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

"Meow, have you brought enough sweet grass for the cat?" The Shadow Cat nimbly leaped onto a low wall, its amber pupils narrowing into slits in the dim light as it warily scanned the alley behind it.

"Everything's ready. Are you sure you've completely shaken off those people?" Liu Xiaochuan leaned against the cold brick wall, breathing slightly heavily, his hand tightly clutching a bulging points storage card.

"Relax, a cat's reaction speed is seven times that of a human." The Shadowcat flicked its tail, its tone carrying the nonchalant air typical of felines. "Besides, they're tracking 'Liu Xiaochuan's scent and spiritual energy traces,' not 'a Shadowcat passing by.' The skill's duration lasts for a minute and a half, enough time for us to circle around to the safe zone."

Liu Xiaochuan was no fool who dared to set up such a temporary betting booth next to the martial arts arena. His Shadow-Patterned Cat possessed a rare skill called [Mimicry Shadow], which could perfectly mimic its master's aura and psionic characteristics for a short period of time, like a shadow clone.

With good teamwork and skillful technique, they can easily escape unscathed.

Of course, this isn't something they're born with. They need regular training, and ideally, real-world drills, to identify and address any weaknesses.

So even though the inspiration for today's incident came from others, I had already mentally rehearsed the plan for safely evacuating from the crowd and avoiding risks many times.

Opportunity favors the prepared mind, and he happened to be well-prepared.

"Meow, that junior named Qin Ming," the Shadow-Patterned Cat licked its paw and asked casually, "Should we still share his 'profits'?"

Liu Xiaochuan's expression instantly became quite interesting, a mixture of conflict and heartache.

He opened the virtual interface of his points card to check his account entries.

When the string of numbers, which was much longer than he had expected, came into view, his eyes widened and his breathing quickened.

"Holy crap... I've struck gold!" he exclaimed, his voice trembling with excitement. "So many people bet on the other favorites! Sure enough, upsets are the most profitable! This... this is pure gold!"

"Meow," the Shadow Cat's tone was calm, but the tip of its tail twitched happily. "So, shall we place the order for the latest starry sky cat tree, the 'Blue Star Secret Realm' flavored dried fish, the premium spirit wood paw balm, and the enhanced fish oil capsules?"

The ecstatic smile on Liu Xiaochuan's face froze instantly, and a chill ran through his heart.

He silently calculated the profits from earlier, then subtracted the expensive "essential items" on the Shadowcat list...

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his gaze began to wander.

"Ahem... well, about junior Qin Ming..." he began with difficulty, trying to find the right words, "You see, he was absolutely dominant on the field just now, stealing the spotlight and winning honors and applause, which in itself is a priceless gain!"

"Besides, a genius of his caliber probably doesn't care about these few points... He might have already forgotten about our little 'cooperation,' or he might not have taken it seriously at all..."

The shadowy cat listened quietly, its amber eyes reflecting its owner's increasingly guilty face.

"So..." Liu Xiaochuan gritted his teeth and made a crucial decision, "How about... we just let it go? Let's pretend it never happened? After all, we were the ones who manipulated the market, took the risks, and cleverly escaped in the end... right?"

The shadow-patterned cat didn't answer, but slowly continued licking its paws until every hair was shiny, before gracefully jumping down from the low wall, walking to Liu Xiaochuan's feet, and rubbing its head against his trouser leg.

"Meow, I understand." His reply was calm and even. "You are a Spirit Master, it's your decision."

Liu Xiaochuan breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, the small sense of smugness that rose in his heart from defaulting on the debt was quickly replaced by an inexplicable unease.

He shook his head, attributing it to nervousness from "doing this for the first time."

"Let's go, let's leave this place first, we'll talk about it when we get back." He put away the points card and prepared to leave the hidden alley with Shadowcat.

……

The final scores for the challenge area of ​​the martial arts arena have been determined.

When Qin Ming led Xiao Bao out of the cubicle, the outcome was already a foregone conclusion.

At the top of the huge light screen, Qin Ming's name was at the top of the list, followed by a long string of dazzling S and S+ ratings, with his total score leading by a wide margin.

The other challengers who persevered to the end, although also quite strong, were clearly affected by the terrifying "Glassy Spirit Carp" battle, and their mentality and rhythm were not able to reach their best level again.

