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

When Qin Ming arrived, the scene before him made him pause in his tracks.

The chubby boy was engrossed in something with his head down, while a man squatted beside him, angrily banging on his turtle shell.

dong dong dong.

"Come out! You come out here right now!"

dong dong dong.

"Why are you hiding?! You think I can't do anything to you just because you're hiding in your shell?"

Although he only knocked once and then shook his hand twice, and the force didn't seem heavy, Qin Ming was still quite annoyed.

He rushed over in a few strides and shoved the other person's hand away: "How old are you? Why are you bullying a turtle!"

The man turned his head, his face filled with shock and grievance: "I bullied him? Get your facts straight!"

Qin Ming didn't take it seriously at all, because he knew that Xiao Pang's fishing skills were on a completely different level from those of ordinary fishermen!

So it's obvious who stole whose fish!

"I...I...I—" The man's face turned red with anxiety, and his fingers trembled. "Heavens! This is my fish basket! Dragonscale fish, they die as soon as they're taken out of the water, so I hung it here to keep them alive!"

He pointed to the damaged fish basket on the shore, his voice trembling.

Qin Ming followed his finger and saw a fish basket woven from spirit vines. It was finely crafted and had a circle of light gold silk thread around the edge, so it was obviously not a cheap product.

He certainly doesn't seem like the type to cheat others out of their fish.

Qin Ming went closer to take a closer look and found that there was a large hole in the side of the fish basket. The edges of the hole were jagged, as if it had been bitten through by something.

A few fresh scales remained at the bottom of the fish basket, gleaming with a pale golden luster in the sunlight, exactly the same as the scales under the little fat claws earlier!

Qin Ming: !!

Looking back at Little Fatty, he had a round head and a perfectly uninjured face. He was still crunching half a fish tail in his mouth, and his eyes were squinted into slits. He really didn't look like he was in the right!

Qin Ming's confidence immediately waned by three points.

"Little Fatty..." He squatted down, looking at his own self-righteous tortoise.

Little Fatty swallowed the last bite of fish tail before looking up at him, his eyes clear and innocent: "Boss, this is the ransom money from the dragon scale shrimp that Turtle caught last night!"

"Redemption fee?"

"Yes. The turtle caught some lobsters last night. It said its neighbor next door is really fat and loves to exercise; it looks delicious. It even described the route, habits, and appearance, which is why the turtle came early to catch them."

Little Fatty sounded quite aggrieved.

Qin Ming: "..."

"What happened to the fish basket?" Qin Ming pointed to the hole.

"That fish is indeed very active; it can really run. When the turtle chased it hard, it just dove in."

"But how could that tiny fish basket stop the turtle? The turtle just swung its claw at it!"

As Little Fatty spoke, he gestured with his front paws, displaying great imposing manner.

Qin Ming: "...6".

Both sides sounded quite aggrieved. In Xiao Pang's opinion, the other party was in cahoots with the fish and provided shelter for his fish.

From the other party's perspective, it was as if a turtle suddenly appeared, arrogantly rushed into their fish basket, and ate the hard-won big fish.

Qin Ming rubbed his temples and told the other party what had happened.

The man's expression quickly shifted from existential doubt to a state of bewildered amusement, changing as rapidly as a face-changing act.

"I was thinking how lucky I was today, that fish were delivered right to my door."

He scratched his head, his honesty revealing a hint of shrewdness. His gaze swept over the chubby boy before settling on Qin Ming's face.

"But the fish is still in my fish basket, and now the basket is damaged. I can't just suffer this loss for nothing, can I?"

"I don't want much. We'll have a contest. One hour is the limit. The winner will be the fish caught here, any kind, and the total weight will determine the winner. If you win, I'll call it even, and the fish basket issue will be settled. Otherwise, you'll compensate me for the fish basket!"

Qin Ming listened with a waning interest.

An hour? Although the odds of winning are high, the stakes are too small. Little Fatty's appearance fee is much higher than that now.

"If we're going to gamble, let's gamble big." Qin Ming shook his head.

The man paused for a moment, looked him up and down, and seemed to be reassessing the situation.

"But this fish basket of mine is a custom-made one! It uses the core of a three-hundred-year-old spirit vine, and the edges are inlaid with golden silkworm silk. The material cost alone was... and it even has a signature!"

"Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

He pondered for a moment, then took out a palm-sized jade pendant from his pocket. It was entirely emerald green, with a shimmering light flowing inside, as if it contained a sealed lake.

He handed the jade pendant to Qin Ming, "How about we wager this rippled amber?"

Before Qin Ming could reach a conclusion, Little Fatty exclaimed eagerly, "Boss, this is great! It's fantastic for raising fish!"

Qin Ming: "..."

Looking down at the jade pendant—Ripple Amber, as the name suggests, is a treasure that can create miniature spiritual energy vortexes in water.

When placed in water, it continuously releases a special energy fluctuation, making the spiritual energy in the water more active, and aquatic life will be more comfortable in this environment.

"Okay, when do we start?"

"Now."

Qin Ming looked at the man closely for a few moments. The man's fishing gear was complete, but everything was brand new.

This is exactly the standard equipment for an air force pilot.

He doesn't hire any outside help, so where does his confidence come from?

Qin Ming's gaze lingered on the man's face for a few seconds. "Alright, let's begin."

The man grinned, turned around, and walked out.

Qin Ming thought he was about to unleash some amazing move, but instead, he saw him take a few steps, find an open area of ​​water, take a deep breath, and say, "Hidden Dragon Crocodile, follow me!"

Qin Ming: ?

A golden light flashed from the man's body and landed on the water's surface, causing quite a stir and ripples to spread across the stream.

As the light faded, a pale golden turtle floated on the water, its four claws paddling steadily.

The tortoise was about the same size as Little Fatty, but what was most eye-catching was the light gold dragon scales on its back. They weren't painted on; they were real and grew on its shell, gleaming with a metallic luster in the sunlight.

He exuded an air of dignified nobility, like a prince raised in the deep palace being brought out to bask in the sun.

At that moment, he yawned slightly, his eyelids half-open and half-closed, without moving an inch.

"Keep up! That turtle over there is really good at catching fish, and it's one of their own kind. You should learn from it, then you won't go hungry anymore!"

The man squatted on the shore, talking and gesturing to his turtle in a soft, coquettish tone, as if he were coaxing an ancestor.

Upon hearing this, the Hidden Dragon Crocodile finally reacted. It slowly swam forward, its tail flicking gently across the water, splashing water all over the man's face.

The man wiped the water off his face, not at all bothered, and even smiled happily.

Qin Ming's newly awakened sense of crisis subsided.

Good grief, are you here to steal my skills?

So this rippled amber is a prepayment of tuition?