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

After finishing his meal, Qin Ming greeted Zeng Gui'an and rested outside.

It's called the outer room, but it's actually a small partition room next to the main room. There's a wooden bed, an old-fashioned desk, and Zeng Gui'an's middle school award certificates are pasted on the wall.

Qin Ming lay down, and the wooden plank bed creaked, but it wasn't uncomfortable at all; it was much more comfortable than camping in the wild.

This place is, after all, a small town with no powerful figures, so Qin Ming is not worried that the fluctuations of his aura heading to Blue Star will be discovered by outsiders.

He figured to outsiders it would just look like he'd taken a nap. Zeng Gui'an was currently tending to his father, his mind entirely on the sickbed, and wouldn't have noticed anything amiss.

Close your eyes and concentrate, communicate with the spirit control space in your sea of ​​consciousness. It is a void like the beginning of chaos, where several spirit beasts each occupy a corner, their auras connected yet independent of each other.

I telepathically reminded the little fat guy in the Spirit Control Space to get ready, and when I opened my eyes again, I was already on Blue Star.

The familiar room, the familiar computer desk, and the hustle and bustle of the night market and the aroma of barbecue coming from outside the window.

Qin Ming took a deep breath, feeling as if he had been transported to another world.

Qin Ming silently kept track of the money he owed Xiao Pang for vegetables, having already paid it back once.

A protest immediately echoed in his mind: "Ugh, it's half a trip! This is a one-way trip!"

Qin Ming: "...Alright then."

There was no other way; ever since he found out he inexplicably owed Little Fatty a huge debt of tens of thousands of shrimp, Qin Ming had started keeping track of the debt.

Qin Ming had no idea how the three or five shrimp he casually picked up could turn into an debt of tens of thousands.

After some haggling with Xiaopang, the huge bill was forcibly invalidated due to its age and lack of timely notification.

From then on, Qin Ming developed the good habit of keeping accounts, otherwise he was afraid that Xiao Pang's account book would not have enough space.

Qin Ming summoned Keda, Xiaopang, and Cangxuan.

Keda habitually landed on the windowsill, while Little Fatty directly occupied Qin Ming's coffee table; Cang Xuan sat upright at the door, majestic and imposing, like a door god.

"Everyone, remember that if you find any animals with potential on Earth, be sure to bring them to me so I can see them," Qin Ming said, looking at the three spirit beasts.

In fact, he had noticed and summarized the animals with potential on Earth, and they were generally outstanding among their kind—for example, Cangxuan, a wolf king who ruled the mountains and forests; and Xiaopang, the bully of the tortoise community, who could eat a lot and grew very fast...

In short, these kinds of animals would be living quite comfortably in the wild, so it wouldn't be Qin Ming's place to rescue them, gain emotional ties, and then naturally take them away from Earth.

After realizing that Little Fatty's space contained spiritual energy that could interrupt the transition between time and space, Qin Ming decided to collect it on Blue Star.

But perhaps Qin Ming wasn't in a hurry enough, and this good fortune never seemed to favor him.

Keda has gathered a large army of birds, from sparrows to magpies to crows to doves, which hold a meeting outside Qin Ming's window every day, chattering and making a headache.

But even after personally screening several rounds, he still couldn't find one with outstanding talent.

Among the forest liaison group convened by Cang Xuan, there was a tiger in excellent condition.

But it was a fully grown Siberian tiger, with a powerful physique and sharp eyes. Cang Xuan negotiated with it three times before it finally agreed to "see this human."

Qin Ming brought top-grade beef to pay his respects, but his heart sank upon meeting the king of the forest. The king lived a life of unparalleled ease, with his territory spanning tens of square kilometers. He had groups of tigers, and whenever he wanted meat, he could simply roar and prey would come to him.

Qin Ming simply couldn't offer anything to lure it away. Or rather, although its spiritual energy was excellent, it wasn't willing to give up its freedom as a price.

Finally, the tiger swung its tail and left, taking away the delicious beef before it left, but it didn't even leave any contact information.

And Little Fatty's turtle and tortoise intelligence team is even more impressive.

Little Fatty often went to the river to talk to various turtles and tortoises, and would take notes when he came back, although Qin Ming couldn't understand a single word of those notes.

However, Qin Ming knew that the crocodiles under his command were of good quality, huge in size, and had sharp teeth.

But unexpectedly, it turned out to be timid and attached to its home, what a waste of its huge size! In addition, its role in the water terrace for young turtles was irreplaceable, so Qin Ming had no choice but to give up.

