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

"Boss, a thief broke into the house."

Upon hearing this devastating news as soon as he entered his home, Qin Ming paused, frozen on the threshold.

Little Fatty lay by the pool, his voice low and urgent, as if reporting some top-secret intelligence. But in his round eyes, it wasn't so much nervousness as it was a suppressed, inexplicable sense of grievance.

Qin Ming: ? ?

He quickly examined the little fat boy. His round body was intact, with no new scratches or impact marks on his shell, and his four claws were healthy and had no scales missing.

Looking at her round face again, her eyes were bright and sparkling, her nostrils were opening and closing, and her breathing was steady. There was nothing unusual about her.

After confirming that Little Fatty was not injured, Qin Ming turned his gaze to the inside of the house.

The number of fish and shrimp in the breeding tanks matched. The cabinet door where Cang Xuan stored spiritual materials was tightly closed, and the jar of black hole scale powder was still on the top shelf of the bookshelf, the lid was sealed properly, and its position had not been moved at all.

Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned again. He opened the visitor log; the array in the dormitory area automatically recorded the identity information of each person who entered, accurate to the second.

But the screen was completely clean, with no visitor records.

Qin Ming asked, puzzled, "Little Fatty, be more specific. Who exactly came?"

The little fat boy lay in front of the pool, his paws pawing unconsciously, as if he was seriously organizing his thoughts.

"An old tortoise that looks a lot like a crocodile has arrived. Although he pretends to be small, the tortoise can tell at a glance that he is very old and is just pretending to be young."

Qin Ming's lips twitched: "...Get to the point."

Little Fatty retracted his paws and honestly recalled, "He gave the turtle a piece of dragon saliva stone, and the turtle returned the favor with a meal of Seven-Colored Returning Origin Glass Shrimp."

Little Fatty paused, his tone suddenly turning somber, his eyes reddening instantly. "But he ate so much, it was practically robbery! The shrimp that Turtle painstakingly raised, he finished in just a few bites! Five plates! Boss, five plates!"

They made no mention of the fact that at least half of it was eaten by themselves.

As Little Fatty spoke, he pounded his paws loudly, and his round body trembled as if a piece of flesh had been ripped out.

Qin Ming paused for a moment to organize his thoughts.

"This is probably one of the senior students from the academy who came out of curiosity to take a look."

He spoke carefully, his tone slow and gentle, as if coaxing a cat with its fur standing on end, "The other party just happened to solve your problem, right? You've been pondering the issue of Dragon Scale Shrimp lacking dragon energy for several days now, and his arrival is like delivering the answer directly to you."

Otherwise, Little Fatty wouldn't have returned the gift. Knowing Little Fatty as he did, the fact that he was so willing to take out the Seven-Colored Returning Origin Glazed Shrimp meant that the Dragon Saliva Stone was worth far more than that. This little guy is shrewd; he never does anything that doesn't benefit him.

"Yes." The chubby boy blinked, his voice still carrying a hint of grievance, but it was beginning to soften. "But the turtle still feels sorry for him."

Qin Ming squatted down, looked the little fat boy in the eye, and gently patted him on the forehead: "You did a good job. This way, there will be give and take. If there's a next time, show a little more respect."

He paused, glanced at the little fat boy's expression that said, "The turtle has already shown great respect," and couldn't help but sigh. He then changed his words, "Fine, keep it up. Maybe they just like your personality."

Little Fatty nodded in satisfaction, his round face brightening from cloudy to sunny.

He suddenly leaned closer, craning his neck, and lowered his voice as if he were plotting some earth-shattering case: "Boss, do you want to see him?"

Qin Ming raised an eyebrow: "What, you have a way?"

"Hmm, the turtle thinks the other guy is greedy." Little Fatty's paws started gesturing unconsciously, getting more and more excited as he spoke. "Next time, how about we use some sleeping pills to knock him out?"

Little Fatty's eyes were frighteningly bright, as if he could already see the old turtle lying sprawled out in front of him.

Qin Ming: !?

"However, ordinary sleeping potions might not work; they'd affect the flavor of the dishes." Little Fatty, oblivious to Qin Ming's change in expression, drew circles in the air with his claws, his thoughts drifting further and further away. "We need to do some research; are there any colorless, odorless sleeping potions that don't affect the taste..."

As he spoke, he became distressed, and the wrinkles on his neck deepened.

Qin Ming's lips twitched even more violently, and his temples throbbed. "I told you to be comfortable, not to be reckless!"