Once the gap widens, and the leader remains steadfast and makes no mistakes, the outcome is already decided.

"Gah! Congratulations, little brother Xiaobao, on your great success!" Keda was the first to flap its wings and fly over, carefully patting Xiaobao's head with the tip of its wing, its tone full of pride.

"Well done." Cang Xuan stepped forward slowly, his snow-white head lowered slightly, his wolf eyes filled with clear approval. He gently touched Xiao Bao's head with the tip of his nose, a high-level etiquette for wolves to express friendliness and acceptance.

Little Bao, who had never received such "high-level" treatment before, was so excited that his face turned red, and his black bean eyes shone brightly. He puffed out his little chest and tried to keep his voice from trembling: "I...I performed normally! I...I didn't embarrass everyone!"

Despite saying that, his eyes, which were narrowed into two crescent slits with a smile, and his constantly trembling beard, had already betrayed his inner ecstasy and pride.

Qin Ming watched this heartwarming scene with a smile, a feeling of warmth welling up inside him. Xiao Bao's growth and brilliance filled him with genuine joy.

However, this warmth was soon shattered by an untimely voice.

"Hmm," Little Fatty slowly crawled over, pawing at Qin Ming's shoes with his paws, a subtle expression on his round face. "Boss, Turtle has some bad news and some good news. Which do you want to hear first?"

Qin Ming: "...?"

A sense of foreboding crossed his mind.

His gaze quickly swept around, and he keenly noticed that the gazes cast by the remaining onlookers were somewhat complicated.

Envy and admiration exist, but the proportion of resentment, doubt, and even hidden anger mixed in seems to be increasing.

Some whispers drifted into my ears, and I could vaguely hear words like "betting odds," "shady dealings," and "running away."

After meeting several clearly hostile gazes, the other party not only did not look away, but instead raised their chin provocatively.

Qin Ming didn't want to guess anymore; he needed to handle the problem efficiently.

"Just say it," Qin Ming said succinctly.

"The bad news is," Little Fatty said in a low voice, speaking unusually quickly, "your temporary partner ran away ten minutes ago when outnumbered."

"There are a lot of 'victims' who can't find him now, and they're quite resentful, and... it seems like they're taking their anger out on you." He pointed discreetly with his paw.

Qin Ming: "..."

He focused on the challenge on stage, and the questions became increasingly difficult as the competition progressed. He needed to concentrate all his energy on cooperating with Xiaobao, so he naturally wouldn't pay attention to the discussions and movements of the audience.

But taking his anger out on others? He wasn't too worried about any trouble that might arise openly; the academy rules weren't just for show.

His strength is not something to be trifled with.

But this feeling of being dragged into something for no reason is always unpleasant.

"And what's the good news?" Qin Ming asked patiently.

The chubby boy narrowed his eyes, a hint of smugness flashing across his face: "The tortoise knows which way they ran~"

Qin Ming raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"

Having managed to escape from a group of desperate, highly skilled senior students, Qin Ming was certain that Liu Xiaochuan possessed some special abilities. And how did Little Fatty manage to track him down?

"You have quite the foresight, well done!" Qin Ming praised, which was an unexpected delight.

Little Fatty snorted smugly, raised his head, and began to impart his "exclusive technique": "That patterned cat smells like the special 'dried fish' sold by the turtle!"

"Although it's very faint, turtles are known for their noses that are excellent at identifying seafood! That cat was probably a loyal customer, and out of respect for its devoted customer, the turtle left a little... mark."

He spoke subtly, but Qin Ming's lips twitched slightly. He was unsure whether to praise him for his "flexible" business acumen or remind him to be mindful of business ethics.

"Aww," Cang Xuan calmly added from the side, "After receiving the information and scent characteristics from Little Fatty, I also confirmed the location at the same time, and it can be confirmed that it is correct."

Qin Ming's thoughts were pulled back, and the unpleasantness he felt from being implicated was now overshadowed by the pride of "my spirit beast is amazing".

He flexed his wrists, and his eyes sharpened.

"Then what are we waiting for?" He smirked, "Let's go, let's have a good chat with that 'temporary partner'!"