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

"Keda, don't rush, wait until everyone is here."

Qin Ming indicated that Keda should wait a little longer.

His gaze swept past the few birds in front of him and looked towards the rock wall and the entrance to the mine in the distance, where more curious little heads were gradually peeking out.

Sure enough, not long after, many more small Flame Turtles emerged from all directions.

The once empty valley was suddenly filled with more than a dozen round figures, who gathered around it in layers.

A moment later, the area near the destination became somewhat crowded.

Although the small Molten Turtles are not large individually, there are many of them, and each one wants to occupy the closest reachable position.

To secure the best seats, they resorted to any means necessary, from stomping on their claws to kicking their tails.

The ones in the front row used their tails to block the path of their companions behind them, while the ones in the back row used their claws to paw at the edges of the shells of the ones in front, trying to squeeze in. Some even tried to jump over from above, but as soon as they got up, they were overturned by those below.

Sand was turned upside down and flew everywhere, while fine mineral particles rolled down in the crowd.

Positions kept changing, but no one gained a firm advantage.

Finally, having no other choice, they resorted to a human pyramid.

The largest one serves as the base, the slightly smaller ones climb up to the top, and the even smaller ones continue to be stacked on top of each other.

The four- or five-story tortoise tower forms a unique silhouette in the sunlight.

Faced with such temptation, Qin Ming's hand, which was poised to strike the turtle, was itching to do so, but he had no choice but to withdraw it under Little Fatty's watchful gaze.

He coughed lightly, pretending nothing had happened, and casually picked up a piece of hematite that had been scattered during their playful fight from the ground: "Fatty, let's try using hematite to see how it works for polishing."

He tossed a piece of hematite to distract himself and Little Fatty.

But Little Fatty wasn't so easily fooled. In his anger, he tensed his muscles and slammed down with his claws using pure physical strength, shattering the hematite into pieces.

Qin Ming: "..."

He silently withdrew his gaze, then picked out a piece of hematite that looked more solid and tossed it to the other side: "Cangxuan, you can try using it for polishing too."

The ore traced a short arc in the air and landed in front of Cang Xuan.

"Awooo." The Cangxuan White Wolf nodded.

Given his calm and composed personality, his movements naturally wouldn't be as expansive and bold as Little Fatty's.

But the wolf king's pride wouldn't allow him to fall behind. He used what appeared to be effortless, but in reality, he precisely mobilized all his strength to strike with his claw, shattering the hematite into pieces, and the shattering was quite even.

Qin Ming hissed and swallowed back his feelings.

The beasts at home are trained so well that red iron ore is no longer effective for polishing them; we need to use the upgraded resource, black iron ore, right away.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

The Lava Turtles observed this, exchanged a few words, and then a piece of ore that looked completely different in terms of luster and texture was appropriated.

Black iron ore!

"They must be rich to be able to give away such resources so easily," Qin Ming sighed.

The molten lava turtles huddled together in front of him were all adorable with their big, blinking eyes, but Qin Ming's attention was now focused on the little fat turtle.

Whether black iron ore can have the effect of polishing and strengthening depends on this battle.

Encouraged by his boss's focused gaze, Little Fatty's spirits were greatly lifted.

He adjusted his posture and delivered a powerful blow.

The claw tip made a dull sound as it struck the surface of the ore, but the force was firmly caught by the black iron ore. There was no shattering or splashing, only a shallow white mark.

Very good, the strength is too high.

It can be used to sharpen the claws of Little Fatty, Keda, and Cangxuan.

Although spirit beasts can unleash extremely powerful skills by manipulating spiritual energy, their strength is accumulated in their physical bodies.

The attack power supported by spiritual energy and techniques must ultimately be borne by the spirit beast's own body.

Therefore, wild spirit beasts will subconsciously seek out places or resources that can strengthen themselves. Rock walls repeatedly washed by water and mineral veins repeatedly sintered by high temperatures are never useless in the instincts of spirit beasts.

Furthermore, due to the abundance of wild resources and the guidance of the instincts of spirit beasts, there are considerable advantages for humans in taming beasts.

Qin Ming's fingertips lightly traced the white marks on the black iron ore, then he straightened up, clapped his hands, and attracted everyone's attention:

"Alright, as you can see, we're temporarily ceasing to accept hematite here; we'll focus on pyrite instead."

His voice echoed through the open valley, creating a soft, lingering resonance.

Actually, the hematite is strong enough for Xiaobao to grind his teeth.

But since everyone else was using black iron ore, Qin Ming simply decided not to make an exception.

He paused, then added, "We also accept sunstone, gale sand, earth vein crystal, molten gold iron, basically any spiritual materials you can find that aren't common."

These types of creatures might have other uses for the Lava Turtles, or the total quantity might not be too large. Qin Ming didn't expect to collect too many; they were just a bonus.

I'll receive as much as I can, and I won't force myself to receive anything.

As he expected, the resources the Molten Tortoises exchanged were mainly black iron ore.

Several of the stronger ones had already turned and walked further away, as if to search for suitable ore;

Some are still checking whether their collection of iron ore is enough.

But most people stayed put, their gaze shifting back and forth between Keda and Xuan Tie ore.

The cost of cooling off increased dramatically after the iron ore was converted into black iron ore, causing many Molten Tortoises to shake their heads and hesitate.

Seeing the tortoise tower in front of him teetering on the brink of collapse, Cang Xuan let out a long roar to the sky.

The sound still echoed in the air, and some green plants had already begun to grow from his feet.

The seedlings, with a vibrant green that seemed out of place in this Gobi Desert, spread across the reddish-brown rocky ground.

With the help of green plants, the water vapor that can be gathered finally has a place to rest, and is no longer rootless.

Moisture adheres to the leaves and stems, forming tiny water droplets that reflect golden light in the sunlight.

Little Fatty and his farming partner already worked together seamlessly. Without saying a word, they took out fertile soil from their space and spread it evenly around the verdant green plants.

The soil, carrying a moist scent, formed a light-colored patch on the arid Gobi Desert.

With the foundation of soil, the tender green grass seedlings no longer need to rely entirely on the power of the heavens; they can take root, absorb water, and grow on their own.

Keda's wing flapping frequency also decreased. With the help of the moisture and the shallow circulation of green plants, he no longer needed to exert his full strength every moment as before.

In a short time, a tiny oasis, which shouldn't have been born in the Molten Valley, is slowly taking shape.

This patch of green stands out vividly in the entire Gobi Desert. The grass blades tremble slightly in the wind, and tiny water droplets are reflected in the sunlight.

The little Lava Turtles, not strong enough to venture out on adventures, looked at the colorful scenery they had never seen before and let out pathetic "waaaaa."

Their necks stretched out so long that the few that had hesitated to leave stood firm again.

This time, there was no more hesitation in mining the black iron ore.