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

The chubby boy, who was watching all this, suddenly froze. A faint white light flashed across his body. Although the light was fleeting, it signified the completion of a certain transformation.

When he opened his eyes again, they were even brighter and more spirited. He flicked his tail and slid quickly to Qin Ming, tilting his head back, his voice filled with barely suppressed pride:

"Hey, boss! Thanks to Turtle's diligent efforts, day and night, and dedicated training—" He deliberately used several impressive-sounding words he'd learned from Keda, "Turtle just leveled up!"

As he spoke, the chubby boy shook his head and tried to show off his "grown bigger and stronger" body, as if afraid that others wouldn't notice the subtle changes if they used his rounded initial shape as a reference.

Qin Ming rested his chin on his hand, looking at him thoughtfully.

At noon, the giant, oversized crystal spirit carp, with its tender flesh and abundant spiritual energy, was almost entirely consumed by Little Fatty.

He and Keda only took a few symbolic bites, after all, it was Xiaopang's "patient meal" and "reward for his merits".

Based on the speed at which spirit beasts digest and absorb high-energy ingredients, it should be around this time that Little Fatty should advance to the next level.

Therefore, Qin Ming found it difficult to truly agree with the string of adjectives used by Xiao Pang, such as "diligent and hardworking, working day and night".

He maintained a smile on his face, but silently let those words go in one ear and out the other—just to protect the little guy's sense of accomplishment.

However, Little Fatty's high-profile display of his level-up in front of the Spirit Master clearly aroused the competitive spirit of the other friends in the room.

"Quack," Dada cleared his throat, flapped his wings, and flew from the eaves to the edge of the coffee table. "Speaking of leveling up... on the day of the skill demonstration and the black hole's help, Dada felt inexplicably clear-headed and his thoughts were particularly sharp. Later that night, he thought about it and leveled up that very day."

He scratched his head with the tip of his wing and added, "But the duck didn't specifically say so. After all, it's not a major evolutionary leap. Ducks need to be low-key, steady, and responsible."

Even so, there was a clear gleam in those beady eyes that said, "Look, I'm amazing too."

The chubby boy, who had been shaking his head, paused. He stretched his neck in the direction he could reach, and carefully examined his companion whom he spent every day with.

Since they live together every day, unless it's a breakthrough of a multiple of ten levels or an evolution of life form, these gradual, subtle breakthroughs in spiritual energy and minor adjustments in body size are not easily noticed unless one witnesses them on the spot.

Keda's feathers seemed to have a more lustrous sheen, the edges of its beak had a faint metallic sheen, and its eyes... had always been lively.

Cang Xuan, who had been crouching quietly in the shadows by the window, raised his head slightly at this moment.

"Ah," he said in a steady voice, yet clearly, "the day I helped the black hole cultivate the 'Multicolored Black' series of spiritual plants, I also gained some insights. Later, after digesting what I learned, I advanced."

Qin Ming nodded repeatedly: "I know about this."

He remembered that day when the black hole successfully evolved in the strangely colored spiritual plant thicket that Cang Xuan had carefully cultivated. The radiance of its wings during the transformation was dazzling and attracted almost everyone's attention.

Compared to Cangxuan's upgrade, the light was indeed not that dazzling, and with one event after another following, he simply offered a congratulatory message.

However, it was precisely because I saw Cangxuan's research results with my own eyes (although the aesthetics were questionable) that they did indeed provide substantial help for the evolution of my companions.

Qin Ming later changed his attitude and supported Cang Xuan in continuing his "Multicolored Black" planting experiment.

Otherwise, he wouldn't want to see those kinds of spiritual plants that challenge the limits of human color perception in his home for even a second longer—they're too irritating to the eyes.

At this moment, Little Fatty, realizing that his advancement speed was not only not ahead of others at home, but might even be one of the latest, was completely stunned.

His round face was filled with disbelief: the turtle had clearly devoted so much time and stomach capacity to the business of making rice! This shouldn't be happening!

His beady eyes darted around as he began to carefully consider Keda and Cangxuan's remarks.

On the day of the skill demonstration... the black hole helped...

The day I cultivated the colorful black spirit plant...

Little Fatty suddenly noticed a subtle commonality: Keda and Cangxuan's advancement seemed to have... benefited from a bit of the black hole powder?

Although it may only be a final push, a little help before things naturally fall into place, Little Fatty still cares about this "help"!

His gaze changed instantly, shifting from a blank stare to a complex mix of realization and grievance.

His gaze had involuntarily focused on Qin Ming's fingertips. There, the black hole lingered, its dark blue butterfly wings appearing even more dim in the night, far less radiant than during the day.

This...it's obvious that we're running low on stock!

How could it be gone? What will happen to his share?

Little Fatty's mind raced. Oh, I remember now!

For the sake of the mutation research of the Bodhi Leaf, Black Hole was surrounded by Cang Xuan and himself in the afternoon, contributing an entire crystal tube of scale powder!

And that precious powder, after being discarded and used... could be considered to have ended up in his own stomach, since it was used on the land he cultivated within his space.

As for whether the mutated Bodhi leaf, once it matures and is given to Cang Xuan, will further accelerate Cang Xuan's growth, perhaps even allowing him to surpass him...

Little Fatty hadn't considered such a long-term problem that required a certain amount of reasoning yet.

At this moment, only one reassuring conclusion swirled in his little mind: it seems that everyone has used the black hole's powder, and no one has been left behind.

A slight smile played on his lips as he nodded to himself—not bad, this new underling was quite considerate, showing no favoritism.

Although the scrutinizing gaze was quickly moved away, the black hole that had been quietly resting on Qin Ming's fingertip still sensed something, and his delicate butterfly wings trembled almost imperceptibly.

Clearly... the feeling of being recognized and accepted should be something to be happy about.

But why does my body feel inexplicably empty? It's really empty, even more so than when I'm hungry or haven't eaten enough!

The black hole's tiny compound eye reflected the warm light in the room, as well as the figures of its companions—some smug, some calm, some shrewd—while its mind was filled with many questions.

However, he also realized that his scale powder seemed to be quite useful, and everyone liked it.

As the sole "producer," he is currently in a state of supply shortage, and thinking about this, he felt a sweet... pressure.

At this moment, the black butterfly, which had previously suffered from loss of appetite several times, silently made up its mind: from now on, it would work even harder to eat every day!