The area where the Pet Taming Department's new students were gathered.
The three of them became much more familiar through their idle chatting.
"See that?" Lailali pointed at one of the nine big shots onstage. "That's the dean of our Pet Taming Academy."
Qiao Sang followed the direction of her finger and saw an old man with half-white hair, a face full of wrinkles, and an exceptionally rosy complexion.
"I heard Gilbert Heron is already 483 years old," Landon, the brown-haired boy, said in a lowered voice.
Four hundred and eighty-three years old? Qiao Sang was genuinely shocked. "He's that old?"
She stared in astonishment at the distant big shot, who was even older than her grandfather's grandfather's grandfather.
Honestly, the textbooks had mentioned that once Pet Tamers reached a certain level, the feedback they received could extend their lifespan, allowing them to live far longer than ordinary people. But this was the first time she had seen someone who had lived this long in real life.
Rounding it up, he was practically five centuries old...
"The older you are, the stronger you are," Landon said, making no attempt to hide his longing. "I'm definitely going to live that long someday too."
Lailali disagreed. "Living a long time doesn't necessarily mean you're strong. Take Peter Newoner, for example. He was only a C-rank Pet Tamer, yet he lived to be 329 with Shengheng Momu's help."
"That's just an exception," Landon retorted.
Holy crap? A C-rank Pet Tamer lived to be 329? What kind of pet beast was Shengheng Momu to be this incredible?! Qiao Sang's pupils contracted slightly. She really wanted to ask, but in order not to expose her true nature as an "academic underachiever" in front of her newly made friends, she silently took out her phone and