Saline-Alkali land.
Landfill.
Most of the stray dogs that came from the dog market were large, fierce dogs. In other words, only large, fierce dogs could survive the competition of the law of the jungle. Although their bloodlines were not so pure, if they were small dogs like Pomeranians or poodles, they would basically be taken home and raised.
The rest were all kinds of strange mixed-breeds. Some were the second generation of dogs born from the mating of stray dogs, and some were experimental products deliberately crossbred with purebred dogs by the villagers near the dog market in order to beat their opponents in dog fighting gambling and earn money for their owners.
When these outsiders first came to the landfill, they had already been defeated by the stray cats, and now they were hit head-on by the indigenous people.
The wild dogs that had been wandering nearby for a long time had long regarded this place as their own territory. Although they were all mixed breeds, and none of them were purebred, they had accumulated a wealth of fighting experience in the cruel competition, especially in group fights. They were even crazier than purebred, large, fierce dogs when they fought.
More importantly, dogs were social animals, and they would spontaneously create class distinctions in the population. Whoever was stronger and fought without caring for their lives would intimidate other wild dogs and become the dog king here.
A group of temporarily gathered mobs that had been defeated by the stray cats were already physically weak, hungry, and cold. Suddenly, they encountered a group of organized, led, and experienced bandits. Even if the former was a regular army, they might not be able to win in front of the latter.
The truth was that the new stray dogs were driven out of the landfill by the indigenous wild dogs, and they only dared to wander around the periphery.
The outside of the landfill was far less rich in food than the central area.
Every day, a garbage truck dumped freshly baked garbage near several garbage mountains. This garbage was mainly domestic garbage, but it also included construction garbage such as bricks, tiles, and ceramics, as well as harmful garbage. In theory, it was not recyclable, but there was also a lot of recyclable garbage mixed in, because sometimes the cost of recycling garbage was higher than completely making a new one.
Domestic garbage was mainly organic matter, such as leftovers, bones, and fruit peels. These things were treated with biotechnology to accelerate degradation, and then buried in the soil, waiting for decomposition to be completed.
However, there was another kind of "biotechnology," which was that before it was buried underground, these wild dogs would dig out the bones and meat that had not yet completely decayed, and they would have a good meal.
The stray dogs that could only wait in the periphery of the landfill could not enjoy such good benefits.
It had been some time since the stray dogs were driven out of the dog market and arrived here. They wandered around the periphery and slowly formed several small groups. Each small group also had its own leader.
Birds of a feather flock together.
Stray dogs that were alone had to join these small groups. Otherwise, there was almost no room for survival.
According to the oral accounts of the landfill workers, there were four well-known stray dog groups: the Pit Bull Gang, the German Shepherd Association, the Mastiff Group, and the Native Dog Group.
These names were, of course, jokes. They were nicknames given by the employees for convenience. It wasn't that everyone in the Pit Bull Gang was a pit bull. How could there be so many pit bulls? In fact, it was named after the leaders of the four small groups.
The leader of the Pit Bull Gang was a strong pit bull. It was said that when this kind of dog fought, it would ignore pain under the stimulation of adrenaline. It was extremely bloodthirsty and crazy. Whether it was biting its own kind or people, once it bit, it would not let go. It had become a terrifying legend in the landfill, and everyone was afraid of it.
The leader of the German Shepherd Association was a cunning German Shepherd. It and its subordinates rarely hurt people. Compared to dogs, it was more like a wolf. It would even use simple strategies and often led its subordinates to attack other small groups. It came and went like the wind.
The leader of the Mastiff Group was a huge black mastiff with long hair. Its roar was earth-shattering, like a black lion. It was said that the blood of the Tibetan mastiff flowed in its body. With its rough skin and long hair, it was not at a disadvantage even in a one-on-one battle with a bloodthirsty pit bull.
The leader of the Native Dog Group was a mixed breed dog. It was a combination of the genes of several fierce dogs and their characteristics. It was a fighting dog specially bred by the villagers. However, because it bit people in the village, the owner was afraid of being punished and implicated, so he abandoned it. It became a stray dog. Of course, it had a strong combat power.
There were often frictions and fights between small groups, and sometimes they would fight with the wild dogs occupying the center position. After the emergence of a leader and organization, the combat power of these foreign stray dogs increased rapidly and gradually began to encroach on the territory of the wild dogs.
The landfill workers occasionally talked about this after dinner. They were all guessing which of the four leaders of the four small groups was the chosen one. Would they unify these foreign stray dogs?
A few workers who liked to gamble in private also secretly bet on which leader would eventually unify the stray dogs and become the real dog king.
Once all the stray dogs were unified, they would definitely have the power to compete with the wild dogs. With their excellent genes, they might even be able to replace them.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that if the German Shepherd of the German Shepherd Association became the final winner, it would definitely bring the greatest improvement to the stray dogs as a whole. After all, it was very strategic, liked to attack and outflank other small groups or leaders in battle, and rarely fought head-on with other small groups or leaders.
However, the competition for the dog king throne was not decided by strategy. It was a one-on-one battle with teeth and flesh.
In terms of individual combat power, this German Shepherd was slightly inferior to the other three leaders. The betting odds among the workers were also the highest.
Of course, in theory, it was also possible for dogs other than these four dogs to unify the stray dogs, but everyone knew that this possibility was extremely small. Fixed groups and strata had been formed, and it was extremely difficult to break them.
The dogs within the group obeyed the leader, and challengers could only come from the outside. However, a new stray dog, if it wanted to unify the world, must challenge the four leaders one by one and win. From beginning to end, it must win overwhelmingly and not be seriously injured. Because it was a dog alone, there was no time to recuperate. If it barely defeated a leader and was seriously injured, it would immediately be torn to pieces by other stray dogs.
But if it could defeat these four dogs in an overwhelming victory … Was it still a dog? Even a lion would find it difficult to do so.
The last possibility was that any stray dog did not have time to unify, and the leaders of the landfill took measures to kill them all.
On this day, in the direction of the sea, a different stray dog came.
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