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

"So, you two aren't planning to fight today?"

After laughing at Zeng Gui'an, Qin Ming began to worry about himself. He looked at Keda and Xiaopang with a headache.

Cang Xuan had just finished four consecutive battles in the afternoon. Although he still had a lot of stamina left due to the peculiar withering and flourishing tactics, he was not in his best condition.

At this point, allowing him to continue playing in pursuit of a winning streak is clearly not the best strategy.

Qin Ming looked at Cang Xuan, who glanced back at him with calm eyes, as if to say, "He can do it anytime."

But Qin Ming shook his head. No, Cang Xuan has already exceeded the mission requirements; we can't keep chasing after just one wolf.

His gaze swept across the line.

The little fat boy didn't move at all; he looked like he was sleeping peacefully.

With such a role model before him, Keda peacefully closed his last eye, completely giving up and no longer bothering to pretend. His fluffy feathers puffed up into a ball, his head tilted to one side in his wing, looking just like a fluffy cotton candy.

Qin Ming: "..."

He silently lowered his gaze and met Xiao Bao's eyes.

In that instant, the light golden flying squirrel wished it could just disappear on the spot.

He helplessly hugged his big tail, buried his little head deep in it, his two little ears drooped, and his eyes were tightly closed, as if he were praying fervently, "You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me."

Qin Ming: "..."

Looking back, he couldn't recall seeing any treasure hunt-type challenges.

This round of competition is entirely combat-oriented; there are no arena battles, qualifying rounds, or challenge matches, and it has absolutely nothing to do with treasure hunting.

Letting Xiaobao go up there is pointless; we can't expect him to use his treasure-hunting talent to find the opponent's weakness, can we? Let's not force it.

Qin Ming sighed, just about to think of other beast choices.

Suddenly, a heavy weight came from my hand.

He looked down and saw that Huo Lin had stood up at some point, its two front paws resting on his chest, its eyes shining as it stared at him, its tail wagging excitedly, clearly eager to try.

Fire Scales? Qin Ming was stunned.

Before he could even say anything, Huo Lin suddenly became interested!?

Qin Ming's lips twitched.

This is bad! This guy is so reckless... With his half-step ninth-level strength, even if it's just a clone, the opponent could easily be killed and evaporate on the spot, with no time to save them.

Furthermore, Huo Lin is not his contracted spirit beast, so it should not pass the entry test.

The processes of verifying identities, confirming contracts, and recording data are all disrupted when an unofficial staff member like Huo Lin stands there; the equipment either alarms, malfunctions, or is violently destroyed.

However, violently destroying the equipment is not acceptable.

Qin Ming shook his head, preparing to press the Fire Scale back down.

Out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

Black hole?

He looked at the little creature dozing on Keda's back. A dark butterfly was quietly perched among Keda's fluffy feathers, occasionally fluttering its wings gently.

Qin Ming blinked, thinking he had misread it.

This is freezing cold. Although it's warmer inside than outside, the temperature is still so low that it makes you shiver.

Zeng Guian accidentally touched the wall just now, and he withdrew his hand as if he had been burned.

Other spirit beasts that were not cold-resistant either retreated into their spirit beast space to hide or cowered away.

Black holes are just sitting on the outside, seemingly quite comfortable?

Qin Ming stared at the black hole for three seconds. The black hole seemed to sense his gaze, gently fluttering its wings, and the faint golden patterns on them glowed slightly, as if warmth emanated from within.

"Ah, ever since that beautiful butterfly shared its nectar with me, I've felt warm all over and I don't feel cold anymore."

The black hole gently floated up, drew a circle in the air, and landed back on Keda's back, its voice filled with a satisfied laziness, as if it were savoring something wonderful.

Qin Ming was taken aback.

A beautiful butterfly?

He had heard of it, but he always thought that the beautiful butterfly was the spirit beast of the senior students, and that it shared food with the black hole out of kinship.

Looking back now...

Something seems off.

Isn't this shared nectar of a slightly higher grade? What kind of nectar would it be to keep a butterfly warm in the freezing cold?

Ordinary butterflies cannot produce this effect.

The butterflies he had seen mostly gathered nectar from flowers, enough for their own consumption, so they didn't bother to share with others.

A treasure of this caliber deserves no reward without contributing something in return...

"The beautiful butterfly you mentioned is..." Qin Ming asked, then suddenly stopped.

He recalled the large group of butterflies gathered in the project team, of all colors, patterns, and sizes.

Even if you explain black holes clearly, he still has a hard time distinguishing them.

As is well known, most butterflies in the Lingwu Continent possess the ability to mimic appearances; their scales, colors, and patterns can be customized as their strength increases.

Today it's blue, tomorrow it might be green; today its wings have circles, tomorrow they might turn into wavy lines.

This ability was originally developed to protect itself, allowing it to better integrate into its environment and evade predators.

But for someone like Qin Ming who suffers from face blindness, it would undoubtedly be a disaster.

Besides, what if that pretty butterfly is a fashionable person who loves to change her clothes? Today it's floral prints, tomorrow it's polka dots, and the day after it's a gradient starry sky design...

Qin Ming felt a splitting headache just thinking about it.

So he decided to let it go and respect Black Hole's privacy regarding his friendships.

Since the black hole was lucky enough to get along with that butterfly, it at least shows that the other party had no ill intentions.

Moreover, Little Fatty had secretly followed them to check. Although he was never reliable for small matters, he was still dependable for important ones.

Therefore, a beautiful butterfly must not have any bad intentions.

Thinking this way, Qin Ming convinced himself.

He was about to change the subject when his gaze inadvertently swept over the black hole—

Wait a moment.

Qin Ming froze.

He was certain that he had seen something wrong.

Drunken Fist.

A brand new skill lies neatly in the black hole's skill list.

? ?

Qin Ming blinked hard and looked again.

It's still Drunken Fist.

The two words remained there quietly, motionless, but Qin Ming was lost in deep confusion.

He was certain of this skill; he didn't have it yesterday!

And this skill, should it appear on a butterfly? This really doesn't seem like a skill that a young butterfly could normally learn or awaken.

He didn't hide any alcohol at home! Qin Ming was completely baffled, his brows furrowing into a knot.

The black hole gently flew up and landed on his shoulder, its wings fluttering slightly and its tiny tentacles touching him hesitantly.

"Big Pretty Butterfly brought us here this morning!" he said frankly.

Qin Ming's expression changed drastically: !! ???

There's a butterfly on the road, big and beautiful, but don't tell him it's there!

A butterfly with colorful wings in a dream! ? Seventh tier?

Seeing the black hole's confident assertion, Qin Ming's mind seemed to explode for a moment, with too many words left unsaid.

The black hole's tentacles twitched again, its voice carrying a hazy, contentment.

"He secretly shared some of the drink with Die on the way. It was quite fragrant, but Die felt a little dizzy after drinking it. She just woke up."

Qin Ming: "..."

Ps:

This weekend will be a bit busy, so updates will be late, but I shouldn't miss them. I'll resume updating at 6 AM next week.