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

"Since you've made the decision, then prepare a little for the interview in a few days," Qin Ming instructed.

Although the turtle with the ten thousand armors will most likely succeed, there are multiple examiners, so we can't make things too difficult for it.

"Boss, don't worry, my turtle friend said it looks like a very talented turtle! It's a sure thing!"

After saying that, he nodded vigorously, and the flesh on his chin trembled, as if using every cell to prove the accuracy of the judgment that he was "very talented".

Qin Ming: "..."

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but then felt that nothing he said would be appropriate.

He remained silent for a long time, and finally just sighed, swallowing back the words that were about to come out.

He decided to change the subject.

"Then you and your turtle friend should spend these next few days learning about the distribution of Xuanming Serpent's power in the sea. This is related to Qingchen... no, it's related to your Xuanwu grand undertaking!"

He emphasized the last four words.

The little fat boy's eyes lit up instantly.

"Yes, this needs to be taken seriously," he replied solemnly.

Once everything was settled here, Qin Ming looked at the giant emerald snake.

Qingchen was curled up in the corner of the cultivation room, his body coiled into a huge spiral, his head resting on the top shelf, his golden eyes quietly watching Qin Ming.

Although his size had been shrunk to about seven meters using mimicry, he still occupied a large area of ​​space in the not-so-spacious training room.

The emerald-like scales shimmered with a soft luster under the light, quiet and beautiful, like a living work of art.

"Qingchen, I'm afraid you'll have to stay in the Spirit Control Space for a while these days," Qin Ming said with a hint of apology.

Qingchen nodded in understanding, knowing that his enormous size and origins were difficult to explain.

Rather than causing trouble outside, it's better to stay quietly in the Spirit Control Space until we reach the deep sea or a place more suitable for him to move around in, before coming out.

He didn't feel wronged.

For a snake that has lived alone in the jungle for countless years, there is essentially no difference between staying in the Spirit Realm and hibernating in a cave.

He has plenty of patience.

He immediately prepared himself for being recalled, but Qin Ming was not in a hurry.

Qin Ming's voice even suddenly became cheerful, carrying a pleasant tone that made Qing Chen's tail tip tingle slightly.

"Let's collect the venom first. Your reserves should increase significantly after your transformation! Luckily, I have enough storage tanks prepared."

Qin Ming's smile was genuine as he said this, and his eyes gleamed with the greed of money.

Qingchen's tail, which had been wagging happily, suddenly got tired.

But he did not refuse.

He silently swam out from the corner, silently swam to a row of glass jars, and silently put his fangs on the mouth of the jars.

Half an hour later, Qin Ming summoned the giant snake, which had become increasingly silent after the poison was removed, back to the Spirit Control Space.

Qingchen transformed into a beam of azure light and entered Qin Ming's body. At the same time, Qin Ming summoned Xiao Bao.

The child is still young and not very brave, so there's no rush to get used to it.

Qin Ming gently rubbed Xiao Bao's head with his finger, and the little guy immediately squinted his eyes and made gurgling sounds.

Holding the little flying squirrel in his arms, Qin Ming stepped out of the door of training room number 7.

The corridor outside the door was empty, with only a lamp at the end emitting a soft light.

He glanced back at the sign for training room number 7, silently thanked it, and then strode away.

In the following days, Qin Ming participated in daily training and missions as usual, and worked hard to catch up on the progress he had fallen behind in.

After spending two days with them, Xiao Bao felt he hadn't gained much and chose to stay home.

Qin Ming did not force him.

As for Qingchen, with such a large snake, Qin Ming really couldn't handle it.

So only one evening, when it was almost dark, Qin Ming found a secluded grove and released Qing Chen.

The purpose is to understand the snake's eating preferences in order to prepare suitable food for the journey ahead.

Qingchen appeared in the twilight; the emerald scales lost their luster in the dim light, making them appear much more understated.

He lay quietly on the grass, his huge head bowed.

He didn't speak, but simply scanned his surroundings with his eyes. Only after confirming that no one else was around did he relax a little.

Qin Ming took out several kinds of meat that he had prepared in advance and placed them in front of Qing Chen one by one.

Qingchen lowered his head and sniffed, first gently touching the food with the tip of his tongue, and finally finished all the food at a leisurely pace.

Qin Ming silently noted it down: big appetite, not picky about food, eats everything, easy to feed.

After having a hearty meal, Qingchen, without waiting for Qin Ming to speak, voluntarily offered up the venom that had been fully replenished and which was not expected to be needed for the next few days.

His movements were fluid and skillful, like those of an assembly line worker.

But his expression was as blank as that of an assembly line worker, his eyes half-closed and his lips slightly pursed.

Although it was voluntary, Qingchen remained depressed for a long time after spitting out the venom, and the whole snake exuded a melancholy aura.

On one side, there is peace and order, but on the other side, there is anxiety among the animals.

Kamezawa has been living a very comfortable life lately.

After Xiaopang finished his seclusion, their meetings and exchanges returned to a stable frequency, and they could meet up every few days.

He boasted while teaching the chubby boy some survival tips for the deep sea, earning rounds of praise.

The story of Qin Ming and his friends shared by Xiao Pang also has a unique flavor.

Gui Ze was carefree and plump, but his wife, the elegant Xuanming Snake, was not so content.

She often stood up straight, her long neck held high, staring blankly in a certain direction.

The big turtle, who considered himself very protective of his wife, asked sweetly, "Honey, what's wrong?"

The Xuanming Serpent remained silent for a moment before speaking: "The aura of that junior that the serpent has been worrying about has reappeared."

Kamezawa blinked and nodded, indicating that he was listening.

He had gotten used to his wife's recent "daydreaming". Ever since the mysterious aura of the younger generation first appeared, Xuanming Snake seemed to be drawn by something and would often enter this state of "listening to the distance".

"It wouldn't have mattered if we hadn't seen each other," the Xuanming Serpent continued, speaking more slowly than usual, as if carefully choosing its words. "I've also noticed these past few days that most humans treat their beasts well. Since the junior is in a human's home, he shouldn't suffer any hardship."

She paused, then gently tapped the rock with the tip of her tail.

"But today, the younger generation seems a bit uneasy and listless, which makes me somewhat worried."

Kamezawa frowned. Anxiety? Depression? What was wrong?

Could it be that the younger Master is treating it badly? Is he sick? Injured?

Or have we encountered some kind of trouble?

Various possibilities flashed through his mind, and the more Kamesawa thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Is that so?" His voice deepened, carrying the low, rumbling tone characteristic of someone about to erupt in anger. "Where does that aura point? There are scoundrels among humans too, we—"

"At Little Turtle's house," Xuanming Snake interrupted his indignation.

Kamezawa's rage instantly subsided, like a punctured balloon.

"There must be some misunderstanding," Kamesawa said carefully, switching from "about to explode in anger" to "rational analysis" mode. "If you're worried, you can go and check it out."

"But I'm afraid of frightening humans." The Xuanming Serpent hesitated slightly, a rare occurrence for it.

She knew that her snake family was not exactly friendly to human senses.

Kamezawa nodded in deep agreement. "Then, to avoid frightening those weak humans, why don't you go and question the officer here? These celestial turtles have already figured out his movements!"

Besides chatting and playing with Xiao Pang, he's also been doing serious work these days!

At this moment, Kamezawa stood tall and proud, extremely pleased with himself.