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

Senior, didn't your attitude change a bit too quickly? Just now you were earnestly advising newbies to be cautious, but as soon as you recognized me, you instantly became a fanatical supporter of "pro player carrying you"?

Qin Ming's speechless expression seemed to give the other person some kind of "inspiration," and the senior immediately gave him a bright "I understand" look.

The next moment, he turned and strode towards the crowd, cleared his throat, and, adopting a street vendor's tone, shouted loudly:

"Come on! Take a look! The next round of high-difficulty perception challenge is about to begin. It's a rare opportunity, don't miss it!"

Are you confident in your abilities or judgment? Let's take a gamble—for the thrill!!

Qin Ming: "...?"

He had a very, very bad feeling. Also, which senior student started this kind of "unofficial betting" scheme? Is it allowed by school rules?

He stood still, his gaze following the senior who had suddenly transformed into the "bookmaker".

Sure enough, a few students who looked like upperclassmen with a slightly unruly demeanor gathered around with great interest, whispering among themselves and pulling out points cards or something else.

Their gazes toward the challenge zone were filled with assessment and calculation, but clearly, the more likely "winner" in their minds was not Qin Ming, the freshman who had just arrived and brought along a "harmless" lab rat.

Qin Ming's lips twitched slightly as he reflected on whether his attire was appropriate and whether it was necessary to wear a mask and hat temporarily, while watching the "gambling game" seemingly operating quite well.

Just then, a familiar, glossy-furred cat with elegant and silent steps walked through the crowd and came straight to Qin Ming's feet.

He raised his head, his amber cat eyes revealing a hint of the cunning unique to spirit beasts. He gently placed a neatly folded piece of paper he was carrying in his mouth next to Qin Ming's shoe, then meowed, flicked his tail, and turned to run lightly back to his master.

Qin Ming bent down, picked up the note, and unfolded it. Several lines of flowing, elegant handwriting were on it:

[This is just a small betting odds post, meant to amuse you.]

[The profits are split 50/50; you soar high, and I'll just get a small share.]

[—Your loyal temporary agent, Liu Xiaochuan]

Looking up, the senior student named Liu Xiaochuan was busy behind his "thriving business" stall, and when he took a moment, he gave Qin Ming a look that said, "I know your strength, I believe you will win, let's cooperate and achieve a win-win situation."

Qin Ming: "..."

He clutched the note, his feelings a jumbled mix. Was this senior, Liu, acting a little too decisively?

If only this business acumen and adaptability were used for good, wouldn't it be wonderful? But then again... this doesn't seem so bad either, since there's a high probability of extra profits?

Qin Ming silently put the note into his pocket, sighing inwardly, and then lowered his head to chat with Xiao Bao through the contract, adjusting his state of mind.

"How are you, Xiao Bao? Still nervous?" he asked softly.

The little baby on my shoulder scratched its face with its tiny paws, conveying a mix of trepidation and eagerness: "Eek, a little... but the mouse is ready!"

"Don't worry," Qin Ming encouraged with a smile, "The amount of reading you've done in the library in the past two weeks is equivalent to what a normal spirit beast accumulates throughout their entire university years! Knowledge is power, and you have plenty of power now."

"Eek... What about the abnormal ones?" Xiao Bao was a cautious mouse, and he knew that there were quite a few "abnormal" players in his own team.

"This isn't normal..." Qin Ming glanced at the chubby boy lying on the ground out of the corner of his eye, a smile playing on his lips. He secretly transmitted his voice, "Look at the chubby boy, his knowledge of 'eating' and 'raising' is probably unfathomable. But if you ask him to clearly convey information like 'the distribution characteristics of the aura on the abdomen of the 'Glassy Spirit Carp' during its gestation period'... I can probably only get the three words 'fish, fat, delicious'."

"Pfft—" Xiao Bao was amused by the vivid metaphor, and his tense emotions relaxed a lot. He even secretly covered his mouth with his paw and laughed.

