YM778.TV Chapter 105: Training Camp
His curiosity was intense, whenever he encountered an insect or bird back in Liuganxi, he would always follow closely to observe.
Even when they first brought a fish to Third Aunt\'s house, he insisted on following into the kitchen to see how it was cooked.
Although Little Treasure hadn’t officially started training yet, his unique approach to correcting his teleportation techniques showed he had his own ideas.
He wouldn\'t give up until he farted.
“Xun.”
Little Treasure pointed at his rear and then at the door outside.
“I know you want to teleport farther, but farting won’t help you get there. You need to use your mind.” Qiao Sang emphasized the word mind as she spoke.
Little Treasure seemed to understand, but then turned his head to glance at his rear.“Xun?”
Qiao Sang: ...
“Since you’re a ghost-type creature, your species doesn’t fart. For example, Yabao was born able to breathe fire, but he can’t float like you. You were born able to float, but you can’t breathe fire like Yabao.”
“That prickly seahorse you saw in the water that can fart? It can’t float in the air like you, and you can’t live in water like it.”
“We’re all different—that’s just how we’re born.” Qiao Sang explained.
She had gone over this several times before, even going so far as to research ghost-type pet anatomy online and read it aloud to Little Treasure.
But since the little ghost was still young, he couldn’t fully grasp complex explanations, so she had to simplify it.
“Xun!”
Little Treasure suddenly seemed enlightened.
Qiao Sang let out a sigh of relief—finally, he understood...
“Now, before teleporting, don’t make those movements. You need to break that habit.” Qiao Sang advised while the opportunity was there.
Teleportation relied on extrasensory perception, it happened in an instant.
If you make those movements beforehand, it won’t matter during regular practice, but in a competition, it would be a major flaw.
Little Treasure blinked and said nothing. He simply disappeared from the side of the bed and reappeared on the ceiling.
“Xun~”
Little Treasure called from the ceiling, and the next second, he was back by the bed.
“Xun.”
Qiao Sang: ...!
So, you could do it all along! All those times you clenched your fists and held your breath—it was just you wanting to fart, wasn’t it?
Qiao Sang was silent for a moment, resisting the urge to make a snarky comment.
“Very good, just like that.”
“Xun~”
Little Treasure looked innocently at his Beastmaster.
Seeing his expression, Qiao Sang suddenly had the urge to draw spirit patterns on his face. Even if it didn’t work, she just wanted to practice.
She was about to pull out the materials when her phone, which she had tossed aside, suddenly rang.
Since she was still waiting for the 5 million prize notification, she had set the volume to max. The ringtone drowned out the TV in an instant.
Qiao Sang glanced at the screen, answered the call, and before she could speak, her mother’s voice came through.
“Pack your things and come back tomorrow. Your school just called me.”
Qiao Sang paused and asked, “Which school?”
“What other school? Shengshui High School. They said you were specially selected for the Advanced Beastmaster Class.” Her mother said, beaming with pride.
“It’s the honors class, and you need to report tomorrow. All the students in that class have to attend training camp.”
After finally finishing the high school entrance exams and enjoying two months of vacation, waking up naturally every day, now only halfway through the break, she received the dreadful news about training camp.
Qiao Sang felt conflicted. On the one hand, she was happy to be chosen for the honors class, but on the other, memories of being ruled by alarm clocks resurfaced...
“Hey, did you hear me?” Her mother asked when the other end of the line went silent.
“I heard you. Does the training camp require staying at school?” Qiao Sang quickly accepted reality.
“It probably does. I didn’t ask. Just head over tomorrow and report in. If you need to stay on campus, give me a call, and I’ll bring anything you need.” her mother replied.
“Okay,” Qiao Sang agreed.
“By the way, I’ve already informed your Third Aunt, but make sure you explain it again in person to your Third Aunt and Grandma. Make sure you clearly state why you’re leaving.” Her mother added.
Qiao Sang: ...
“Alright.”
Her mother’s intentions couldn’t be more obvious.
After hanging up, Qiao Sang lost all motivation to practice spirit patterns.
She had plenty of time to practice later; right now, she should enjoy the last few hours of her vacation!
“Let’s go watch TV!” Qiao Sang said, walking toward Yabao.
“Xun~”
Little Treasure chirped happily and followed behind.
---
The next morning, the alarm rang, something Qiao Sang hadn’t heard in a long time, and she reluctantly got up.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes and noticed that Yabai and Little Treasure were already drinking milk.
Ah, to be young... and carefree. (Ah, yes, indeed.)
After washing up and packing her things, it was only 7:52 AM.
In the main house, where they usually had breakfast, Third Aunt was continuously bringing food from the kitchen.
“Why up so early today?” Third Aunt smiled at Qiao Sang.
“Just the other day, you were sleeping until after nine.”
Qiao Sang glanced at the unusually lavish breakfast and said, “Third Aunt, don’t tease me. You clearly knew already and made all this delicious food early just for me.”
“Your mom already called me. Honors class, at Shengshui High, quite impressive.” Third Aunt marveled.
“I just found out too.” Qiao Sang replied, sitting down.
“Has Uncle gotten up yet?”
“No, still asleep. They’re all lazy,” Third Aunt said.
Qiao Sang: ...
It seemed like she used to be the last one up...
After breakfast, everyone else was still in their rooms, so Qiao Sang had Third Aunt say goodbye on her behalf as she headed to the train station.
---
Hanggang City\'s train station was close to Shengshui High, which was why Ye Xiangting suggested her daughter report in first.
Since it was still summer vacation, there weren’t many people around Shengshui High.
Last time, as a visitor, Qiao Sang had entered through the north gate. This time, she could walk through the south gate.
Standing at the south gate, she looked up at the towering doors, over a hundred meters wide and tens of meters tall, along with the imposing school plaque above.
The school gate was a key symbol of any institution, and Shengshui High, as the top beastmaster school in Hanggang, certainly lived up to its reputation.
The gate was tightly closed, but there was a guardhouse on one side, with a guard stationed inside.
Qiao Sang walked over and spoke through the window, “Uncle, I’m here to report. Could you let me in?”
The security guard looked up, stunned for a moment when he saw a Fire Fang Dog in her arms and the little Treasure-Seeking ghost perched on her head.
“Report? Are you in your second or third year? I don’t recall seeing you before.” the guard asked hesitantly.
“I’m a new student this year. The school notified me yesterday to report today.” Qiao Sang answered.
The security guard froze for a moment, his eyes widening.
A new student?!