Nanfeng had just finished a round when Fang Zhao arrived. He had finally broken his personal record with much difficulty and was in high spirits.
Nanfeng hadn't expected Planet Yin's self-made handheld console and game to be so interesting. Although Curly Hair would stretch out his paw from time to time, it always played a crucial role. It was rather impressive.
As expected of a dog worth close to 300 million. Even his paw was blessed with luck!
Nanfeng didn't think that Curly Hair really knew how to play such advanced games. He thought that Curly Hair was just trying his luck.
Thus, when he saw the screen full of salutes, Nanfeng excitedly picked up Curly Hair's paw and kissed it twice.
“Mua！ Mua！ As expected of our Little Curly Curls. Sigh, this little paw is really impressive! "
Curly Hair puffed out his chest and stuck out his tongue excitedly. He hadn't played a game console in a long time, and it was a new one. He was happy! He had even broken a record!
Then, the man and the dog saw Fang Zhao standing there with a straight face.
"Cough, Boss, why are you here?"
Nanfeng bounced up from the stone bench and returned the game console to the student beside him. He stood there awkwardly and felt a little guilty. I usually presented myself as an elite in front of Fang Zhao. It wasn't easy for me to get a promotion. What would I do if my persona crumbled now? Would Boss think that I was a good-for-nothing, lazy person who found excuses not to work, and a two-faced person?
Curly Hair immediately jumped down from the stone bench and walked over with his tail drooping. He carefully raised his eyes to look at Fang Zhao.
Dogs were adept at capturing a human's facial expressions to sense the other party's emotions.
Now, although Fang Zhao didn't have any expression on his face, Curly Hair knew that Fang Zhao wasn't in a good mood. Curly Hair still wanted Fang Zhao to buy a game console for him.
Fang Zhao didn't say much since they were still outside. He let Nanfeng, Yan Biao, and Zuo Yu return to rest. The art troupe was about to leave Planet Yin, so they had to go back and prepare.
After returning to their residence in silence, Nanfeng lamented, "Games have ruined me! Boss's evaluation of me is definitely not good now! He won't fire me, right? "
Yan Biao and Zuo Yu looked at him with a complicated expression. "I don't think so. You're still very useful."
Nanfeng didn't believe it. He sighed and collapsed on the sofa. "I didn't expect it either. I only wanted to play for a while, but three hours passed in the blink of an eye!"
What pained Nanfeng the most was that he was caught playing games while walking the dog!
Would he still be assigned dog-walking tasks in the future?
It was a workplace mistake!
It was too late to regret now. He could only think about how to improve the boss's impression of him.
Elsewhere, after Fang Zhao returned to his residence, Curly Hair paced around the room before looking at Fang Zhao. There were no surveillance cameras here. It had something to say!
Fang Zhao gestured for Curly Hair to come over. "I also have something to tell you."
Curly Hair immediately squatted down.
"Just now, someone from the Inter-planetary Fund came to talk to me …"
Fang Zhao passed on the Inter-planetary Fund's objective to Curly Hair, letting Curly Hair know what species he was and reminding him that the Inter-planetary Fund already had people who knew his background.
"Cyborg?" Curly Hair was very curious about this. He had always thought that he was just a slightly more impressive dog. Little did he expect that they weren't of the same species!
No wonder he only wanted to eat when he saw those dogs. They really weren't of the same species!
Curly Hair wagged his tail. When he heard Fang Zhao say that the Inter-planetary Fund could provide him with the energy he needed to grow, his tail wagged even more happily.
Someone to provide food → Wouldn't eat Fang Zhao poor → Wouldn't have to worry about being abandoned for eating too much.
Curly Hair's eyes glowed with delight as he sorted out this logic.
After summarizing all that Fang Zhao had said, Curly Hair had a deeper understanding of the Inter-planetary Fund.
Inter-planetary Fund = Snack Supplier
Curly Hair needed large amounts of energy to grow. He had heard that the Inter-planetary Fund was very rich. He wouldn't eat the Inter-planetary Fund poor, right?
Who cares! So be it!
As for Fang Zhao's "need to shoulder certain responsibilities when necessary", Curly Hair indicated that this wasn't a problem!
Shoulder responsibilities? Shoulder what responsibilities?
Were they going to fight? Or become a sniffer dog? Or dig for bones? Anything is fine!
With the food issue resolved, life as a dog would be much brighter and more relaxed!
All that was left was …
Curly Hair raised his eyes and carefully observed Fang Zhao's expression.
"Do you understand everything I just said?" Fang Zhao asked solemnly.
"Understood!" Curly Hair nodded his head seriously.
Fang Zhao frowned and looked at Curly Hair.
After a while, Fang Zhao said, "Do you have anything else to add?"
Curly Hair's ears twitched and he licked his nose. "Can I buy a game console? The one Nanfeng played just now isn't bad. It definitely won't be expensive. "
Curly Hair was still very restrained when he was outside. Even if he couldn't help but stretch out his paw to touch the game console, it was still within a controllable range.
He had never seen that handheld game console before. There were many small games inside, and even though it couldn't be connected to the internet, it was still very interesting. Curly Hair couldn't forget it after returning and wanted Fang Zhao to buy one back so he could play to his heart's content.
The kind of game console that could be played without a gaming helmet and with paws was still very attractive to Curly Hair.
It was this handheld game console that had freed him from the pain of his personal terminal being trampled on, so …
"Buy it? Awoo? "
Curly Hair rolled around and lightly scratched Fang Zhao's shoes with his little paw. His jet-black eyes shone with desire.
