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

Cang Xuan, who was following behind, skillfully took down one patrol team after another.

Although it's called "knocking them out," the method is actually quite gentle; it simply puts those people into a "just right" state of unconsciousness.

As the first patrol turned around, Cangxuan sprang out of the shadows, slamming its front paws down on the back of the neck with such force that the two burly men collapsed to the ground before they could even utter a sound.

Cang Xuan dragged them into an abandoned room, making sure they didn't obstruct the route.

The second round was copied exactly, and the third round of patrol teams couldn't fit everything in the room.

So when they reached the corner, Cang Xuan leaped down from the ventilation duct above, delivering another precise strike.

He even had time to adjust their positions so they looked more like they were asleep against the wall.

Cang Xuan's movements were fluid and efficient, without any unnecessary actions. As for the degree of his attacks, Qin Ming had given him instructions.

Then he pricked up his ears and listened carefully until he was sure there were no more footsteps in the corridor before nodding with a hint of lingering satisfaction.

After stretching his neck, accompanied by a slight cracking sound from his bones, Cang Xuan was preparing to find a comfortable corner to lie down and rest.

I heard Chen Feng say in my left ear, "I have one minute left..."

The old cat's voice reached my right ear: "You can't unlock this lock! Get out of here!"

Cang Xuan: "…………"

He looked up at the hidden camera in the corner of the wall; the small red light was flashing, indicating that it was still working.

Looking back in the direction he had come from, he saw the patrolmen who had been "taken down" lying quietly in various corners.

Remain silent for a few seconds.

Cang Xuan strode forward with heavy steps, exuding a sense of resentment that "wolves don't want to work but have no choice but to come" and "this team is hard to manage."

Of course, every now and then he would pretend to sniff, as if he was trying to track Chen Feng's whereabouts.

Acting skills need to be on point.

……

Meanwhile, inside the command vehicle.

Xiao Zhou was examining the few minutes of surveillance footage repeatedly, trying to find out what was going on.

A three-wheeled patrol team of six people simply "disappeared" in the corridor?

He brought up the surveillance footage, slowed it down, and repeatedly dragged the progress bar.

But there was no fighting, no struggle, and no suspicious figures. They simply vanished into thin air.

Xiao Zhou rubbed his eyes and then his temples.

This unscientific.

He was about to slow down the footage tenfold for a closer look when he glanced at the monitor screen and suddenly froze.

A shadow.

At the entrance of the infirmary.

But this shadow is too short... wait, four legs? And a tail?

It turned out to be a dog.

Xiao Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.

wrong!

He suddenly leaned closer to the screen and zoomed in.

This dog... doesn't it look a bit like the one Chen Feng just locked up?

Xiao Zhou: "…………"

He stared intently at the screen, watching the dog sit quietly by the door of the infirmary, occasionally wagging its tail, leisurely and content.

Since no one else appeared in the surveillance footage, and the true identity of the dog at the gate was too intriguing, Xiao Zhou did not inform Chen Feng immediately.

He now has a bold guess.

The guess was too far-fetched, so far-fetched that he needed more evidence to verify it.

His fingers flew across the keyboard, breaking through more permissions and accessing more cameras—at the end of the corridor, around the corner, at the door of the storage room…

The scene unfolds little by little.

The "disappeared" patrolman was now lying quietly in the corner, his posture peaceful and his breathing steady, as if he were asleep.

Xiao Zhou's pupils suddenly contracted.

Slow down the surveillance footage at the corner, and then slow it down again; you can indeed see a dark shadow flash by.

It moved so fast that its outline was almost indistinguishable, but one could vaguely make out that it was shorter than a human and had four legs.

Xiao Zhou took a deep breath and pulled up another frame from a different time point to verify.

……

Inside the medical room.

The lock-breaking duo is still locked in a stalemate.

Old Cat pleaded earnestly, "Go back. Since the rescue team will be here soon, you shouldn't risk your life alone. As long as you're alive, you can always make a comeback. If you die too, who will collect my body?"

Chen Feng rolled his eyes, not even listening. He was squatting in front of the handcuffs, using the jaws of a multi-tool to clamp the lock cylinder and prying it open with all his might.

Old Cat continued nagging, "Seriously, you haven't figured out how to solve this solid lock! It's not worth risking your life with me here! Go back and wait for the main force to arrive. We can coordinate from the inside and outside. Wouldn't that be better than you going around blindly trying to figure things out all by yourself?"

Chen Feng was trying to pull off a miracle and didn't have time to reply.

His face was turning blue, veins were bulging on his forehead, and the muscles in his arms were taut, making him look like a fully drawn bow.

A bang.

Before Chen Feng could even smile, he looked down and saw that the rust on the lock had been broken off.

The lock cylinder was completely undamaged, gleaming brightly, as if mocking his incompetence.

"Don't push me! I can do it." Chen Feng panted heavily, stubbornly clamping the lock cylinder again.

"I'm talking to you! Did you hear me?" he said, emphasizing the situation.

When Chen Feng looked up and realized that the old cat was sitting right in front of him, with the lock on its hand still locked, he didn't get it off.

The force that pushed him came from behind.

A chill ran down my back, my hair stood on end, and my neck went numb.

His body reacted faster than his brain, retreating abruptly while simultaneously turning around, his hands instinctively assuming a defensive stance—

"who!?"

Then he froze.

A familiar face, four legs, and a tail.

Amber-gold eyes were calmly looking at him.

"Yo, Cangxuan." Chen Feng's alert stance froze in mid-air, a comical smile appearing on his face.

and many more.

wrong.

"Cang Xuan! How did you get here? Didn't I lock you in?!"

Before he could even dry the cold sweat on his body, Chen Feng started feeling goosebumps all over again.

So many strange things happened today.

First, the patrol team mysteriously disappeared, and then Cang Xuan appeared in places he shouldn't have been...

His mind was a jumbled mess, with countless question marks popping up like bubbles.

Seeing that the person had finally gotten up and made way, Cang Xuan ignored the two people's shocked looks and squeezed straight in.

He looked down at the handcuffs—made of high-quality steel with a solid lock cylinder; they were indeed a tough nut to crack.

Then open your mouth.

It wasn't a bite; it was just a light touch on the lock cylinder with its teeth.

bang.

The lock is broken.

Clean and crisp, as if it were not refined steel, but a crispy biscuit.

The fracture surface is smooth as a mirror, without any trace of twisting or deformation.

Old Cat: !?

Chen Feng: ! ! ? ?

The infirmary was so quiet that you could hear the ticking of the clock on the wall.

The old cat looked down at its freed wrists, then looked up at the dog elegantly licking its paws. It opened and closed its mouth, but didn't make a sound.

Chen Feng's mind completely went blank at that moment.

He suddenly remembered what Advisor Qin had said: "Cangxuan's combat strength is not weak."

But is this what you call not weak?

This is what you call not weak?!