1222. Chapter 1217: Shedding Completed
Dragon-type pets develop slowly, taking several times longer than ordinary pets even in their early stages.
Even with top-tier resources, a mid-level dragon-type pet can take months or even a year to molt.
But a Thunder Dragon molted after only about a month—a bit too fast.
“Xunxun…”
Little Xunbao breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
Shedding…
Shedding… Qiao Sang was delighted.
Shedding meant Tingbao was growing healthily.
A thought struck her, and she asked,
“How long does it usually take to molt?”
“It depends on the pet,” Mikaela replied. “A mid-level dragon-type pet typically molts in a day. Let it sleep, and upon waking, it’ll complete the molt. That’s how the Dragon King took a day.”
“Stop it,” the Dragon King nodded, confirming his decision.
A day? Guess I better stay home from now on… Qiao Sang pondered as she bent over, picked up Tingbao, and set him on the sofa.
Although Tingbao was over two meters long, Qiao Sang now found it easy to pick him up.
“It’s best for a dragon-type pet to have its tamer present when it’s molting,” Mikaela said.
After a pause, she added, “If a dragon-type pet can’t sense its tamer’s presence during the molting process, its temperament might change afterward and it won’t be as close to its tamer.”
And there was this… Qiao Sang said seriously, “I’ll definitely stay by Tingbao’s side.”
Mikaela said, “I have something else to do, so I’ll leave first. Contact me when it’s time to molt,” and then she and Peng Jiamei disappeared from the scene.
The Dragon King stayed.
Qiao Sang sat on the sofa and asked, “Aren’t you coming with me?”
“Stop,”
the Dragon King picked up the remote control from the coffee table and lay on his side, his head propped up by his paws. He pressed the remote, watching the TV, and barked, indicating that he wasn’t needed for what Mikaela was about to do.
“Steel Chief,” Gangbao translated in his mind.
“What’s the teacher been up to lately?” Qiao Sang asked curiously.
Lately, Teacher Mikaela’s behavior has been a bit like when he was in Gaozhou, constantly out and about.
“Momo,”
the Dragon King called out, watching the TV, signaling she was going to relax.
“Steel Chief,”
Gangbao translated in his mind.
Relax? Could it be that Teacher Mikaela has been under too much pressure lately? Qiao Sang pondered for a moment,
then stopped dwelling on it. The most important thing right now was Tingbao’s molting.
“Xunxun…”
Suddenly, little Xunbao called out cautiously from the side.
Since Old Six needed a day to molt, he wouldn’t be able to earn 200 points today. Did he need training…
“Ya Ya!”
Before Qiao Sang could say anything, Yabao called out, indicating that the extra time would definitely be spent training.
With that, he walked towards the open-air training ground and called out,
“Ya Ya.”
Let’s go. He needs to train too, let’s join in.
He knew his beastmaster wouldn’t leave until Tingbao finished molting.
Little Xunbao: “…”
Little Xunbao looked at his beastmaster with a pitiful look.
Qiao Sang smiled, “Go.”
…Little Xunbao pouted, his face looking miserable as he drifted towards the open-air training ground.
…
The next day, at 4:30 p.m.,
Qiao Sang sat on the sofa, reading a book about dragon-type pet molting.
Then, the Dragon King changed the channel.
The news anchor’s voice rang out:
“Recently, there have been several incidents of pets exploiting their unique abilities to specifically target pets they are superior to. We urge all participants in the Pet Free Points Competition to take note and prevent this behavior…”
Qiao Sang looked up at the TV.
As the news began, a video clearly from a surveillance camera appeared in the upper right corner. A yellow electric-type pet was battling three other pets, its lightning striking it unscathed.
Qiao Sang had an amazing memory. Almost immediately, she recognized it as the spherical electric pet she’d battled with Tingbao two weeks prior.
Could this little creature have been inspired by the match with Tingbao?
If everyone saw this news, finding electric pets to battle with in the future would be a real challenge…
“Xunxun~”
Just as she was thinking, little Xunbao, cracking melon seeds, floated over, watching the TV, and barked, suggesting that this was the creature Laoliu had battled before.
“Is your opponent easy to find these days?” Qiao Sang asked.
“Xunxun~”
Little Xunbao barked, indicating that it wasn’t difficult and that it would take some time to find him.
“I’m afraid it won’t be so easy to find again,” Qiao Sang said.
“Xunxun?” Little Xunbao barked, a puzzled expression on his face.
Was it because of the news?
Qiao Sang was about to respond when the sofa suddenly moved.
She turned and was shocked to find Tingbao awake, twisting his body.
As he twisted, his skin peeled off.
“Tingbao, you’re awake!” Qiao Sang exclaimed in surprise.
The Dragon King turned.
“Tingting,”
Tingbao called out, continuing to wiggle.
“Xunxun…”
Little Xunbao stared curiously.
This is molting…
“Ya Ya!”
Just then, Yabao came running from the direction of the open-air training grounds, barking.
Is Laoliu finally molting?
He’d heard the noise outside.
Qiao Sang hummed, “He’s molting right now.”
Then, he picked up his phone from the coffee table and dialed Teacher Mikala’s number.
There was no answer.
But the next second, Mikala and Peng Jiamei appeared out of thin air in the living room.
“You calling at this hour, I figured it must be the Thunder Dragon’s molting time,” Mikala said, looking at Tingbao, who was writhing on the sofa.
“You’re quite astonished. You guessed it! No wonder I was wondering why you didn’t answer my call,” Qiao Sang flattered him slyly.
A smile played on Mikala’s lips.
The feeling of being praised by a genius is different from that of being praised by a pervert, especially a pervert like Qiao Sang.
After about two minutes, Tingbao finished shedding its skin.
“Tingting…”
Tingbao looked left and right, curiously examining his body after shedding its skin.
“It feels like you’ve gotten a lot bigger.” Qiao Sang said as he looked at Tingbao.
If Tingbao looked about two meters and one before, he would be about two meters and four now, which is far beyond the size of an average mid-level pet.
“Tingting.”
Tingbao’s eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he immediately twisted his body and flew towards the full-length mirror in the living room.
“With each subsequent shedding, the size of the Thunder Dragon will increase a little,” said Mikaela.
Teacher Jacqueline explained this… Qiao Sang nodded and said,
“I understand.”
“Xunxun…”
Little Xunbao looked at Tingbao after he shed his skin with envy.
“Tingting!”
Tingbao, who was looking in the mirror, suddenly remembered something, turned his head and called out, asking when he would come back. He hadn’t accumulated all his 200 points yet, so he had to find an opponent to compete with!
Qiao Sang: “.”
Little Xunbao: “.” (End of this chapter)
