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

"Headline news: A flock of birds hunts down a culprit—a once-in-a-century event!"

Within half an hour, the internet was flooded with high-definition photos and videos from various angles.

Someone stood across the street and used a telephoto lens to capture the moment the flock of birds swooped down; someone in their car held up their phone to take a picture of the sky being half-covered by the birds; and someone happened to be driving an action camera and recorded the afterimage of birds plunging vertically down from the clouds...

Less than ten minutes after the video was posted, the barrage of comments was so thick that the screen was obscured.

Each piece of content garnered an astonishing number of views and shares, and related topics on the trending list shot up like a rocket, with three or four consecutive entries marked with a deep red "hot" tag.

Regarding Qin Ming's personal information, it was suppressed by higher authorities. Qin Ming had already received notifications that his information would be obscured by various platforms.

However, the grand spectacle of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix lasted too long and covered too wide an area, with witnesses all over the city, making it impossible to suppress.

On short video platforms, a new video is refreshed every few seconds, and it always begins with the same exclamation from the person filming.

The flock of birds circled for long enough for people taking a nap to be woken up by their neighbors banging on their doors, for office workers in office buildings to rush to their windows, and for an entire class in a school to stop running and look up.

Those present were initially frightened. When the flock of birds descended in overwhelming numbers, the oppressive feeling of them blotting out the sky led many to wonder if it was an omen of some kind of natural disaster.

But with a clear cry, the birds' emotions seemed to be soothed by an invisible hand.

Instead of diving low and screeching, they all raised their altitude and changed their circling posture from combat formation to formation cruising, turning the angry dark clouds into a rare and spectacular sight.

Once the fear dissipated, all that remained was pure shock and excitement.

Countless people took out their phones and took selfies in front of the sky.

Within ten minutes, my WeChat Moments was flooded with photos of flocks of birds, with captions ranging from "I was terrified" to "So spectacular" and then to "It was worth bringing my camera today."

So much so that few people even saw Qin Ming sneak away.

He actually left openly and honestly, but everyone on the street was looking up at the sky with their phones.

By the time someone put down their phone and remembered the young man who had almost been hit by a car, he had already vanished from the spot.

Guided by the flock of birds, the police were greatly encouraged. The van turned left and right in the alleys, trying to use the complex terrain of the old town to shake off the pursuers. However, the flock of birds had no blind spots in their aerial tracking. No matter how skillful the van driver was, he could not escape.

With the criminals apprehended, Qin Ming was quickly placed under close protection.

To be precise, she has someone to accompany her when she goes out, and nothing happens at home. The person accompanying her is an old acquaintance—Officer Mu.

Qin Ming leaned back on the sofa, looking at Officer Mu's tense and wary expression, and couldn't help but laugh.

It wasn't that he was ungrateful; he had just experienced a targeted and deliberate attack, and most normal people would still be in a state of shock. Having someone to talk to would indeed help calm him down.

But the problem is that he's calmed down quite well, so he really doesn't need it.

"Do you have a lot of reports to write this time?" Qin Ming asked curiously.

Last time he participated in a case, Officer Mu wrote a thick case report, which was sent back by his superiors for revisions twice. He muttered to himself for several days, "Advisor Qin, could you leave some clues that make sense next time? Don't make me work so hard to make up reports every time."

It hasn't been long, and now trouble has arisen again, and it wasn't Qin Ming who initiated it.

"As long as you're alright, the report is secondary," Officer Mu replied shrewdly, speaking with an air of seriousness. "We don't necessarily need to go through the motions."

"I see." Qin Ming casually looked at the street scene flashing past the window, showing no sign that he had just experienced a major event in the eyes of others.

In fact, in the emergency, Qin Ming did use too much force and strained his muscles.

The leap, grab, and flip were fluid and graceful, suggesting that the body had been enhanced, but in the heat of the moment, the force was excessive.

However, with comprehensive and thorough care, no aftereffects can be left behind.

His emotions were so stirred by the indignant and resourceful spirit beasts that he could no longer contain anything else.

From the moment the attack occurred, various thoughts kept flooding into the contract connection.

The black hole was the first to speak, saying that he had recently accumulated a lot of scale powder, so Qin Ming wouldn't need to use it sparingly in the future; he could just use it up as much as he wanted, and then he could accumulate more.

Keda followed closely behind, saying that he would leave a few small bird squads near his home to be responsible for guarding and patrolling around Qin Ming's area. Qin Ming wouldn't need to worry about them normally; the bird squads would take turns and report any suspicious situations directly.

Cang Xuan remained silent for a while before speaking, but his idea was more decisive than anyone else's. He proposed to create a small, mimicking clone from himself, which would be attached to Qin Ming at all times.

Little Fatty didn't think too much about it; he just planned to sleep next to Qin Ming from now on, as he wasn't comfortable sleeping anywhere else.

He said this with a pitiful look on his face, as if the scene he had just witnessed had become the biggest psychological trauma of his life.

Qin Ming was moved, speechless, and amused.

"There's really no need to make a fuss." He leaned back on the sofa. "Wouldn't it be fine if one of you stayed by my side from now on?"

He spoke very softly, as if he were coaxing a group of agitated little animals.

The room was silent for a second.

"That's right!" Several spirit beasts realized at the same time.

The aura changed instantly.

Little Fatty lifted his head from Qin Ming's instep, his eyes filled with regret, thinking, "Why didn't I think of such a simple solution sooner?"

Cang Xuan silently dispersed the clone that he had only partially condensed.

Keda turned his head and pecked at a feather under his wing.

Since it was Blue Star, Qin Ming was somewhat indulgent and did not strictly abide by the ironclad rule on the Spirit Martial Continent that a Spirit Master must have a spirit beast by their side.

Today's collision should serve as a wake-up call.

He was no ordinary person after all. The tallest tree in the forest is bound to be felled by the wind. Danger does not disappear completely just because the environment is peaceful.

Seeing that their emotions had stabilized, Qin Ming reached out and scratched Little Fatty's neck, changing the subject.

"Tell me, on your trip, besides having fun, did you meet any friends you liked?"

Qin Ming didn't want to make the decision about choosing the next contracted beast all by himself.

After several experiences, he had come to a general conclusion: most leaders of wild tribes possess the potential for transformation and evolution.

These individuals typically undergo rigorous internal competition within their groups, honing their combat experience and survival wisdom through repeated trials, making them far more capable than ordinary individuals.

However, their evolutionary direction is mostly related to their obsessions or special skills during their lifetime.

Some are good at tracking, some are good at hiding, and some are good at direct combat.

Different evolutionary paths are suited to different tactical systems.

With more and more partners, their roles need to complement each other to avoid overlap and waste, so Qin Ming also needs to listen to everyone's opinions.

Keda spoke first, "Quack, the duck saw one..."