There are also Little Fatty's big fish friends, all of whom are quite talented and intelligent, but given the size and appetite of whales, Qin Ming can't imagine who would dare to keep them.

The Magic City Academy does have a Spirit Lake, but the deepest part of that lake is only thirty meters deep, not even enough for someone to turn over a few times.

Not to mention the tons of krill he had to eat every day, Qin Ming thought to himself that he might as well give himself a break.

So, after arranging the tasks for several spirit beasts for the next day, Qin Ming stayed at home, turned on his computer, and tried to feed the spirit of the formation on the computer with his recently improved formation skills.

On the screen, the semi-transparent array model slowly rotated. Qin Ming adjusted a few parameters, and the model flashed with light and began to evolve automatically.

This is his latest algorithm, which can simulate the growth process of some formations under different spiritual energy environments.

Keda peeked over, then turned away, showing no interest in such things. Little Fatty was already fast asleep, his belly rising and falling. Only Cangxuan remained, his gaze deep, seemingly keeping him company.

Qin Ming was staring at the screen when his phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at the caller ID—Officer Mu.

Since the last cat-finding incident, the crime rate in the entire city has decreased for quite some time, leaving Qin Ming with no opportunity to use his skills.

Although Qin Ming was somewhat tempted by Xiao Bao's suggestion to go and play with the big, silly guy, Officer Mu, he couldn't bear to do it after looking through the other guy's WeChat Moments.

Officer Mu's latest post on WeChat Moments: Working overtime until this late, treating myself to a bowl of instant noodles. The accompanying picture shows a bowl of instant noodles with a thick stack of case files next to it.

Scrolling back further: It's 3 a.m. again. I want to get a dog, but I don't have time to walk it.

Further on: I was chased by a dog while on duty, so it's not a good day to go to work.

Just looking at all this, Qin Ming felt that Officer Mu was already miserable enough. If Xiao Bao were to cause him further distress by submitting reports riddled with loopholes, he might just break down!

So he never expected that even after he let Officer Mu go, the other party would still call.

"Consultant Qin, are you free recently? We would like to borrow your dog."

Qin Ming was stunned for a moment. A dog?

He glanced at Cang Xuan subconsciously, and Cang Xuan looked back at him, his gaze calm, but his tail twitched slightly.

"Are you free? But dog?...Cangxuan?" Qin Ming asked tentatively.

Cang Xuan's portrayal was superb; from his appearance to his demeanor, he perfectly embodied a majestic dog.

During his several encounters with Officer Mu and his team, he was praised for being "intelligent," "understanding," and "highly obedient," and no one ever doubted his true identity. But Qin Ming still inexplicably felt guilty and lowered his voice.

"Yes," Officer Mu said urgently, "We recently uncovered an underground dogfighting case and suspect there are illegal activities involved. But to get inside, it's best to have a strong, stable dog companion."

Actually, it's not that no one in their team owns a dog, but unfortunately, neither Siberian Huskies nor Border Collies are very reliable in terms of intelligence.

Officer Mu continued explaining, "Because the incident happened so suddenly, it was too late to request specialized dogs. Everyone then remembered Consultant Qin, your Cangxuan—powerful, intelligent, calm, and incredibly perceptive. As soon as we mentioned him, everyone felt he was the most suitable choice!"

Qin Ming thought to himself, Cang Xuan was a king who had ruled an entire wolf pack, what was a mere dogfighting arena to him?

But he didn't say anything and patiently listened to all the details.

"...In short, please rest assured, we will protect its safety." Officer Mu solemnly assured him at the end.

Qin Ming wasn't worried about Cang Xuan's safety at all; he just felt it was a bit sudden and thought it best to ask Cang Xuan's opinion again.

"I understand, I'll think about it," Qin Ming replied. "Also, who do you plan to send? How about we come over tomorrow to work out with Cang Xuan? Let's get to know each other first, so we don't run into any problems with our coordination later."

Although there was no explicit reply, at this point, it's essentially a statement.

Officer Mu was overjoyed and said, "That's wonderful! I'll have my teammates go over tomorrow, is that convenient?"

"convenient."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Ming looked at Cang Xuan.

Cang Xuan remained seated, his gaze calm, but his ears twitched, clearly indicating that he had heard the whole thing.

"What do you think?" Qin Ming asked.

Cang Xuan stood up, walked over to Qin Ming, and nuzzled his hand with his head. The meaning was clear: I'll listen to you.

Qin Ming smiled and ruffled the hair on his head. "Okay, let's meet tomorrow. If you think it's okay, we'll help you with this."

Cang Xuan nodded, which was considered an agreement.