Sure enough, it was an admission letter...
She hadn’t expected it to arrive like this...
In that moment, Qiao Sang’s interest in the Mechanical Department’s pet beasts spiked sharply.
Imagine this: later, you’re arguing with someone online.
The other person brags, “If you’ve got the guts, come hit me!”
You just smile, glance over at your Mechanical Department pet beast.
The mechanical pet immediately understands, reaches a hand through the computer, traces the network to find the other person, and gives them a slap across the face.
How satisfying would that be!
Lost in such daydreams, Qiao Sang opened the admission letter.
A video appeared out of nowhere above the paper.
On screen, a woman with half-white hair—clearly Western—smiled and said:
“Congratulations on being admitted to the Imperial Beast Academy. I’m Dean Theresa Dwight. I know your mind is full of questions—Is this place right for me? Do I really belong here? I promise you, we see many shining points in you that you yourself have not yet discovered. You will find your home here.”
“Freshman Qiao Sang, I’m from the Beast-Taming Department of the Imperial Beast Academy. Welcome.”