The chubby boy, who was not far away, seemed to sense something, scratched his suddenly itchy nose, and looked up blankly: "Huh?" Who's talking about turtles?

Time flew by amidst the banter and jokes.

A notification came over the loudspeaker: "Challenger Qin Ming, number D-17, please proceed to challenge compartment number 3 with your spirit beast to prepare."

"It's our turn." Qin Ming took a deep breath and patted Xiao Bao on the shoulder.

Amidst Keda's "Gah! Go for it!", Cangxuan's calm gaze, Xiaopang's belated "Steady Rat Brother!", and the few encouraging phosphorescent rays scattered by the black hole's slight flapping wings, Qin Ming led Xiaobao towards the challenge area.

He naturally chose the advanced difficulty level—the randomized complex perception challenge.

This means that Xiao Bao may be exposed to a variety of mixed information such as smells, sounds, and touches in the cubicle, and some of them may even be useless or distracting information. He needs to make his own judgments and complete the identification or transmission within a limited time.

The door to the cubicle closed slowly after Xiao Bao entered, and Qin Ming stood at the answering table outside the cubicle.

"Hey, boss, can you hear me? The rat is ready." Xiao Bao's clear and steady voice came through.

"I understand, and I'm ready on my end as well," Qin Ming replied, his gaze falling on the blank answer screen in front of him.

First question, let's begin.

Inside the cubicle, a special psionic device activated. Xiao Bao's little nose twitched rapidly, his ears perked up alertly, and his body tensed slightly.

"Eek!" His telepathic transmission carried a hint of fear. "There's a fierce roar and a terrifying aura; it seems to be a raging bear-like spirit beast! This is a warning: 'Danger! Do not linger! Leave immediately!'"

A beast's roar? A terrifying aura? A danger warning?

Qin Ming's mind raced through relevant knowledge. The ability to leave such a complex sensory imprint could indeed be a deterrent mark left by a powerful spirit beast with a strong sense of territory…

But considering Xiao Bao's courage, he hesitated for a moment, but still chose to believe Xiao Bao and answered with his original words.

The countdown is over in ten seconds.

The host's booming voice rang out: "Time's up! Challengers, please show your question boards!"

Qin Ming looked up at the display screen in front of the other challenger next to him.

That classmate's spirit beast was a hound with a keen sense of smell, and it was also transmitted through a contract.

The other person wore a confident smile, and the sign on the board read in large characters: "WeChat available, grab a bucket of soybean oil, come quick!"

Qin Ming: "...?"

The classmate also looked over, his gaze sweeping over the serious sentence on Qin Ming's question board: "Danger, do not linger, leave immediately." He paused for a moment, then burst out laughing, his eyes carrying a teasing look that said, "Brother, your imagination isn't big enough."

However, before his smile could fully bloom, the host's voice rang out again, tinged with a strange, suppressed laugh:

"Now, the correct answer will be revealed—"

"The first composite sample is: a simulation of the territorial boundary markings of the 'Groundbreaker Bear', with the following characteristics: scent: secretions from the bear's glands; sound: a recorded intimidating growl of the bear; and texture: a simulation of the roughness and slight vibration of the edges of the bear's claw marks."

"Question tests your ability to identify common warning signs for high-risk spirit beast territories."

"Correct answer determination: Qin Ming, the answer is correct, the information extraction completeness is 92%, the score is A."

"Wang, your answer... uh, 'I have WeChat, I'm here to collect a bucket of soybean oil, come quickly,' is incorrect. Eliminated."

The smile on Wang's face froze instantly. His complexion turned from red to green, then from green to white at a visible speed. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he could only awkwardly grab his things and hurriedly leave amidst the scattered suppressed laughter around him.

Qin Ming suppressed the urge to smile, watched the other person leave, and then calmly looked at the host, waiting for the next question.

At the edge of the stands, Liu Xiaochuan, the temporary bookmaker, saw Qin Ming easily win his first match and his eyes lit up even more. He flipped through his notebook, which was recording the points, very quickly.