Qin Ming pondered silently, secretly relieved that Little Fatty had recently developed a habit of mimicry, and that turtles were relatively common among aquatic spirit beasts.

Even though the little guy's attitude changed drastically upon hearing "seafood feast," he didn't stand out in the bustling arena where spirit beasts were excited.

"Woo woo woo!" The chubby boy made an ambiguous humming sound as he tried to push forward in the crowd, craning his neck to look at the reward details and physical display pictures scrolling on the light screen behind the information desk.

"Little Fatty," Qin Ming asked with amusement through the contract, "you've changed your mind and want to participate now. How come you wavered so easily?"

To everyone's surprise, the chubby boy turned his head, his eyes full of confusion: "Hmm? What does Turtle want to participate in? Turtle didn't intend to change his mind."

His self-righteous manner made it seem as if he wasn't the one who had been pushing the most enthusiastically just moments before.

Then why were you rushing forward so excitedly? Qin Ming was even more puzzled.

"Boss, look at this!" Little Fatty pointed at the pictures on the screen with his paw. "These fish, these shrimp, these shellfish, they're really not well-raised! They look listless, their scales aren't shiny enough, and even the shrimp whiskers look lifeless... A month ago, the turtle might have hesitated, but now it wouldn't even look at them!"

Qin Ming: "..."

He looked closely and realized that the so-called "Frost-Patterned Spirit Fish", "Lightning Shrimp", and "Moonlight Rice Cracker" displayed on the screen did indeed seem to be a bit "miniature".

It's possible that my taste has been spoiled by the plump, sturdy, and radiant "specially supplied aquatic products" in Xiaopang's space lately, and now everything seems underdeveloped and lacks plumpness.

He began to doubt his own aesthetic sense, wondering if he had been influenced by Little Fatty.

Qin Ming, who was dreaming of returning to the Tang Dynasty, slapped his forehead and looked around before realizing that Keda and Cangxuan had also discovered this long ago thanks to their extraordinary eyesight.

Keda had already abandoned its high-spirited demeanor and was now idly preening the downy feathers under its wings with its beak, its eyes conveying a sense of "That's all?"

Cang Xuan resumed his composed squatting posture, his eyes calm and unwavering, showing no interest in the "not good enough" reward on the stage.

Their fighting spirit was high even before the battle began, which contrasted sharply with the other students and spirit beasts below the stage who were making a ruckus, queuing up enthusiastically to sign up, and drooling over the reward list.

It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Once you get used to good things, who would still care about these "trash fare"?

Little Fatty was still muttering to himself, adopting the picky demeanor of a "fishery expert": "These varieties are all on the academy contribution point exchange list, and the items themselves are quite good..."

"But isn't the person in charge of raising them a bit incompetent? Fish, shrimp, and shellfish aren't just considered well-raised if they're alive! You have to look at their appearance! Their vitality! The amount of spiritual energy they possess!"

Qin Ming listened silently to his spirit beast's "profound" words, and suddenly felt that what he said... seemed to make some sense?

Seeing that the participants were not very enthusiastic, and given the long queue, it seemed like it would be a while before it was their turn.

"Do you still want to participate in this project?" Qin Ming asked for everyone's opinion. "Or should we go and explore other areas first? The training ground is quite large, and there are many different kinds of events."

"Okay, next." Cang Xuan stated simply.

"Okay, I agree." Keda nodded.

"Hmm, let's find a sunny spot." The chubby boy yawned.

The opinions were surprisingly unanimous.

Qin Ming then led his team away from the noisy area and headed deeper into the training ground.

Just as he had thought, the "showcase project" that had become exceptionally popular due to the change in rewards was merely a facade project; the training ground contained many other different types of challenges and training facilities.

After walking for a while, Qin Ming's gaze was drawn to a relatively quiet area ahead, which was surrounded by a large crowd. There were no sounds of fierce fighting there; instead, it seemed quite orderly, and the clear explanations of the organizer could be faintly heard.

As he approached, he saw a prominent rule explanation sign hanging outside the venue:

[A Challenge of Perception and Teamwork]

The specific rules are as follows:

When a spirit beast enters the assessment area, it will come into contact with a scent, a sound, or a tactile material provided by a generator.

The spirit beast must use its keen senses to try to identify the object described in the prompt.

If the information can be identified, the answer should be directly given to the spirit master outside the compartment. If the information cannot be identified, the perceived characteristics, such as the layers of scent, the frequency of sound, and the texture of materials, should be transmitted to the spirit master outside the compartment in their entirety through a contract link or other means.

The spirit master will write down their judgment on the answer board based on the information conveyed by the spirit beast.

A correct answer earns points, with additional bonus points awarded based on recognition speed and the completeness of information transmission.

Qin Ming read it carefully, and a look of understanding flashed in his eyes.

In wilderness exploration or actual combat, spirit beasts often use their naturally more acute senses of smell, hearing, and touch to sense potential dangers, hidden resources, or key information before the spirit master can detect them.

However, the things these primal perceptions point to are things that the spirit master may have learned about in illustrations and books, but the spirit beasts cannot understand them due to a lack of cognition.

Therefore, making spirit beasts aware of this "cognitive difference" and establishing an efficient and accurate information transmission mechanism is an important part of improving teamwork and survival capabilities.

In a gamified way, players can train their spirit beasts' perception accuracy, information processing ability, and tacit understanding with their spirit masters while having fun.

This little game, which tests teamwork and information processing, is indeed thoughtfully designed.

The world is full of countless things, and few spirit beasts are born with inherited memories, enabling them to recognize many things without a teacher.

Moreover, for the vast majority of spirit masters, such spirit beasts are extremely rare and hard to come by.

Even spirit beasts with extremely high potential are often not so "reliable" in their infancy.

Qin Ming understood the deeper meaning behind the game, but in the end, wasn't it just a test of teamwork, plus the spirit beast's own "intelligence" or "knowledge reserves"?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt... that his family seemed to have a "professionally matched" candidate for this project.

He slowly turned his gaze to his shoulder.

Just moments ago, Xiao Bao was trembling and clinging tightly to his clothes in the battle zone, but now he was no longer trembling at all.

The platinum-colored treasure-hunting mouse had straightened its little body at some point, its pair of black bean eyes staring intently at the rules card, its little paws rhythmically rubbing its furry cheeks, as if it were doing some kind of warm-up preparation, or perhaps a habitual action when thinking.

Qin Ming suddenly remembered that while Keda, Cangxuan, and the other main battle spirit beasts were busy cultivating and improving their combat power, Xiaobao hadn't been idle either.

He had accompanied Qin Ming to the Treasure Pavilion and heard Qin Ming introduce those strange and wonderful treasures; he had also squatted countless times in the corner of the bookshelf or by the table in the library while Qin Ming was looking up information, listening to Qin Ming softly recite those records and looking at those illustrations depicting thousands of strange things.

Initially, the lack of a written language did indeed slow things down. But this little guy is definitely the first one under Qin Ming's command who loves learning so much.

In just over a month, with astonishing enthusiasm and memory, he "speed-read" the introductions to treasures, spiritual materials, and rare items in the basic area of ​​the library.

As for reading and understanding human text? That's just the most basic stuff.

That's why he understood the detailed rules perfectly without Qin Ming having to repeat or explain them!

Before Qin Ming could even ask, Xiao Bao turned his head, tilted his little face up, and his bright black eyes sparkled with eagerness. He then clearly let out a "squeak"!

The voice wasn't loud, but it was filled with determination and confidence—"The mouse wants to try!"

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