Fang Zhao looked at him without saying anything.
Curly Hair rolled another two rounds and raised his head to look at Fang Zhao. The muscles on his eyebrows were raised, making him look even more pitiful.
Fang Zhao continued to keep a straight face.
"You want the handheld game console?" Fang Zhao asked.
"Yes!" Curly Hair jumped up.
"Alright, do a set of comprehensive questions. Full marks are 100. Don't even think about getting anything less than 95."
"… Woo."
Fang Zhao presented a set of questions. Among them, the multiple-choice questions were related to this trip to Planet Yin and the Inter-planetary Fund collaboration he had just mentioned.
While Fang Zhao was presenting the questions, Curly Hair seized the time to search for the knowledge stored in his memory and put on an emergency pre-exam revision. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to play if he did poorly.
Curly Hair nervously did a set of questions seriously. After he was done, he even double-checked his answers three times before submitting them at the last minute of Fang Zhao's allotted time.
The scores came out very quickly.
"95 points. Just right on the line." Fang Zhao deducted a little less from the analytical questions since Curly Hair had done the multiple-choice questions correctly.
Curly Hair's spirits soared when he heard that the score was met.
"Awoo!"
Game console! Game console!!
Fang Zhao contacted Nanfeng right in front of Curly Hair and told him to buy a game console.
Nanfeng, who had been lying in his room, was instantly revitalized.
It was time to display his own value and raise Boss's favorable impression of him!
As for Boss's decision to buy a game console?
Nanfeng expressed: I understand. Usually, when it's inconvenient for the boss to make an appearance, the assistant will take the blame.
Yep, it's not the boss who wants to play. It's this little assistant who wants to play.
Nanfeng, who felt that he had seen through Boss's thoughts, happily ran off to buy a game console.
However, Planet Yin's game consoles weren't that easy to buy. He had to go through the relevant procedures. Not only was there a limit to how many game consoles could be purchased, but they also had to go through a series of inspections before they could be purchased. He had heard that Planet Yin's electronic products weren't usually sold to the public. This time, only one had been sold to him. He couldn't buy more even if he wanted to.
After settling the matter of the game console, Fang Zhao contacted the Inter-planetary Fund and made a list.
They were about to leave Planet Yin. He had to prepare some "dog food" to prevent Curly Hair from drooling over his surroundings.
On the day the art team left Planet Yin, Fang Zhao met Yuan Zheng in the send-off party.
Yuan Zheng was seated in a bulletproof armored vehicle. There were soldiers protecting him beside him.
Yuan Zheng had matured a lot after this dangerous assassination attempt. He wasn't as willful as before. However, he was still an admirer of Fang Zhao.
In the past, Yuan Zheng had idolized Great Master Heng Xin as a god-level idol and Fang Zhao as a human-level idol.
Now …
"I was wrong. I, Zhao God, am also a god!"
Yuan Zheng held a box in his hands. It wasn't the Poseidonsaur skeleton model that Fang Zhao had given him. Instead, it was a bullet that looked like a blossoming flower.
Fang Zhao had saved his life. All he could do was live up to Fang Zhao's expectations.
At the same time, Fang Zhao's personal records were split into two. One was ordinary, while the other was classified as top secret.
— —
On the return spaceship.
Fang Zhao looked at the opened gift box in his hands.
"This is a small gift that Planet Yin has prepared for every invited artist," the soldier who delivered the box said.
Fang Zhao had heard from the other artists that it had been the same in the past. Every time they returned, there would be a thank-you gift prepared by Planet Yin. It wasn't particularly expensive, but it was very sincere and had a Planet Yin style to it. It could be brought back for one's own collection or as a gift.
This time, the thank-you gift box contained Planet Yin style trinkets made from power ore. There was also an exquisite model that wasn't classified.
"Guardian series space warship 'Initial'."
Fang Zhao looked at the exquisite warship model in his hands.
The Guardian "Initial" warship was the first generation of divine armaments that had led mankind into space. Fang Zhao had seen relevant information while researching the history of space travel in the New Era.
Production of the "Initial" warships had stopped over two hundred years ago and had been completely retired over a hundred years ago. However, in the hearts of the older generation of space enthusiasts, the "Initial" warship held an irreplaceable position.
Fang Zhao had already seen the real warship at Planet Yin's exhibition hall. He planned on bringing the model back to Great-grandfather and Great-grandmother Fang. He remembered the longing on their faces when they had mentioned this warship.
Fang Zhao studied the gift box that he had just received. Nanfeng was very busy handling various matters on Earth. As for Yan Biao and Zuo Yu, Fang Zhao had arranged for them to take turns feeding Curly Hair. This was also an opportunity for the two of them to develop a better relationship with Curly Hair.
Feeding was done in the room, and the dog food was provided by the Inter-planetary Fund. They couldn't let Curly Hair starve after being away for so long. This also saved this dog from staring at the power vessel and drooling.
Inside the room, Yan Biao, who was in charge of feeding Curly Hair, stiffly retrieved a piece of power ore from the box and placed it in front of Curly Hair.
Fang Zhao had instructed Curly Hair to maintain his dog form when outside, so he could only nibble on it bit by bit.
Crunch crunch, crunch crunch — —
It was like nibbling on an apple.
The numb salted fish duo thought, 'I used to be a man of steel who was shocked to the point that my worldview was reorganized. But now, I can calmly watch it chew on the ores and gently remind it to lick up some of the splashes on the ground.'
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