5:42 p.m.
Jin Feifan dragged her exhausted body back to the dorm, followed by Little Ball Cattail, whose dandelion had wilted atop its head.
The moment she pushed open the door and entered, she saw her roommate, whom she had not seen for half a day, staring at the ceiling and grinning foolishly, utterly lacking the calm demeanor she had shown when they first met.
Curiously, she followed her gaze and looked up.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!"
"Ball!!!"
Twenty minutes later.
Qiao Sang's mouth was dry from all the talking.
Jin Feifan sat on her stool with a dazed expression, unable to process the news for a long while.
"What did you all train after I left?" Qiao Sang asked.
Jin Feifan was still in a trance and did not answer.
Seeing this, Qiao Sang seemed to think of something. She looked up and gave Ya Bao, who had been excitedly floating around, a meaningful look.
Whether because it had evolved or because it had gained the Psychic Type, the connection between her and Ya Bao had become stronger.
They did not need words. Often, a single glance or gesture was enough for them to understand each other.
Just now in the room, Ya Bao had glanced at her, and she had immediately known it thought the room was too small and wanted to go out and play.
Ya Bao had been using Psychic Power to control itself while also controlling the rise and fall of its little brother beside it, its gaze focused entirely on Little Treasure Hunting Ghost.
Yet the moment Qiao Sang gave it that look, it seemed to sense something and turned its head toward her at the same time.
"Yap."
Ya Bao immediately understood what its Beast Master meant. It changed direction and floated behind Jin Feifan.