this skill receive a special boost to their spiritual realm. Research indicates that the potential upper limit of such spirit beasts and their subsequent evolutionary possibilities are often significantly higher than those of ordinary individuals of the same species.

Therefore, for spirit masters who aspire to tame spirit beasts in the wild, encountering and successfully contracting a spirit beast with the "Domination" skill is undoubtedly a dream come true.

Qin Ming also checked the official forum, and the evaluation of this kind of spirit beast was indeed that it was difficult to encounter and tame, but there was no other problem.

Seeing this, Qin Ming subconsciously considered his own companions: Cang Xuan possessed the "Wolf King's Majesty"; Little Fatty and Keda were even newly minted "Commanders"...

Leader-level skills seemed to have become a wholesale commodity for his spirit beasts. Even Qin Ming felt a little uneasy about the sheer number of them, fearing that someone might notice something amiss.

Fortunately, the information included a note at the end stating that a very small number of exceptionally gifted spirit beasts may have inherited bloodlines. This gave Qin Ming a plausible excuse; if he were discovered, he could simply lie about it.

With a complex mix of pride and worry, Qin Ming thanked the little book spirit and slowly walked out of the library.

Before the warm afternoon sun could even reach me, a slightly hurried, panting voice came from behind.

"Wait! Isn't that Qin Ming over there? Please wait a moment!"

Qin Ming turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing the gray robe commonly worn by researchers at the academy, with slightly gray hair and crystal glasses on his nose, jogging over, his forehead still covered in fine sweat.

He looked somewhat familiar; he seemed to be one of the researchers in the project team. What was his name again? Qin Ming quickly searched his memory.

"Researcher Li?" Qin Ming stopped and greeted him politely.

"Yes, yes, it's me." Old Li ran over, adjusting his slipped glasses. "...May I have a word with you in private?"

The library should not be noisy, and it's best not to make any noise at the entrance either.

Qin Ming guessed that they were going to talk about black holes, and since he was also curious about the latest developments, he nodded in agreement.

The two left the main road and turned into a relatively quiet corridor.

Old Li was still not at ease, so he took out a palm-sized array plate from his pocket and activated it. A layer of almost invisible transparent light membrane enveloped a small area around the two of them, isolating the sound from being transmitted.

After finishing all this, Old Li finally breathed a sigh of relief, but his brows furrowed again as he looked at Qin Ming: "Qin Ming, you were in charge of the initial cultivation of 'Black Hole,' and you know his situation best. Our project team... has encountered some trouble."

He paused, carefully choosing his words, "'Black Hole'... has been having a poor appetite lately, and his condition isn't as active as before. We've gone through all the previous breeding records, especially the details of the period when he first mutated and grew rapidly, and we feel like we might have missed something crucial."

"So we'd like to ask you, as someone who experienced it firsthand, to go and take another look, and help us recall if there are any special needs or preferences that we might have missed?"

"Loss of appetite?" Qin Ming's eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.

Special needs? Preferences?

The scene from back then instantly flashed through his mind: the Holy Deer, with its top-notch strength and experience, meticulously blended the most suitable "nectar," and then added its own golden light of merit...

That kind of treatment was like a "Manchu Han Imperial Feast" plus a "divine blessing" in the world of spirit beasts.

If we put ourselves in their shoes, it would be perfectly normal for any sentient being who has tasted such "exquisite flavor" to experience a loss of appetite and interest in ordinary delicacies for a period of time when they return to them.

Qin Ming knew exactly what was going on, but he couldn't say it directly.

Although the existence of the sacred deer was not a top secret, he did not want to be too conspicuous and attract unnecessary attention and trouble.

He maintained a show of concern and asked in a calm tone, "Besides poor appetite and a somewhat listless state of mind, is the energy flow within the 'Black Hole' still stable?"

Has his skill with Lucky Scales improved? Or has anything changed?

Seeing Qin Ming's calm reaction, and even his inquiry about his energy level and skill mastery rather than his surprise at the appetite issue, Old Li felt even more anxious.

He adjusted his glasses and replied, "The energy monitoring is stable, with no signs of disorder, and my control over the lucky pollen is becoming increasingly proficient... but those aren't the main points!"

With the stubbornness and dedication characteristic of researchers, he emphasized, "He refuses to eat properly! We specially requested and allocated several kinds of rare, highly spiritual plant pollens and special honeydew!"

"I dare say that even normal spirit beasts cannot resist this kind of energy that nourishes the body and mind!"

But what about the 'black hole'? It takes a sniff, a couple of bites, and then flies away listlessly, landing on the leaf in a daze!

"This...this shouldn't be happening!"

Old Li's description was so detailed that Qin Ming's lips twitched.

Those so-called high-end goods, compared to the special supply personally prepared by the Holy Deer and imbued with the aura of merit, are probably nothing more than bland soup...

Qin Ming silently grumbled to himself, raised his hand to rub his temples, feeling helpless.

Old Li was still complaining, his words full of confusion and heartache that "his precious child is in trouble": "Qin Ming, think about it carefully again. When he evolved and transformed, apart from the basic culture medium and environmental settings recorded in the records, did he really not come into contact with anything... anything special?"

"Or, have you used any unique, perhaps undocumented, methods of comforting or communicating?"

The researchers were indeed astute; their predictions were entirely correct. Qin Ming looked at Old Li's anxious face and weighed the options in his mind.

To be honest, the solution to this problem lies with the person who caused it. The simplest solution is to have Saint Deer take another look, perhaps make some minor adjustments to the "recipe," or provide some "psychological counseling."

But should we offer up the sacred deer?

Can the project team summon an eighth-tier spirit beast?

It's highly unlikely.

Even if they arrange the connection themselves, it's not really appropriate, because the project team can't afford Saint Deer's appearance fee. If he does this work for free, whose favor is that?

Qin Ming fell into a brief moment of contemplation, but seeing is believing, so he decided to go and see what was going on with the black hole before making any plans.