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

Time flew by as Xiao Pang made several appointments with his new "friends." Qin Ming never expected that the selection process for the first Deep Sea Exchange Competition would start even faster than his exam results.

That day, he was preparing a new flavor of Lingquan baby food for his son when a gold-embossed invitation appeared out of nowhere in front of him. It read in an ancient script: "Invitation to participate in the preliminary round of the first Deep Sea Exchange Competition, to be held in three days."

Only three days left, time is running out.

……

"Little Fatty, you're the first one out today. Do you remember the question I gave you yesterday?"

Half an hour before the match, the rest area was bustling with activity. Various spirit beasts were with the spirit masters, some warming up, some meditating, and others practicing together.

The air was thick with tension and excitement, except for Qin Ming and Xiao Pang, whose atmosphere was a little different.

Qin Ming sat cross-legged on the ground, with a thick stack of notes spread out in front of him, summarizing various possible exam question types and corresponding strategies.

But as Qin Ming made his many assumptions and detailed explanations, Xiao Pang's eyes gradually became confused.

It was a subtle kind of confusion. Her eyes were still open, her pupils were still facing Qin Ming's direction, but the light inside them had dissipated, as if her soul had drifted to the highest heavens to bask in the sun.

"Little Fatty? Little Fatty!" Qin Ming waved his hand in front of Little Fatty's eyes.

Little Fatty snapped back to reality, blinked, and gave a guilty look: "Boss, repeat that part again, Turtle didn't hear clearly."

"Which section?" With only half an hour left before the assessment, Qin Ming patiently waited, but his temples were already throbbing.

The chubby boy stammered, his eyes darting around, his little paws drawing circles on the ground. Finally, he mustered his courage and said something that sent Qin Ming's blood pressure soaring: "How about... we start from the beginning?"

Qin Ming swallowed, feeling his mouth and tongue dry.

He took a deep breath and was about to speak when Keda, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore.

"Turtle Brother, don't panic, we're all here!" Keda jumped over from the side, spread his wings slightly, and gently patted Little Fatty's back.

He came today too. Although he's not participating, Keda insisted on coming to cheer for Xiaopang.

At that moment, he was wearing a red vest that he had somehow gotten his hands on, and a cloth strip with the words "Victory is certain" written on it was tied around his head.

Little Fatty looked up at Keda, his lips trembled, and this time, the usually carefree Little Fatty was genuinely a little flustered.

He thought it was just a preliminary round, and with his sturdy build, he would definitely advance.

So in his eyes it was just a formality, and he didn't care about it at all, but in the end it was a series of assessments with points calculated proportionally, and every round was important.

This means that there is no round where you can slack off, and no game where you can relax.

The news was only confirmed last night, and by then the spirit beasts sent out for the assessment had already been submitted, so it was impossible to change it.

Little Fatty knew he had been slacking off these past few days, and he didn't want to hold everyone back, but the bed was just too comfortable, always keeping him locked up and preventing him from getting up.

In the limited time he had left, he still thought about his avatar and worked hard for a better future.

So, feeling incredibly guilty, the little fat boy, whose last-minute tutoring was of unknown effectiveness, finally stepped into the examination room with heavy steps.

Keda waved a small flag and shouted "Go for it!" from behind, but the chubby boy didn't dare to turn his head.

……

As the candidates ahead lined up to enter, the queue gradually shortened until Little Fatty had nowhere left to retreat.

"Please get ready and proceed to the waiting area."

The examiner's voice came from the front, calm and authoritative.

Little Fatty took a deep breath, and Qin Ming carried him across the threshold of the examination hall.

The assessment hall was astonishingly spacious, with a high dome and huge spirit stones embedded in the four walls, emitting a soft blue-white light that illuminated the entire space as bright as day.

The content of the assessment was kept strictly confidential. Little Fatty watched anxiously as each candidate emerged, their faces filled with confusion and unease, and his heart sank even lower.

"Next up, Qin Ming."

It's too late to get the eldest brother to change his name, and besides, it's pointless, Little Fatty thought to himself absentmindedly.

