Qiao Sang finished his breakfast while chatting with each other.

Michaela glanced at the air next to her.

"Wait!" Qiao Sang shouted in time.

Michaela looked over.

Qiao Sang got up and quickly returned to the room. Not long after, he came back with the pet egg, and then placed the backpack next to Lu Bao.

Lu Bao jumped up and jumped in actively.

Qiao Sang picked up the bag and said:

"I'm ready."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes went dark.

When the light returned again, I found myself at the door of a spacious prop room.

Several students passed by in the corridor. They were not surprised when they saw people and pets appearing out of thin air. They glanced at it casually. When their eyes fell on the little treasure hunter, many of them showed expressions of surprise and uncertainty.

Some even took out their mobile phones.

Wow, it’s another group of people who mistook the little treasure hunt... Qiao Sang complained inwardly, but remained calm on the outside.

"Xunxun..."

Xiao Xunbao obviously also realized the meaning of these eyes, his cheeks puffed up with anger, and he disappeared.

"Dong dong." Michaela knocked on the door twice, opened the door and walked in.

Qiao Sang followed closely and closed the door.

"You're here." The white-haired old man who was instructing his pet beast to dissolve a certain ore raised his head and said hello in a neutral tone.

Then he set his eyes on Qiao Sang and said with a rather novel look: "Is this the student from the Imperial Class who became a B-level beast master at the age of 17?"

"That's right." Michaela nodded.

"Hello, teacher." Qiao Sang said politely.

The white-haired old man looked at the girl in front of him several times and said curiously:

"How do you usually train your brain? Do you just rely on meditation?"

Qiao Sang said "Yeah": "But I drank a bottle of Weir's original liquid when I was in Super Pleiades."

What is Weir's liquid? Almost all the students at the Imperial Beast Control Academy have taken it... The old man stopped asking any more questions and instead said:

"I heard that you want to refine props, what materials are they?"

The gentleness of his tone was actually much gentler than his treatment of Michaela.

Isn't this teacher having some beef with Teacher Michaela? Qiao Sang thought as he nodded towards where the little treasure hunter was hiding next to him.

"Xunxun~"

Little Treasure Hunter appeared, took off the ring, and dug inside.

The old man stared at the little treasure hunter for a moment, and then showed a look of astonishment on his face: "That ghost ring king who took off other people's clothes and threw them into the police station?"

Qiao Sang: "..."

Little treasure hunt: "..."

"It's not it." Michaela said calmly: "I took Qiao Sang to practice in the Dragon Kingdom some time ago, and I just came back yesterday."

The old man ignored Michaela, but looked at Qiao Sang and smiled:

"It's not a good thing to look exactly like the pet beast on which a bounty is placed. I hope that Ghost Ring King will be caught soon."

I didn’t run away because I had a problem with Teacher Michaela... Qiao Sang nodded and said:

"I hope so too."

During the conversation, Xiao Xuntao found the bag containing ancient gold and handed it over.

The old man took it, opened it, took a look, then turned to look at the little treasure hunter, and said:

"I understand, I want to help this Ghost Ring King refine props."

After saying that, he looked at Qiao Sang again and asked:

"What kind of props do you want to refine?"

Qiao Sang thought for a while and said:

"You can carry it close to your body at any time, but you don't want props that closely match your body shape, because my Ghost Ring King is about to evolve and its body shape will change."

"It's best if the style is more refined. My Ghost Ring King likes good-looking things. As for the function, I just hope that the energy can be absorbed faster."

"Xunxun~"

Little Xunbao nodded with approval.

What my beast master said won its heart.

"I understand." The old man said, "Come over in half a month."

His tone suddenly became much colder.

The change in attitude was so sudden that Qiao Sang was a little confused. He didn't know what he said wrong. He didn't dare to ask how many points he needed for a while, for fear that the other party might be in a bad mood and suddenly increase the price.

"Then let's go first." Michaela said.

The old man waved his hand rather coldly.

…

Coming out of the props room and heading to the Diban area, Qiao Sang couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart and asked:

"Does Mr. Grover have a bad relationship with you?"

Michaela sighed: "It's not that we don't have a good relationship with me, it's that we don't have a good relationship with all the teachers and students in our Imperial Class."

Huh? Qiao Sang was stunned for a moment.

Isn’t it said that the Imperial Class is the most awesome class in the entire Imperial Beast Control Academy?

Before she could ask, Michaela continued:

"Our Imperial Class aims at the Interstellar Cup. Naturally, the major competitions we participate in have nothing to do with props. The use of props is also prohibited in daily training. Grover has wanted to make props for our Imperial Class students to use several times before.

, but they were all rejected. One teacher even said in front of him, "Props are useless, your own strength is the last word." This sentence directly angered him. There was also a student who accepted his props.

But he turned around and sold the prop at a high price with points."

"Since then, he hasn't treated us Imperial Class members very well."

This... Qiao Sang looked confused when he heard this and said hesitantly:

"Then is it appropriate for him to make my props?"

"Did you see that he refused?" Michaela looked over and said with a smile: "The more you are rejected, the more you want to be recognized. Don't worry, he will make the props you want and be very serious about it."

Qiao Sang felt relieved, then thought of something and asked:

"I think Mr. Grover was very kind to me at the beginning, but why didn't he seem to like me anymore later?"

"That's because the prop requirements you mentioned are too simple." Michaela said, "The requirements you mentioned can be achieved even by students from the Prop Academy."

After a pause, she added: "But he does think highly of you, and he probably heard about your deeds."

He said and laughed: "I didn't expect that he would take over the refining of your props this time. I thought he would never help the people of the Imperial Class refining props again."

Hey hey hey, that's not what you said before... Qiao Sang complained in his heart and asked again:

"People in the Imperial Class don't use props for training, so is it appropriate for me to use props?"

Michaela smiled and said:

"You are still far away from the Star Cup."

This means that it is too early.

Qiao Sang: "..."

…

The blue sky is like a fairy tale back garden.

Familiar pavilion.

From a distance, you can see a lady with half-white hair, fair skin, and obvious wrinkles sitting inside.

"The dean is inside, please go over." Michaela said.

"Not together?" Qiao Sang asked.

Michaela said: "The dean is meeting you, not me."

After saying that, he disappeared into thin air.

Qiao Sang: "..."

Qiao Sang slowly exhaled, corrected his posture, walked toward the pavilion, and said respectfully:

"Hello, Dean."

"Sit down." Dean Teresa said, gesturing to the tea in front of her with her eyes: "Have a drink, it's specially prepared for you."

Qiao Sang was a little flattered. He placed the pet egg on the round table, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

Dean Teresa glanced at the pet egg and said with a smile:

"This is the egg of the little Tinglong."
To be continued...