While Claude walked to school with his backpack, and Hua sat in the infirmary receiving treatment, Daju sat on the cold, damp ground, discussing with Kong Xiuwen the strategy for leaving the fishing village.
"The spatial teleportation gate installed inside the stove was originally intended to connect directly to the Twenty-Eight Constellations branch, to facilitate monitoring the situation in the fishing village, and also to compensate for the previous one-way transmission gate's shortcomings," Kong Xiuwen, exhausted, wiped his sweaty hair and spoke hoarsely. "Fortunately, the teleportation gate was still incomplete. I made some temporary modifications and redirected the destination to a nearby cave not far from the fishing village."
However, at that time, he was critically injured, cursed, and never thought he would live to see another sunrise. He had risked his last breath to escape into the teleportation channel, just to prevent the Bi Luo organization from getting
Inside the city, dusk settled deeply, and several streetlamps stood alongside the road, casting a bleak white light akin to the cool glow of the moon. The cold wind whistled through the alleys, provoking pitiful howls from stray dogs.Despite being a prosperous metropolis with the highest economic and cultural strength in the country, the nightlife of its citizens couldn’t compare to that of small towns and villages. After nightfall, every household shuts its doors and windows, rarely venturing out unless absolutely necessary. "They say Su Fang City is the gateway between our world and hell. Going out at night might expose you to demons crawling out of hell to claim lives," the girl walked down the road with a flashlight, tightly gripping her friend's arm, "so the locals here tend to go out and return early, avoiding the night altogether.""The rules at your hotel are truly odd," another girl remarked with a touch of disapproval while trying to comfort her friend, "But don't worry, we
"At 5:30 am, a shrill alarm clock woke the sleeping high school student. Claude groaned and turned over, reaching around the nightstand before remembering that he didn't have an alarm clock. "Dog toy? Stop singing, you're off-key," he grumbled, unable to reach the dog toy. Instead, he knocked on his own head and tried to shrink into the blankets. "Let me sleep for another five minutes; I'll get up soon." He tightened his arms, hugged the fluffy little dog, and buried his face in its soft belly. After a while, he suddenly realized something was wrong and opened his eyes abruptly, staring in horror at the dog that had appeared in his arms. "Where did this dog come from?!" Seeing him getting ready to get up, the dog toy stopped singing and cleared its throat, happily answering him. "This is the Chinese native breed dog body that I made out of the meat fragments you obtained yesterday. It will be your avatar as a Dog god messenger." Curiously, Claude reached out and touched the Chi
The spiritual power acquired from banishing the Hellcat proved more beneficial to Claude than he had anticipated. Despite adopting a new disguise every night and exploring the city, he managed to retain enough energy during the day to attend classes. He promptly caught up on the classes he had missed due to the distraction caused by the sudden emergence of dog ears and tails."Two senior studies are quite demanding," sighed Claude. "I haven't completed my homework yet.""Is that why you're battling while reciting textbooks?" the dog toy sarcastically jabbed.Claude sheepishly smiled, curled his fingers, and blocked the entire poem copied on paper. He leaned against the protective railing atop the building's roof, swinging his legs leisurely in the air."Only two Hellcats tonight, so I've got nothing to do at the moment. Though their numbers vary nightly, I'll wait until sunrise to complete my tasks. Who knows, new Hellcats might emerge after I return home. I'll have to rise from bed,
That night, Claude didn't have time to locate the hideout of the super-powered criminal gang; the group had already rushed out to find him. As he left the house after dealing with a hellcat, he heard the shrill cries of stray cats from a remote part of the suburbs.'It's not a Hellcat, it's a normal cat,' the dog toy stated firmly, sensing no Hell Gate presence.Though Claude initially hesitated, the cat's cries grew more desperate, urging him to investigate. He followed the sound, speculating, 'Maybe it accidentally fell into a ventilation shaft? I've read about similar incidents.'Upon jumping to a nearby roof, Claude witnessed a group surrounding a cat locked in an iron cage. They wielded electric batons, viciously attacking the defenseless animal while chatting and laughing callously.'Isn't it said that a cat can attract the dog demon? Why is there no movement yet?' one person scoffed, as the leader barked orders. 'Summon the demon dog! If not, download a cat's meow audio file! I
At midnight, a figure darted swiftly among the towering buildings. [Turn left and enter the fire escape of that building!] The dog toy barked eagerly in Claude’s mind, urging him to materialize and leap out to help.Claude remained composed, his tail firmly hooked onto the top of the telephone pole. In moments, he leaped to the nearby closed bakery, transforming into a small raccoon cat and stealthily hiding in the carriage of a tricycle selling snacks. Cross-legged, he observed the pursuing people, now turned around in confusion."Another group of super-powered beings," he murmured with a melancholic expression. "Had I known this, I might have joined the Twenty-Eight Constellations. At least then I’d be pursuing them."It had been nearly half a month since he rescued the child from the fire control. During this period, he encountered the fanatics of the super-power sect almost daily. While he managed most ti
Claude leaned on a makeshift crutch, determinedly hopping down the street. Despite the chilly spring air, his sweatshirt clung to his back. The pain in his leg was fierce, yet he found solace in the resilience of a stray dog he encountered."Seriously, on one leg, it can still bound several meters and land securely," Claude gestured grandly, his voice tinged with irony. "Don't mistake my current state for weakness-I could take on two hellhounds!""Now's the chance to see if you're just boasting," a voice in his head commented."Five pursuers, four of whom have superpowers, and one likely broadcasting your every move-is this the challenge you compare to two hellhounds?" Claude gasped, longing to turn back but forcing himself to ignore the urge. With his ears pricked, he tried to identify the pursuers' approach amidst the howling wind. He lurched to the side, as if overcome by fatigue, flinging his crutch at the oncoming f
Yan Anqing placed the puppy on the table near the bedside cabinet, changed out of his pajamas, and gently patted the dog's head. He yawned, crawled into bed, covered himself with a blanket, and fell into a deep sleep.Claude perked up his ears and let out a quiet bark, inquiring about the nearby situation."No one has come over. The superpower user who controls the gray mist passed by the iron net once but didn't find anything, so he quickly returned," reported the dog toy, advising Claude again. "Why not stay here for the night, or for a few days? Your friend seems like he's going to keep you for a while. It's a good chance to completely separate your identity.""I'll bring danger to Yan Anqing," Claude explained softly, examining his healing hind leg. "In half an hour, when it's slightly lighter, we'll leave."Prepared to hunt the dog demon at night, the five people tracking Claude were equipped fo
In the classroom of Senior 2 Class 3, Sufang No. 1 Middle School, Claude held a pen in his hand. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Yan Anqing, who was just an aisle away from him, lying fast asleep on her textbook, her eyelids drooping involuntarily.The spiritual power he had acquired from expelling the Hellcat last night was mostly used to heal the cat. Some of it was appropriated by the dog toy, specifically to debug the smoothness of his body and the vest when they were opened simultaneously. The remaining bit was insufficient to maintain his full energy throughout the day."Why don't you take a nap first?" the dog toy worriedly advised him. "I can record everything the teacher says for you, and I can play the audio tonight when I am free."Claude couldn't help but laugh and retorted, "You used to glitch even when I recited a text at night. How can you play the audio of the teacher's lecture now?"