Sainan High School.
Dormitory Area One.
Dorm 502.
Qiao Sang sat at her desk, looking at the motionless black stone on it.
If it weren't for the occasional appearance of half-transparent crystals, one would never notice that it was a Pet Beast.
Earlier on the roadside, no matter what she said, it wouldn't respond, so to not waste time, she directly pocketed it and brought it back.
She hadn't expected this crystal-producing creature to be so patient—there it was, not making a move, except for the crystals that occasionally appeared.
"Gangbao."
The Little Steel Falcon collected the crystals one by one, using a plate nearby.
This was all food, not to be wasted.
"Do you want some Zitan crystals? If you do, just say it. How am I supposed to know otherwise?" Qiao Sang tempted it by placing Zitan crystals beside the black stone.
The crystal-producer remained unmoved, completely untempted.