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

"Hmm, boss, based on my years of experience raising turtles, it's a good thing they've grown so big and strong! It means they're being raised well!"

I don't know what exactly they discussed on the balcony with their friends, but Xiao Pang was clearly much more confident.

He trotted back into the house, tilted his head back, and reported the conclusions of the "expert consultation" to Qin Ming, his round eyes gleaming with the smug light of "Turtle is indeed a genius."

Qin Ming exited the query interface, turned around and stroked the little fat boy's smooth head, smiling as he agreed, "Yeah, I agree with that. Mutation isn't necessarily a bad thing; sometimes it's an opportunity for evolution."

He paused, his tone becoming more serious: "However, it is special after all, and there is only one case, with no backup or control group."

You still need to pay close attention to any changes in him. If there are any abnormalities, not just in his growth, but also in energy fluctuations, the state of the surrounding spiritual soil, or even if the spirit fish responsible for caring for him exhibit any unusual behavior, you must inform us immediately.

"Hmm, boss, don't worry," the chubby little paw slapped the floor with a muffled "bang bang," "Turtle has already instructed the fish to take turns watering and caring for them, and Keda has helped set up a reward and punishment system for mutual supervision! Cangxuan has also said he will be responsible for all the data!"

So, Fatty, are you going to become a hands-off boss? Qin Ming rubbed his temples, shook his head, and didn't want to talk anymore.

The dormitory quieted down. The sky outside the window gradually changed from bright blue to warm orange-red, and the afterglow of the setting sun slanted into the room, casting long shadows on the wooden floor.

This tranquility lasted until the sun had completely set and only a dark purple hue remained on the horizon.

Suddenly, there was a loud knocking on the dormitory door, the rhythm as rapid as a drumbeat.

Qin Ming opened the door and froze.

Standing outside the door was Lao Li, but he looked completely different from the meticulous researcher in the lab during the day, wearing a white coat.

At that moment, he was wearing a faded old jacket, his trouser legs were stained with mud, his hair was messy and sticking up, but his face was flushed with an almost excited red glow, his eyes were bloodshot but his gaze was surprisingly bright.

"Qin Ming! Fantastic news!" Old Li grabbed Qin Ming's shoulder as soon as he entered, his voice trembling with excitement. "Our experimental team, based on the environmental data you provided, has precisely analyzed and replicated the cultivation conditions for similar spiritual plants!"

He spoke rapidly, like a machine gun: "The first batch of 'Shadow Moss' and 'Probability Fern' are growing exceptionally well! Especially the Probability Fern, whose spore germination rate has increased by forty percent! And more importantly—"

Old Li took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, but a smile still crept onto his face: "The black hole is feeding on its own!"

Getting the black hole, this stringent quality inspector, to pass was no easy feat. They revised the cultivation environment countless times, to the point that Old Li still grimaces when he thinks about it now, but thankfully the result was good.

"Congratulations! Congratulations! Then let's look forward to the expansion of the black hole population experiment?" Qin Ming said sincerely.

"Don't worry, we moved several of the listless Black Butterflies—the larvae of the black hole's own kind—into the simulated environment. They've also developed a voracious appetite, and energy fluctuations are rapidly accumulating! Qin Ming, your approach is absolutely correct!"

Qin Ming didn't take excessive credit: "This progress is also due to your hard work and caution."

"Yes, yes," Old Li's eyes still gleamed with the fervor unique to researchers seeing the light at the end of the tunnel. "A large number of black butterfly larvae have been placed in the newly optimized environment, and all monitoring data are currently normal! As long as this trend continues, the first batch of healthy adults will be able to enter the next stage of breeding experiments within a month at most!"

He went on and on about many technical details, such as the soil energy ratio, light cycle control, humidity gradient setting... Qin Ming listened patiently, nodding from time to time.

Finally, Old Li glanced at the time, slapped his forehead, and exclaimed, "Oh dear, I have to go back to the lab! I still have three sets of control data to record tonight!"

After saying that, he turned around and left in a hurry. His clothes flashed at the door, and he disappeared around the next corner.

Qin Ming gazed at his back, which clearly hadn't had a proper rest for many days, yet still moved with a brisk pace, and silently sighed: The physical strength and mental resilience of the spirit masters in this world are truly terrifying.

He closed the door and turned around, only to find that Keda had silently stopped by the wall and was tilting his head to look at him.

"Gah," Keda cleared his throat, his tone unusually hesitant, "Qin Ming, Black Hole said his favorite place will always be home, and no matter how similar those replicas are—he won't be tempted!"

Qin Ming nodded: "Yes, I know that black holes are sentimental."

"But," Keda changed the subject, "he's been really overexerting himself lately. This afternoon, while collecting scales, he said he was fine, but the light on his wings had dimmed. He asked... asked if he could go out and eat something to replenish his strength."

Qin Ming was slightly taken aback.

Keda continued, a hint of shrewdness in her voice: "He even asked the duck if it was okay. The duck, of course, encouraged him to eat out more!"

"The energy from those wild spiritual plants outside is too good to pass up! We can eat them well and even bring some back to supplement our household income!"

Qin Ming: "...?"

His lips twitched slightly, but after thinking about it again, he understood where the black hole's "consumption" came from—in the afternoon, in order to analyze the mutation of the Bodhi Leaf, the black hole was probably surrounded by Little Fatty and Cang Xuan asking for a lot of scale powder.

"Your reply is fine," Qin Ming sighed. "Black holes need to replenish their energy, so it's understandable that they need to go out to find food. But—"

He looked at Keda and said seriously, "His healthy growth is the top priority. Don't exploit him too much, and don't put pressure on him to 'bring something back.' He is our partner, not a tool for production."

Keda blinked his beady eyes and nodded quickly: "Gah, I understand! That's our little brother! Actually, the little brother himself was quite enthusiastic and offered to pack up some 'local specialties' to bring back... but Cangxuan and Ya thought about it and stopped him."

Qin Ming took a deep breath, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

"No need for taking food and drinks," he shook his head. "You did the right thing. Put Black Hole at ease and tell him that he is part of this family, that he can come and go as he pleases, that he doesn't need to please anyone just to stay here, and that he doesn't need to force himself to 'show his value'."

From Keda's few words of retelling, Qin Ming could clearly piece together Black Hole's thoughts: worried that his contribution was not enough, afraid of being thought of as "useless", so he tried every means to prove himself.

This cautiousness made Qin Ming feel uneasy.

Keda understood and nodded solemnly: "Gah, he'll be happy to hear from you. I'll go tell him right away!" He flapped his wings and flew to the balcony.

Qin Ming wondered if it would be more effective for him to speak in person. He walked to the window and gently pushed open the glass door.

On the balcony, the night breeze was slightly cool.

The black hole hovered at the edge of the railing, its dark blue wings shimmering faintly in the moonlight, though they were indeed dimmer than in the afternoon.

Hearing the noise, he turned around, his compound eyes looking at Qin Ming, his whiskers trembling slightly.

Qin Ming walked over and held out his hand, letting it rest on his fingertips.

"Go out for a walk if you want," he said softly, feeling the delicate touch of butterfly legs on his fingertips. "Come back when you're tired. There will always be a place for you at home, and everyone here likes you very much."

The black hole's wings trembled, then opened and closed slightly, scattering a few specks of starlight-like phosphorescent powder. It gently rubbed against Qin Ming's fingertips, reluctant to take flight for a long time.