October 22nd, Wednesday.
Clear skies.
Donghuang Beast Taming Academy Headquarters.
As Chen Wenhao sneaked in through the back door, stepping on the bell for class, Professor Shen was staring at the Pet Beast guide on the projection screen, spitting as he spoke: "I've said many times, the grade of a Pet Beast isn't fixed. Even a pet beast of ordinary quality has the potential to ascend to Morning Star quality..."
Chen Wenhao, who quietly sat down, took out his textbook, his dark circles noticeable, clearly lacking in spirit.
As he was about to return to Qinling, he had been busy helping the teacher organize various materials and archives, working non-stop throughout the day, while also trying to find time to attend classes.
Busy, busy is good.