He flicked the chubby boy's forehead, causing the boy to instinctively recoil. "Given his strength, what level of sleeping potion would be needed to work? Besides, he didn't do anything wrong, so why did you knock him out?"

"Hmm, he eats a lot." The chubby boy covered his forehead, looking aggrieved.

Qin Ming patted his head and remained silent for a while.

The fact that Little Fatty is still willing to give it up despite the expense suggests that there must be significant benefits involved. Of course, he'll still feel the pinch; what else can he do?

Since he couldn't provide such a strong anesthetic himself, Qin Ming simply pretended not to hear and tried his best to steer the conversation back on track: "So, is your lobster farming now on the right track?"

Little Fatty's eyes lit up immediately, and his grievances and thoughts of being drugged were thrown to the winds.

He puffed out his chest and slapped the rim of the tank with his paw: "That's right! Boss, just you wait! With the dragon's saliva stone, these fish and shrimp will grow at least 30% larger, with better meat and purer spiritual energy. Once this batch is raised, the turtle will cook you a full fish and shrimp feast!"

Qin Ming smiled, feeling relieved, when Little Fatty spoke again.

"Boss, actually, this ambergris stone is the perfect size; it can be added to the turtle sunbathing stone series collection."

Little Fatty's tone suddenly became serious, as if he were introducing his precious treasure, "Then the turtles will rest on it, and the fish and shrimp will swim here by themselves, how wonderful! They can sunbathe while enjoying a buffet, a perfect turtle life!"

As he said this, his eyes narrowed to slits, and the entire turtle exuded a sense of satisfaction as a "winner in life."

Qin Ming watched as Xiao Pang meticulously listed his collection of sun-drying stones: Moonstone, which glows at night and is suitable for cooling off at night; Wood Spring Stone, which contains rich wood energy and helps with digestion when lying on it; Shadow Stone, which provides a natural shadow effect and keeps you cool in the summer; Ethereal Stone, which is as light as a feather and is also a boost to Xiao Pang's cultivation; and Lucky Stone, which provides a luck boost to the breeding farm.

All of the above were gifts from other family members.

Now, another important ingredient has been added: ambergris. While increasing production through aquaculture, it is also used as a buffet table for Xiaopang (a popular restaurant chain).

What else could Qin Ming say about this?

Be fat, whatever makes you happy.

Qin Ming waved his hand, telling Little Fatty not to bother him if he had nothing to do.

He wanted to read a few more pages of the newly acquired booklet before the afternoon's training session. He really didn't plan to stay up late tonight, so he needed to make the most of the daytime.

He walked to his desk, lit an incense stick, brewed a cup of tea, and offered up lucky powder to bless himself with quick wit and photographic memory. Finally, he closed the door tightly and bolted it to shut out outside interference.

He took a deep breath, steadied himself, opened the booklet, and his fingertips just touched the pages—

"Qin Ming, something's happened."

Suddenly, the fire scale tore through space and appeared before them. The crack opened in mid-air, its edges glowing with dark red firelight, like a wound scorched by flames, and a scorching aura permeated the air.

He stepped out of the crack, his fur bristling, his eyes sharp, a stark contrast to his usual lazy, sunbathing appearance on the windowsill.

Qin Ming's hand trembled, and the booklet almost slipped from his fingers.

What's wrong now?

Can it still get better?

Although he secretly complained, Qin Ming felt a sense of foreboding as he looked at Huo Lin's slightly impatient expression.

He quickly sat up straight and said seriously, "Explain in detail."

Huo Lin spoke twice as fast as usual, scratching at the air with his claws in frustration. "Black Hole and Keda have been caught up in a small secret realm. But there's a limit to the strength of that realm, so I can't go in."

Qin Ming's heart skipped a beat, and his chest tightened. But when he closed his eyes and sensed them through the contract, both were perfectly calm, showing no signs of injury or panic, and even appearing somewhat... peaceful?

Qin Mingfu calmed down and opened his eyes.

"They're definitely not in any great danger," Huo Lin added, but his frustration remained undiminished. "But we don't know when they'll be able to get out. It's not that I can't get in, but if I force my way in, it's hard to say whether the secret realm will shatter."

So this is where the greatest danger lies.

Qin Ming rubbed his forehead. "So you mean..."

"Go see if you can get in touch with them in the neighborhood and tell them to stay away from the exit to avoid accidental injuries."

Fire Scale slowed its speech, its claws drawing a circle in the air. "Then I'll open a new entrance to this secret realm so they can come out, how about that?"

Qin Ming: "..."