Then, he focused all his attention on the exam questions—

"The vast ocean holds countless treasures, but also harbors many terrifying dangers. Do you possess the strength to face them all? Please demonstrate your skills related to Stands, Clones, and survival!"

Little Fatty's heart skipped a beat. A clone? To save his life?

"The examiners will score based on the difficulty and mastery of the skills," the chief examiner continued. "If advanced skills such as creating an avatar are demonstrated, the candidate will directly pass the preliminary selection and proceed to the final interview stage."

"Candidates need not retain any information; all information regarding this assessment will be strictly confidential and will not be disclosed!"

Little Fatty didn't listen to any of the subsequent exam requirements and details.

He simply seized upon a word that was too familiar to him.

An avatar outside the body.

That word was like a lightning bolt, cleaving through all the fog in his mind.

He stood in the center of the examination room, the spotlight shining on him, all eyes focused on him.

The examiner was still reading out some rules, but Little Fatty could no longer hear them.

Little Fatty suddenly grinned and smiled.

It was a smile of relief, a smile that seemed to come after surviving a catastrophe, a smile that carried a hint of smugness, a hint of relief, and a hint of ecstatic joy that "heaven has spared me."

He cleared his throat and, with all his might, shouted at Qin Ming, "Boss, all those practice questions you gave us are useless!"

Feeling confident, the chubby boy started spouting nonsense, completely losing his previous humble and eager-to-learn attitude.

He raised his head, his short legs standing straight, and the whole turtle exuded a mysterious confidence that said, "See? This is power."

Qin Ming remained silent in response.

What could he do? He was desperate too!

He prepared forty-two questions, covering six categories: defense, attack, dexterity, speed, endurance, and intelligence, with detailed solutions for each category.

They even thoughtfully included illustrations and annotations that Little Fatty could understand. And the result?

It turns out they were tested on skills related to using a substitute or clone to save their lives!

For those special and rare spirit beasts at the fifth rank and below, who only possess innate abilities and can use substitution skills to save their lives, there are no general skills or normal means to learn them!

This is because it involves the conceptual level, and is no longer a simple application of elements and spiritual energy, but rather the cognition and manipulation of abstract concepts such as "existence," "substitution," and "transfer."

Spirit beasts below the sixth rank have insufficient soul strength and mental power to support the learning and use of this skill.

As for the remaining clone skills, the external avatar is a super-tier skill, which is normally not used by spirit beasts below tier six.

Even Little Fatty probably wouldn't know what an external avatar is if he hadn't encountered a live tutorial from "New Friends".

Other clone skills, such as shadow clones, water clones, and wood clones, are all similar and, without exception, all test one's ability to control spiritual power.

In other words, this assessment shouldn't have been designed for spirit beasts below the fifth rank! Otherwise, it would just be a pure test of skill proficiency?

wrong!

This is clearly a competition about "whether you have a friend who is an examiner or the one who sets the questions"!!

Qin Ming was internally ranting and raving.

Which large-scale assessment sets questions like this? Do they even consider the participants' experience?

This is clearly a question setter who had a specific goal in mind and deliberately created questions that only certain candidates could get full marks on!

What left Qin Ming speechless was that the question setter was afraid that Xiao Pang wouldn't remember, so he gave examples as hints, right?

Qin Ming touched his face and sighed deeply.

He recalled the frequent get-togethers with Xiao Pang's "new friend" over the past few days, realizing that everything had been premeditated.

This is not just a simple friendship, but a special training program.

It was that envoy-level being who had been secretly giving Little Fatty special treatment.

Little Fatty, that clueless fellow, probably thought from beginning to end that the other person was just playing with him.

"Go ahead, go ahead, do whatever you want!"

Qin Ming waved his hand, his voice filled with helplessness, resignation, a wry smile, and a hint of anticipation that even he himself didn't realize.

Having received "authorization" from his boss, Little Fatty was even more confident. He turned around to face the three examiners, took a deep breath, and then—

Another little fat boy appeared out of nowhere next to the little fat boy.

The two chubby little boys stood side by side, their auras rounded yet independent, and their movements exceptionally agile.

The examiners present immediately stood up, causing an uproar throughout the room!