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

Zhao Lie was stunned. He hadn't expected that the students of the Magic City Academy were so obsessed with "eating" that it had even given rise to a corresponding competitive culture.

This was completely beyond his usual understanding of college life, but on second thought, it didn't seem so bad...

The intensity of the training increased without affecting the training efficiency.

From the perspective of aspiring chef, this is such a wonderful stage!

"Therefore, we speculate that Chef Huang's reason for coming to the Shanghai Academy... is likely not just because the other party offered a high price or provided rare ingredients."

More importantly, because there is an atmosphere and market here that is difficult to replicate.

His culinary skills were showcased and recognized to their fullest potential here; this sense of accomplishment and influence is an irresistible temptation!

The room fell silent upon this conclusion.

What was originally a simple task has become complicated and out of control.

In a tense silence, Chen Zhen, the instructor leading the team, came out from the inner room.

His face held the composure befitting an elder, and he spoke in a calm voice:

"Cheer up, everyone. The situation at Shanghai Academy must be a recent change, most likely related to a breakthrough in one of their research projects."

However, the potential of such a large-scale supply of spiritual food should not be underestimated in the long run.

The mentor's words were like the sun breaking through the clouds, invigorating everyone.

"Yeah, right!" one student exclaimed, clapping his hands in frustration. "If only we had brought a few students with support skills or career aspirations! We could have easily sneaked in for further training and learned the techniques!"

Professor Chen nodded slightly: "It's not too late to realize it now. Their secrecy and exclusion of outsiders show that the technological barrier does exist and is extremely valuable."

We stumbled upon a glimpse of it today by sheer chance.

The next key points are: first, to maintain composure and not lose your composure or let the opponent's temporary advantage affect your mindset; second, to try to figure out the source of this "Tricolor Mantis Shrimp" and even the entire supply system behind it.

If it's confirmed to be a replicable technological breakthrough, then we need to consider whether it's possible to import it through formal channels, or try to send people over to learn and exchange ideas.

A change in mindset acts like a lubricant, revitalizing the previously depressing atmosphere.

The mission has been elevated from a simple "search for people" to a higher level of "technical reconnaissance and assessment," making it seem like a whole new level of sophistication.

Seeing that morale had recovered somewhat, Zhao Lie pressed on and steered the conversation back to the more pressing reality: "This matter needs to be considered in the long run. Right now, the most important thing is the formal exchange match the day after tomorrow!"

Today at the martial arts arena, we suffered a minor setback, but it wasn't necessarily a bad thing. At least it showed us that the Magic City Academy lives up to its reputation and exposed some of our weaknesses. Moving forward, we must carefully plan our strategy and absolutely avoid being caught off guard like we were today!

"Yes!" the crowd responded in unison, their fighting spirit rekindled.

However, a sharp and unavoidable question was eventually brought to the forefront.

Wang Gang glanced at He Fuke, who was sitting in the corner, his face still somewhat pale, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "He Fuke, that Qin Ming you fought today... if you were to meet him again in the official exchange match, how confident would you be?"

This question caused a slight pause in the atmosphere of the room.

Just as the Magic City Academy was unwilling to let senior students fight He Fuke to avoid giving others cause for criticism, now that Qin Ming has been confirmed to be a freshman, the Azure Dragon Academy is also facing the pressure of "peer competition".

He Fuke's victory or defeat, to some extent, represents the face of the new generation of Canglong Academy.

As a result, everyone's attention turned to He Fuke.

He Fuke slowly raised his head. The crimson in his eyes had faded, but the remaining sharpness and suppressed anger were still there.

He didn't answer immediately, remaining silent for a few seconds before his voice became hoarse, "Of course I'm confident."

He explained in a slow, deliberate manner, "That turtle, although its defense is extremely strong, is not without its limits; otherwise, it wouldn't have needed to dodge in the end."

"As for his final dodge..." A cold glint flashed in He Fuke's eyes, "No matter what tricks he used, now that I know about this ability, I won't give him another chance next time."

Yun Jiao is not without locking or area-restricting skills, but it was in a hurry today and did not use them.

Next time, I'll make arrangements in advance, restrict his movements, and force him into a direct confrontation; the outcome will then be uncertain!

His analysis was calm and objective, carrying a sense of growth through reflection after defeat, which drew praise from both Zhao Lie and his mentor, Professor Chen.

These are the qualities that future leaders should possess.

"Very good," Instructor Chen affirmed. "To be able to analyze it like this shows that you didn't fight in vain. Remember this feeling; Qin Ming on the other side is no simple opponent either, so you can't be careless anymore."

"Yes, mentor," He Fuke replied, bowing his head again, but his clenched fists showed that he was not at peace.

……

As evening fell, the kitchen of the third canteen at Shanghai University quieted down after a busy day and began its final cleaning and tidying up.

With a soft "poof," ripples appeared in mid-air, and the chubby, round figure materialized out of thin air in the kitchen.

Chef Liu, who was taking stock of today's food consumption and preparing ingredients for tomorrow, was already used to it. He didn't even turn his head, knowing who it was.

With a smile on his face, he wiped his hands and walked over. "Hey, Little Fatty's here? We really owe a lot to the three-colored mantis shrimp you provided today. The results are even better than expected! The sales figures just came out. Here's your profit-sharing details. Take a look."

He handed over a spirit card, on which flashed a considerable sum of money.

"Should we follow the usual procedure and help you exchange them for living spiritual materials and resources?"

"Hmm~" Little Fatty shook his head and refused, "Turtle needs props, anything to save its life, attack, or control it. Price doesn't matter, the key is that they have to be effective. Today really scared Turtle to death!"

Chef Liu: "...?"

He glanced at the chubby boy's figure, which was heavier than a millstone, and then thought about his unpredictable spatial teleportation. He couldn't understand who was so stubborn as to insist on taking on this tough nut.

Chef Liu's expression was too easy to read, and Little Fatty got anxious, slapping the floor with his front paws.

"You'll believe me! If it weren't for the tortoise's cleverness, you wouldn't be seeing it today!"

Is this still available?

Chef Liu's expression instantly turned serious. Little Fatty was now his "golden supplier" and "source of inspiration."

Although there were some conflicts at the beginning, they became friends after the fight, and now he regards her as a promising junior.

And if something happens to Little Fatty, the supplier, wouldn't all his workouts have been for nothing?

"What exactly is the situation? Who is the other party?" Chef Liu asked seriously.

"Hmm, it seems like they were from some academy in the north who came for an exchange. The boss was there too, but their eyes were bloodshot, which was kind of scary!" Little Fatty recalled.

Northern College? Exchange student?

Liu Zhenhai understood; the factions in the north did indeed prefer large-scale, sweeping battles.

There's no such thing as a good or bad fighting style, but it's unacceptable if it threatens Little Fatty.

Liu Zhenhai patted his chest, "Don't underestimate me just because I'm a cook. Over the years, I've traveled all over the country collecting rare ingredients, and I've accumulated quite a few good stuff. You wait here, I'll go rummage through the storeroom!"

As he spoke, he turned and walked towards a safe deep inside the kitchen that required special spirit runes to unlock.

Little Fatty quickly followed, his eyes filled with anticipation.