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

The group from Canglong Academy who went to search for information in the various canteens originally planned to divide the work in detail and prepare to conduct a "carpet search" of more than a dozen canteens of all sizes according to the academy map, making sure not a single one was missed.

They changed into civilian clothes, toned down the fierce and outward aura of northern students, and blended into the crowds coming and going in the evening, so they were not particularly conspicuous.

However, plans can't keep up with changes.

As soon as they reached the main road connecting the living and teaching areas, they realized something was wrong—

Students walked in twos and threes along the road, their steps hurried, but their expressions carried an indescribable excitement and eagerness, and many of them were muttering to themselves.

The group subconsciously slowed their pace and pricked up their ears.

"Hurry, hurry! If you're too late, they'll be gone!"

"How many are available today?"

"I heard the results this time were even better than last time! That guy from the combat department next door who was stuck for three months, he only ate two servings and..."

"Stop talking! Hurry up! Third cafeteria!"

The keyword "Third Canteen" stirred up ripples in the hearts of several Canglong students, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

They exchanged a glance and saw the same guess in each other's eyes.

The group, who had originally planned to split up, exchanged quick glances. Sun Yu, who was in charge, nodded slightly, and the group tacitly changed direction, merging into the increasingly fast-moving crowd and heading straight for the repeatedly mentioned third canteen.

The closer you get to the third canteen, the more "spectacular" the scene becomes on the way.

At first, it was just a few people, then it became groups of three or five, and later it was like attending some major celebration, with people pouring out from all the side streets and converging into a growing torrent, all heading in the same direction.

As they turned the last corner, the sight that came into view made Sun Yu and his companions stop in their tracks instantly.

Outside the modern-looking building of the Third Canteen, a long, winding line stretched out from the entrance, extending nearly a hundred meters along the sidewalk and even making a turn.

The crowd in line was shoulder to shoulder, each person's face filled with anticipation, their eyes glancing towards the cafeteria entrance every now and then.

They were all too familiar with this feeling of overcrowding, eager anticipation, and supply falling short of demand!

It was exactly the same scene as when Chef Huang launched "Dragon Tendon Stewed with Snow Ginseng" or opened the cellar of newly brewed spirit wine at their academy!

A complex and indescribable emotion welled up in their hearts.

What's even more complicated than finding the target is that the grand scene that should have been outside the Azure Dragon Academy's own cafeteria has now changed locations, and the people queuing up are now "other people's children".

"Let's split up and inquire."

Sun Yu suppressed the feeling in his heart that he couldn't quite describe—whether it was anger or bitterness—and gave the order in a low voice.

The group quickly dispersed, trying to blend into the crowd to gather information.

Zhou Ming approached a bespectacled boy at the end of the line who seemed approachable, forcing a friendly smile: "Excuse me, what are you all queuing up for? It looks so lively."

Upon hearing this, the boy turned his head, adjusted his glasses, looked Zhou Ming up and down, then rolled his eyes and gave him a knowing look, lowering his voice mysteriously as he said, "Work out, get an egg."

Zhou Ming: "…………"

I don't believe you for a second! This excuse for eliminating dissidents is so flimsy! You didn't even bother to put on an act?

On the other side, Wu Hao, a student from the Azure Dragon Academy, tried to use his height and strength to squeeze into the middle of the line. At the same time, he said seriously to the shorter student blocking his way, "Excuse me, please make way. My instructor asked me to go in and take care of something urgent."

The shorter student, instead of moving aside after being shoved, shoved Wu Hao hard with his shoulder and rolled his eyes: "Friend, come up with a fresh excuse!"

Wu Hao: ?

"Excuses like 'My supervisor has an emergency,' 'I have a stomachache and need to cut in line,' or 'I'm buying this for my girlfriend'... those are outdated! Get in line!"

Wu Hao: "..."

He wanted to argue, but several students in line ahead of him turned around at the sound of his voice, their eyes all fixed on him. Although they didn't say anything, their unfriendly looks, as if to say "Try cutting in line," made him feel intimidated.

He quickly assessed the situation of being outnumbered and had no choice but to retreat.

