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

Little Fatty was almost about to call for his boss. He was now racking his brains, wondering if he had done anything wrong.

Oh, he just saw the big butterfly, so he didn't have time to react yet. What a close call!

As for the butterfly's strength, even if the boss came, whether he could be of any help is not a question for Little Fatty to consider.

The little fat boy's domineering aura vanished, and he even became a little shy. "Black Hole is the youngest in my family, so it's only right that I take care of him."

Mengyu hovered gracefully in mid-air, her six slender legs swaying slightly as she tapped her tentacles. "That's good. The little black hole is still small, and the scales on his body shouldn't be used up too much, otherwise he won't feel safe. You guardians of the young butterflies should also keep that in mind."

Little Fatty thought about what he had done yesterday, the day before, and the day before that, scratched his paws, and said, "..."

Mengyu seemed to see through his guilty conscience, and a gentle light flashed in her compound eyes. "I was just so excited to see such a promising junior that I couldn't help but say a few more words. You know, among us butterflies, individuals like Black Hole are one in a hundred years."

Mengyu originally lived in the wild and had a group. He was very strong and quite old. In addition, butterflies have a short growth cycle, so he had actually welcomed and sent off many promising young butterflies.

In the wild, the competition for survival among butterflies is fierce, and less than 30% can live to adulthood. Mengyu's clan was once the master of a sea of ​​flowers. As the clan elder, he taught countless young butterflies how to collect nectar, how to fight, and how to avoid predators.

But he had never seen anything like a black hole before. Despite its weak strength, not even having stabilized at the first level, its aura was inexplicably pleasing to the butterfly.

It was an indescribable attraction, as if the black hole exuded a special aura that made the butterflies that approached it want to take care of it and protect it.

Although they are not related by blood, or even of the same lineage, he just wanted to give the good stuff to the black hole so that the little black hole could grow healthily.

It was for this reason that he somewhat presumptuously shared the food and extended an invitation yesterday.

In fact, in the social etiquette of butterflies, it is quite impolite for a young butterfly to touch another butterfly without being introduced, but Mengyu just couldn't suppress her concern for her junior.

This is a large butterfly that considers itself an elder and truly has no ill intentions. Little Fatty has made his assessment.

So, his courage, which had almost vanished from fright, returned a little. "May I ask what your strength is, senior?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Little Fatty regretted it a little—directly asking about strength in the world of spirit pets is actually a bit presumptuous, especially when it comes to high-level beings.

Unexpectedly, Meng Yu answered frankly, "Peak of the seventh rank."

Its wings fluttered gently, creating a soft breeze carrying a faint floral fragrance and a sense of antiquity.

Fatty: ! Peak Seventh Rank!

This person could be a visiting professor at Azure Dragon Academy!

It should be noted that most of the instructors' spirit pets in the academy are only at the fifth or sixth rank, and the seventh rank is already a strategic-level existence.

No wonder he couldn't sense Meng Yu's movements at all.

Meng Yu seemed to notice Xiao Pang's shock, and her attitude was very kind. "It's just a matter of years of accumulation, and it's nothing to mention. I've lived for three hundred years, and this level of cultivation is merely a gift of time."

Little Fatty smacked his lips twice, filled with envy and jealousy, and couldn't find the words to reply.

Three hundred years! He didn't even live a fraction of that time!

The gap was too big, so he decided to change the subject to one he was more familiar with: "I heard that you shared a lot of delicious food with the black hole yesterday. I wonder if there is any left. I am good at farming, so maybe I can improve the black hole's diet."

When Xiao Pang said this, he was a little proud. He might not be able to speak for other aspects, but when it comes to farming and food, he is a professional.

Hearing that it was for the good of the little black hole, Mengyu naturally didn't mind and shared it in detail.

"What I gave the black hole yesterday was mainly of two kinds: morning dew and nectar, collected from flowers that have been exposed to the first ray of sunlight."

Moonlight alfalfa powder needs to be collected on the night of a full moon to retain the essence of the moon.

Mengyu knew them all like the back of her hand; they were all rare and precious items.

Little Fatty's eyes lit up as he listened. He accepted all offers, carefully evaluated them, and earnestly discussed them. "Perhaps I can try to collect morning dew honey."

"Moonlight alfalfa powder is a bit difficult to obtain, but if we have moonstone fragments containing rich moon power as a medium, we might be able to increase the yield."

Meng Yu was taken aback. As he pondered, he realized that it was actually quite feasible. He was surprised by Xiao Pang's sharp thinking in the field of breeding.

They talked about everything from nectar to spores, from soil improvement to climate simulation. Before they knew it, the sun was setting and the sky was tinged with orange-red hues.

Little Fatty estimated that he would probably have a hard time using black hole scales anymore—those things have so many uses and are hard to replace.

So we have to put more effort into their diet, making sure the black holes eat well so they can grow faster, and naturally increase their scale production, right?

With this in mind, Little Fatty became even more respectful to Meng Yu. "Senior, may I visit you regularly to learn about aquaculture? Of course, I will bring Black Hole with me."

Mengyu's whiskers trembled with pleasure. "Of course you're welcome. I'd also like to see more of the little black hole; his growth path must be quite unique. I'm really looking forward to it."

The two agreed on a time for their next meeting. Mengyu gracefully flapped her wings and transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the darkening sky.

Little Fatty breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling a great weight lifted off his shoulders. Facing the pressure of a peak seventh-tier cultivator was no joke.

……

As evening fell, Chen Zhen, the mentor leading the exchange, was organizing materials for tomorrow's exchange competition when he suddenly sensed that his spirit pet had returned.

The Dreamy Rainbow Butterfly named Mengyu was one he tamed during a wilderness training exercise fifteen years ago.

At the time, Mengyu's tribe was attacked by a group of poachers. Chen Zhen happened to be passing by and repelled the poachers, but Mengyu's tribe had already suffered heavy casualties.

Out of gratitude, the severely injured Meng Yu signed a contract with Chen Zhen and became his partner.

Therefore, Mengyu also retained the habit of outdoor activities, often going out alone to relax, and Chen Zhen never restricted her. High-level spirit pets need freedom; this is a basic respect for the contract.

However, something was strange today. The magnificent butterfly waved its antennae in front of the mentor, conveying a clear message.

"You're replenishing your inventory?" Chen Zhen looked up, adjusted his glasses, and asked, "Didn't we just buy a six-month supply last month? How come it's all gone so quickly?"

Mengyu's wings glowed faintly, conveying fragmented messages such as "sharing," "juniors," and "potential."

Chen Zhen pondered for a moment before he understood, "You found some promising young butterflies and shared your food reserves?"

He shook his head helplessly, "Although I found Master Huang, I'm not sure I can order it right away. You should use it sparingly."

Despite saying that, Chen Zhen didn't think too much about it. Meng Yu had lived for three hundred years, so it was perfectly normal for her to have her own social circles and quirks.

He was just worried that the inventory wouldn't keep up.

"Speaking of which, tomorrow will be a tough battle for He Fuke. Qin Ming from their academy is quite something."

"Furthermore, the supply chain behind the Tricolor Mantis Shrimp has vanished without a trace, as if it appeared out of thin air! It's truly bizarre!"

Chen Zhen spread the documents on the table, which contained detailed information about the battles and investigations.

Mengyu landed lightly beside the documents, her compound eyes reflecting everything, lost in thought.

After a moment, he gave his opinion.

"What! You're interested in the mystery supplier?"

"You even suggested bringing Qin Ming over? For reverse communication?"

The increasingly explosive news plunged Professor Chen Zhen into a long silence.

He really needs to think about this carefully.