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

"As the saying goes, food is the most important thing for people. Even if you ate something or did something wrong, I wouldn't blame you. Why are you making such a fuss?"

Qin Ming's gaze fell on the mud stains on the little fat boy's mouth that hadn't completely dried, then moved to his bulging right front paw.

This is not a big deal at all. He thought Xiao Pang had matured a few days ago, so how come he has already reverted to his old ways after only living with him for a few days?

Thinking of this, Qin Ming sighed helplessly.

Unexpectedly, the little fat boy didn't argue at all, and simply laid out his right front paw as if he was giving up.

"Alright, I've tried my best to cover for you. It's your own fault for being so weak." This wasn't said to Qin Ming; his gaze fell on the palm of his left forepaw.

Inside was a slender, golden snake with four claws.

The slender snake was coiled up, its entire body golden, like a circle made of finely drawn thread from molten metal, about a finger's length long.

What's most striking is that it has four tiny claws on its sides, each with a clearly defined phalanx and a very fine hook at the end.

Its scales shimmered with a faint light at the edges, rising and falling with its breath like a small piece of slowly flowing golden liquid.

Qin Ming: ?

His gaze lingered on the thin snake for a moment, then shifted to the chubby boy's face, as if he were reassessing the deeper meaning of this unexpected event.

At this moment, Little Fatty had completely changed his tune, complaining to Qin Ming, "It's all because of this! It caused trouble and even lost Mo Xuan's teleportation. How could it let go after we finally caught it?"

Although his right forepaw was outstretched, it was also slightly folded together with his left forepaw in front, blocking the little snake's escape route once again.

Once the clip was removed, Little Fatty couldn't stop talking. "It's so weird, even the turtle couldn't teleport while carrying it! It's so heavy! Ugh!"

As he spoke, Little Fatty spat out a mouthful of yellow sand, which, along with fine particles, slowly sank into the seawater.

It seems that the previous arrest process was full of hardships.

Qin Ming: "..."

After a brief silence, seeing that Little Fatty had no more details to add, Qin Ming focused his attention on the strange thin snake.

His gaze lingered on the four slender claws and golden scales, then he lowered himself slightly to lower his perspective, and his tone when he spoke was quite friendly:

"Little one, what are you doing here? Little Fatty meant no harm, but it's not right of you to make our friend disappear."

But the golden little snake's attention was not on Qin Ming at all.

Although it was forced to coil up in Little Fatty's paws, its field of vision was not limited. At this moment, its small and bright eyes were fixed on the trigrams on Qing Chen's forehead.

It seemed not to hear Qin Ming's question, but simply stared quietly at those patterns.

This dismissive attitude was too much for Little Fatty to bear. He stretched out his paw and scratched the thin snake's tail lightly.

The force wasn't great, but it interrupted the slender snake's gaze, forcing it to look away from the divination patterns.

The little snake swayed slightly from the scratch, its claws instinctively gripping the ground to steady itself. Then, a beat later, it said to itself, "The lines on your foreheads are so beautiful! It's just a little bit short of being complete, what a pity!"

"Not a loss at all!"

Little Fatty, who deeply loves freedom and his boss, has already figured out the trade-offs involved.

Adding to their previous grudges, they directly clashed with the little snake's viewpoint.

The little snake turned back in disbelief to look at the chubby little guy who wasn't moved at all, as if to confirm that the words really came from his mouth.

Its head drooped slightly, and its bright eyes dimmed a little, but it was still not giving up. It slowly turned its head to look at Qingchen, its eyes filled with a last glimmer of expectation, as if waiting for another answer.

"Is that what you think too?" Its voice was a little softer than before.

Qingchen narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly.

The nod was slight, but completely without hesitation.

What Xiaopang said was a decision they made together, both then and now.

Now, not only did the little snake's eyes lose their brightness, but even the golden light emanating from its body dimmed.

Is it really that hard to find a successor these days? Why are you practically begging for one? The thing is, the more you beg, the less you can even have a proper conversation!

Its tail tip drooped limply for a moment, then slowly rose again, as if trying to support its broken body and soul.

Qin Ming, however, quickly grasped the key point: "You've seen the complete version of this pattern before? Impressive!"

His voice carried a genuine surprise, as if he were listening to a storyteller recount the most exciting part and then offering a perfectly timed compliment.

The perfunctory emotional value was amplified to an extraordinary effect at this moment, like a beam of light that was precisely angled to illuminate the spot where the little snake wanted to be seen.

The little snake nodded subconsciously, its body slightly straightening.

Qin Ming continued casually, "But we really can't imagine how good it would look. Seeing is believing, it would be great if you could draw it for us!"

His tone remained casual, as if he had just casually added a sentence when the conversation was going well, without any deliberate effort or urging.

"Exactly!" Little Fatty chimed in, showing a rare interest.

"Hiss~" Qingchen Duet followed.

The little snake, who had been living in seclusion for a long time, was a bit dizzy.

It coiled in the little fat man's paws, its four little paws slightly loosening and then tightening again.

It felt something was off; normally, this shouldn't be the process, right?

It should have a longer setup, a more solemn ceremony, and a more formal handover, connecting the past and the future in solemnity and reverence.

Instead of being carried up from the bottom of the pit by a turtle and having your rhythm swayed by a few idle chatter.

Where did things start to go wrong?

As it pondered, its gaze slowly shifted between Little Fatty, Qingchen, and Qin Ming, before suddenly fixing its gaze on Qin Ming.

Only then did it truly see that the creature mixed among the tortoise and snake was actually a living human being!

Why would a human be here? What connection could he possibly have with the tortoise and snake?

Before it could even figure it out, Little Fatty had already lost his patience. He spoke in a bullying tone, his voice intimidating, "Haven't you ever seen one before, or do you not know how to draw it?"

"If you don't know how to draw, learn from my older brother. He's incredibly skilled!"

"Who said I can't!" The mouth responded before the brain could, leaving the little snake stunned.