After several attempts, whether by "outsmarting" or "forcibly attacking," they all returned empty-handed.

They casually strolled and mingled at the edge of the crowd, quickly exchanging glances. Each of them wore a similar expression of frustration, disbelief, and a hint of defeat at being "strictly guarded."

"The students at these Shanghai academies are far too wary!" Zhou Ming complained in a low voice.

"The key question is, what exactly are they robbing? Why are they making such a fuss?" Wu Hao frowned.

Sun Yu looked at the long line that was still slowly inching forward, and then glanced at the crowd that was still gathering around him. "Don't worry about that for now, just get in first."

—If you don't join the team soon, the line will get even longer.

So, a few elite exchange students from the Northern Azure Dragon Academy, with mixed feelings, obediently walked to the very end of the line and became part of this devoutly waiting army.

They had barely stood still, and before they could even observe their surroundings or consider their next move, a rather clever-looking boy standing in front of them suddenly turned around and struck up a conversation:

"Hey students, you look unfamiliar. Where are you from? You're not from our college, are you?"

The question was direct and asked with certainty, clearly indicating that the speaker had assumed the students were not from the school.

Sun Yu and his companions were all taken aback, as they thought their disguise was quite convincing.

—The clothes were changed to common styles bought from shops near the college in Shanghai, the accent was imitated as much as possible to mimic a southern accent, and the eyes were made frank and not unfocused...

Where exactly did the flaw appear?

Seeing their slightly stiff expressions, he chuckled, pointed to his own eyes, and then pointed to the other people in line around him: "Your eyes! There's something wrong with your eyes! They look like you're here with 'investigation,' 'curiosity,' and even a bit of 'resentment.'"

He gestured to the students in front and behind him, who, though anxious, had devout eyes and even a hint of happy anticipation, saying, "We're lining up to 'invite' our precious child, so we should be filled with gratitude!"

"Your eyes are too dry, not moist enough, not sincere enough!"

Sun Yu and the others: "…………"

Their mouths twitched collectively.

They all seem to have been "robbed," and this place might be preparing their college's signature dish, yet they're expected to be grateful? With such pious eyes?

What the hell is all this?!

Seeing that they remained silent and their expressions were poorly controlled, a chubby boy next to Li Xiao also came over, stroking his chin as if deep in thought:

"Now it seems, not only are his eyes off him, but his movements are also strange, and he can't answer questions... Something's wrong! Something's very wrong!"

In the eyes of those who have been fighting wits and courage against scalpers, proxy queueers, and students from other schools who are spying on them for years, Sun Yu and his group of unfamiliar faces who were looking around, looking conflicted, and even trying to cut in line were too conspicuous.

People have an exceptionally good memory when it comes to defending their "right to buy food"!

Although only two people have approached to speak, the crowd around them, which had been whispering, suddenly fell silent and their ears perked up. What else could they be but eavesdropping and watching?

Outnumbered and outgunned, stay calm! Stay calm! Sun Yu repeated this to himself twice, struggling to control his expression: "We... just heard there are good things here, so we came here out of curiosity."

"You've come because you've heard so much about us?" They exchanged a glance, and the fat man chuckled. "Then you've come to the right place!"

Perhaps realizing he couldn't fool these "students from other schools," he stopped trying to hide it.

"It's alright to tell you. This is a brand new product just developed by the Third Canteen—'Three-Colored Mantis Shrimp'! It was personally prepared by Chef Liu and Chef Huang!"

"As for the effects... hehe, it is said that it can simultaneously nourish blood and qi, temper muscles and bones, and even slightly purify spiritual energy!"

Such a remarkable spiritual meal, made through the combined efforts of fellow disciples, is truly a remarkable story!

"Tricolor Mantis Shrimp"...

Master Liu, Master Huang...

Fellow disciples join forces...

Each word was like a small hammer, striking the hearts of Sun Yu and the others.

Upon hearing the exact name "Master Huang," my last shred of hope vanished. My expectations had come true!

Several people felt a pang of pain in their hearts, and their faces darkened.

Is this still considered a good story?

They took a deep breath, felt a tightness in their chest, and couldn't swallow!