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

Regardless of whether there was anything strange about it, Qin Ming went to make an appointment after obtaining the token.

He filled in the time in the reservation system for the training room, and when the system showed that the reservation was confirmed, it even thoughtfully included a map with the specific location marked.

Qin Ming confirmed the information was correct several times. Next, he would return to Blue Star to pick up the snake.

……

Blue Star.

In the deep, dense forest, a snake waits patiently.

Since that human left, the forest has returned to its former tranquility.

Sunlight still filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows, and the birds gradually returned to their perches after he deliberately held back his breath.

But the snake always felt that something was missing.

He sat motionless on the sun-warmed rock, his head facing the direction the humans had left, gazing into the distance.

Although not much time had passed, he still felt it was unreal.

Did that human really come here? Or was it just a dream?

The snake's thoughts drifted.

Can a person come and go without leaving a trace?

The snake's tail tip gently tapped against the rock, making a soft rustling sound that conveyed an inexplicable unease.

Fortunately, the fragrance had long since dissipated and the animals had all fled, but the shed skins on the ground remained.

The snake lowered its head slightly, its gaze falling on the translucent molted skin in the crevice of the rock. Since the molted skin was still there, it proved that everything that had happened before was not an illusion.

The snake kept its eyes half-closed, patiently and stubbornly continuing to wait.

……

Meanwhile, Qin Ming returned to Blue Star, and everything was still the same as when he left.

The laptop screen was still lit, displaying a page that read: "Market Value and Extraction Methods of Various Snake Venoms".

Qin Ming glanced at the content on the screen. The data and prices that seemed unfamiliar a few days ago were now memorized.

He checked his expedited orders.

Sterile glass jars, specially sealed lids, leak-proof protective film, and portable low-temperature storage boxes are expected to arrive today.

Qin Ming nodded in satisfaction, mentally reviewing the key points of venom storage and preparation.

The container must be sterile and sealed immediately after extraction to prevent deterioration from air exposure; it must be stored at low temperatures to avoid damaging the protein structure of the venom; different batches of venom must be stored separately…

He went over the important points in his mind over and over again, just like memorizing exam notes, to make sure everything was perfect.

Unbeknownst to them, a snake was eagerly waiting on the other side.

In the evening, Qin Ming, carrying a large bag and a full set of equipment, went out under the cover of night.

Using Little Fatty's skills, he once again appeared before him in an instant in a way that snakes could not comprehend.

The snake's body tensed instantly, its head lifted off the rock, its pupils dilated slightly, and then it saw Qin Ming.

Qin Ming was carrying large and small bags and dressed in strange clothes.

The snake, seeing this scene, had a strange sense of foreboding.

He couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong, but his gut feeling told him something was amiss!

"Hey, have you been waiting long?" Qin Ming greeted him with a smile, then unloaded the equipment piece by piece and laid it out on the ground, his movements as practiced as if he were setting up a sophisticated experimental table.

The snake watched silently.

After exchanging greetings, Qin Ming briefly explained his purpose.

Extracting venom is a very dangerous procedure, tantamount to fighting for one's life.

But Qin Ming handed the sterile glass jar to the snake, then took out his tablet with his other hand, opened a pre-downloaded tutorial video, and said, "Look at this, just follow these steps, it's very simple!"

The video shows a venomous snake being artificially extracted – the snake's fangs are held against the edge of a glass container, and venom is flowing from the tips of the fangs.

The snake stared at the screen for three seconds, then slowly turned its head and looked at Qin Ming with an extremely complex expression.

Qin Ming had already consciously stepped back a step, not too far, just enough to keep him out of the danger radius should the venom splash.

"Is there anything else you don't understand? I'm not in a hurry," Qin Ming said gently.

snake:"……"

After a long silence, the snake reviewed it again.

"Inject the venom according to the video, and do your best." Qin Ming's tone was serious, like a mentor guiding students in an experiment in a laboratory.

"Afterwards, I'll take you somewhere where you'll make an even bigger breakthrough. Then we'll compare and test the changes between the two."

He painted a picture of a bright future, speaking without batting an eye.

What he didn't say was that there was another very important reason: he wanted to exchange it for money.

Snake venom can regenerate, so why not use it?

Moreover, Cangxuan's experience proves that when crossing between two worlds, one's physical state is not important; rather, deeper things such as the soul, beliefs, and thoughts are of utmost importance.

The snake's bewildered eyes gradually focused. He probably understood—they just wanted to collect his venom.

He brought his head close to the glass jar, touched the rim with the tip of his nose, and the cold touch of the glass made him flinch slightly.

Venom is his most powerful tool and his greatest asset for survival in the wild.

Normally, exhausting all his venom would make him restless and uneasy, like a soldier who has been disarmed and feels insecure.

Even after his last transformation, he vaguely felt that he had become even more poisonous, and he wasn't very confident that he could withstand the poison. What if he accidentally got it on himself...

But he looked down at the glass jar Qin Ming handed him, then looked up at Qin Ming's earnest and expectant face.

The snake brought its head closer to the mouth of the jar.

Forget it.

If Qin Ming wants it, then give it to him.

The snake, bewildered, poked its head out and looked at the row of glass jars in front of it.

Although he was much larger than the average snake, with full and healthy venom glands, and was very confident in the amount of venom he could produce, weren't there a bit too many jars in front of him?

He tapped them one by one with the tip of his tail: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven...

I can't count the rest, but there are still some.

Furthermore, it seems that Qin Ming still has some of this jar in his backpack.

Although the snake had no concept of "milliliters" or "grams" in its mind, its intuition told it that filling all the jars to the brim was probably, possibly, or perhaps too difficult.

But under Qin Ming's expectant gaze, the snake gritted its teeth and went forward.

He swam slowly to the first jar, coiled his body into a stable position, slightly arched his neck, and tensed the muscles in his head.

He stiffly snapped the fangs into the jar, pressing the tips against the inside of the glass, then closed his eyes, recalling the feeling of catching his prey.

Muscles tense. Toxin glands contract.

A thin stream of dark, almost black liquid seeped from the tip of the fang and slowly flowed down the glass wall.

Under the dim light of the instructional video, the liquid presented an eerie beauty, like liquid obsidian, shimmering with a faint luster.

Time passed quietly, and the liquid in the jar, more valuable than gold, slowly rose in level.

"Slow down, slow down, don't waste it. Change to another jar when it's almost full!" Qin Ming pointed and instructed from the side.

snake:"……"