Chapter 83: Little Sister

"This is for you to drink." Qiao San patted the little treasure ghost's head gently and said softly.

The little treasure ghost hesitated for a moment upon hearing this but still chose to push the milk forward.

"Xun~"

"How will you grow if you give this to me?" Qiao San said with a smile.

The little treasure ghost paused in the act of offering the milk.

It stared at Qiao San dumbly, not as clever as it had been the day before.

"Now, it's not impossible to buy it. As long as you promise to be good, drink your milk on time, and tell me what you like, don't hide things in the ring. I'll find a way to get them for you." Qiao San took the opportunity to make a request.

Anyway, it would be bought eventually, just a matter of time.

It was better to buy it according to the little treasure ghost's wishes and set some conditions.

It was too difficult to change a species' habits.

Instead of letting the little treasure ghost hide things, it was better to be involved and let it know that it could get what it liked openly and honestly.

The little treasure ghost stared at Qiao San for a long time, then suddenly pounced into her arms and started crying.

"Xun!"

"Xun!"

"Why are you crying?" Qiao San was taken aback.

The little treasure ghost just kept crying.

It didn't know why, but it suddenly felt like crying.

Firefang was watching TV and drinking milk when it was startled by the little treasure ghost's crying.

It looked at the little treasure ghost and then at the milk it was drinking, remembering what its tamer had said about being a family. After some hesitation, it walked over and offered the half-drunk milk in its paw.

"Ya."

"Yaya."

The little treasure ghost turned to look at Firefang's action, and its crying gradually subsided.

"Xunxun."

"Ya."

"Xun."

"Yaya."

The two pets conversed harmoniously.

Qiao San watched this scene with satisfaction.

In the past, Firefang would never have given up anything it had in its mouth.

After the little treasure ghost calmed down, Qiao San, following its wishes, chose a prop for it that matched Firefang's.

The style was the same, but the energy it condensed was different.

The little treasure ghost had two attributes.

After some thought, Qiao San chose the Mind Orb, which could accelerate the condensation of psychic energy.

With the ability to level up, whether it was ghost energy or psychic energy, the effect would be the same.

The difference was in which skill's casting time could be shortened.

Since the little treasure ghost was a ghost-type pet, and everyone was on guard against its ghost skills, suddenly using a psychic skill would definitely catch them off guard.

Surprise attacks were all about speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

From this perspective, buying the Mind Orb was more suitable.

After buying the Mind Orb, Qiao San quickly closed her phone, afraid that she might lose control and spend more.

Rare attribute pets were expensive.

Similarly, rare attribute props were also expensive.

Fortunately, it was the same online store, and the chat records were still there. The customer service, seeing that Qiao San had bought two props in one day, offered a friendly price of 139,999 League Coins.

Spending half her net worth on online shopping, even Qiao San felt a bit anxious.

Money was really hard to spend…

…

At 6 PM, at the dining table.

Auntie Three was a chatty person. She looked at Ye Ranran, who was eating with her head down, and gossiped, "How was the blind date today? Is the guy from a government agency or a public institution?"

Ye Ranran glanced at Qiao San, seeking help with her eyes.

Qiao San pretended not to see as she gnawed on a chicken leg.

She also wanted to hear the gossip…

Ye Ranran then looked at Ye Jingwen, who was reading a book while eating with one hand.

"It's a public institution, he's a teacher," Ye Ranran answered honestly.

"Being a teacher is good. Which school and what subject does he teach?" Auntie Three asked.

Qiao San could sense something from this question.

In this society, when people got married, the top priority was always the tamer, followed by the profession.

Auntie Three was trying to indirectly find out if the guy was a tamer.

Ye Ranran took a sip of soup and said, "It doesn't matter what he teaches. We're not a good match."

Auntie Three frowned. "What's not a good match? You just met once, you didn't even get to know each other. If your mother finds out, she'll be worried again."

Ye Ranran was the eldest daughter of Uncle Two.

Auntie Three, though an ordinary person, had a good personality and understood the ways of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, getting along well with her sisters-in-law.

"He has a pet, a Snowbrow Rabbit, which is a natural enemy of my Wind Carver. We're not a good match," Ye Ranran explained.

Auntie Three fell silent instantly.

In today's society, when dating, if both were tamers, how their pets got along was very important.

Dating was one thing, but marriage required more caution.

Living together, pets would see each other frequently. If they fought every time they met, it would affect the couple's relationship.

After all, tamers were always loyal to their pets.

These days, girls didn't ask the soul-searching question of whether their mother or they were more important.

Instead, they asked whether they or the guy's pet was more important to gauge the guy's feelings.

…

After dinner, Qiao San went to Liu Ganyi.

Firefang had already recovered its energy.

Soon, after splitting 10 times and releasing 80 sparks, it fell into a lethargic state again.

The little treasure ghost handed over the milk it had prepared in advance.

This time, Firefang hesitated for a moment before accepting it.

Qiao San recorded the data.

Although both Firefang and Spark were in the initial stages, the energy consumption difference between a mid-level and a low-level skill was still significant.

Just as Qiao San finished recording and was about to leave, a voice sounded behind her: "Little sister."

Qiao San was almost scared out of her wits.

She turned around to see a girl in a white dress, with long hair, a typical midnight ghost look.

Fortunately, it was still a bit light outside in the summer evening, and the girl, though in a white dress with long hair, wore glasses.

She didn't look like a beautiful and terrifying ghost but rather like a bookworm.

"Big sister, you scared me to death." Qiao San patted her heart.

"You have a fire-type and a ghost-type pet, and you're still so timid?" Ye Jingwen asked.

Qiao San: "…"

Did she need to build up her courage every day facing Firefang and the little treasure ghost who always wanted milk?

"Why are you here?" Qiao San asked in return.

"I came to find you specifically." Ye Jingwen paused. "Little sister, help me with something."

"Call my name." Qiao San said.

She was still shaken from the scare and couldn't bring herself to call her "big sister" now.

The two were not much apart in age, and they usually called each other by name. Besides, Qiao San's mental age was much older than Ye Jingwen's.

"San, help me with something," Ye Jingwen corrected herself.

"What is it?" Qiao San asked.

She was also curious why Ye Jingwen didn't say it at home and came out to find her specifically.

Qiao San suddenly became wary, thinking of something.

Was she here to borrow money?!