The atmosphere was stagnant.
Curly Hair cautiously glanced at Fang Zhao.
After this scare, he had completely and utterly sobered up!
Fang Zhao's warnings, which had been tossed to the back of his mind during the game, finally came back to him.
In an instant, the dog's mental state changed from excitement to fright to apprehension.
Curly Hair's paws shrank back as he thought he was being discreet. Curly Hair whimpered at Fang Zhao.
Fang Zhao continued sitting there, maintaining his solemn silence as he watched Curly Hair.
Curly Hair averted his gaze and shrunk his neck back. He felt so guilty that he was about to curl up into a ball.
"I …"
Curly Hair wanted to find an excuse to explain himself.
Fang Zhao got up from his chair and walked into the room. He pointed at the wall and said to Curly Hair, "Come, say it to the wall."
Curly Hair glanced at Fang Zhao, drooped his tail, and walked over to the wall. However, he still sneaked glances at Fang Zhao to observe his expression and what he was going to do next.
Fang Zhao didn't pay any attention to him. He dragged the password-protected box over and opened the cabinet in Curly Hair's little room. He took out the retro handheld console hidden inside and placed it in the password-protected box.
Curly Hair whined.
Fang Zhao still didn't know how to use it. He cut off the power of the gaming helmet and related equipment that Curly Hair had just been playing with and stored them in the password-protected box.
Curly Hair whimpered when he saw this. He was anxious but didn't dare say anything. He could only whimper and plead for leniency. He stared at the password-protected box with eyes full of reluctance and tears.
Fang Zhao turned a deaf ear to Curly Hair. He raised an eyebrow as he looked at the opened cabinet. Two days ago, this dog had left his personal terminal in the cabinet. Now, it was gone.
Curly Hair stared at Fang Zhao nervously.
Under his watchful gaze, Fang Zhao raised his leg and tapped the ground lightly. He could hear all sorts of sounds.
After closing the cabinet, Fang Zhao walked over to the corner and removed the doghouse. There was a hole under the doghouse.
The hole was narrow enough for Curly Hair's body to squeeze in.
The space inside the hole was slightly bigger. There was a barrel-shaped object inside.
Explosion-proof barrel.
Mmhm, the kind that could withstand ordinary explosions and mecha trampling.
From the markings and words on the barrel, it seemed to be quite old. It had probably been sunk by some ship or lost on some isolated island. This dog had smuggled it back from the sea recently.
How capable!
Fang Zhao opened the lid and fished out a small silvery-white metallic object. This was the dog-shaped terminal that Curly Hair wished he could lick three times a day.
This was confiscated as well. He was completely cut off from the internet.
Curly Hair bawled as he watched his precious personal terminal being stored away by Fang Zhao in the password-protected box.
It also felt wronged.
It didn't even have a "Battle of the Century" account!
Identification was required for the account! Real name system! Even if you were to open a sockpuppet, you had to use your real name!
It was just a dog. How could it have a human ID card?
It was just trying its luck and "borrowing" Fang Zhao's game account.
Initially, he was just curious and wanted to log on to take a look before logging out of the game. As for what happened after that … it wasn't something a dog could control.
He felt wronged and guilty. When he thought of the treasures Fang Zhao had confiscated, all that was left was sadness. His wails grew louder. Those who heard it would be sad and those who heard it would shed tears.
However, Fang Zhao had no intention of comforting it. He even rolled up his sleeves.
"Come here!!"
…
On the beach, Zuo Yu and Yan Biao chatted while browsing entertainment news.
Zuo Yu: "I have a guess."
Yan Biao: "Just nice, I have one too."
They looked at each other and flashed a smile that both of them understood.
They had seen the news online and seen the in-game videos. Combined with the scene in the house, how could they not understand who AliveAfter500Years was today?
Who would believe that this point-sweeping demon was actually a dog?!
Who would believe it?
Who would believe it?!!
"Do you think it spoke human language when it was online, or …"
"It didn't say anything in-game. Maybe the microphone was switched off."
"Heh, if it wasn't switched off and it howled in-game, wouldn't Boss's persona collapse in other people's eyes?"
Zuo Yu was amused when he thought of that scenario.
"But it hasn't reached that stage yet. In any case, there's no concrete evidence to prove that it's Boss. Do you think Boss will deny it this time?"
"AliveAfter500Years in-game wore a helmet, so no one saw what he looked like. However, the characteristic of a point-sweeping demon is too obvious. There's no way to deny it."
The two of them were rather anxious for Fang Zhao. Encountering such a situation was indeed a headache.
As they were chatting, they heard a howl from the house.
The two of them perked up.
They could still hear such a miserable howl from so far away. Had the dog been beaten up?!
The two of them stopped chatting and pricked up their ears to listen.
Not long after, another series of howls could be heard.
Howl howl howl —
Howl howl howl —
This time, the howl was slightly shrill and had a rhythm to it.
"The beating has started," Yan Biao said with certainty.
"What weapon did Boss use to beat up the dog?" Zuo Yu asked.
Thinking about how that dog could tear apart a mecha with its mouth and how bullets would only feel like tickles, what kind of weapon could hurt it?
Yan Biao thought about it and shook his head. "I can't guess. Regardless of what weapon was used, judging from the howl, it must have been beaten up quite badly. "
However, they didn't sympathize. They were even secretly pleased.
Only when Nanfeng came over and Fang Zhao sent a message in the group did the two of them head back. They even mentally prepared themselves on the way back.
The howling had also stopped. When Yan Biao and Zuo Yu returned to the residential building, they saw Curly Hair sobbing while facing the wall.
They didn't know if they were seeing things, but they felt that the tear stains under Curly Hair's eyes had widened.
Nanfeng's heart ached when he saw Curly Hair crying so miserably. He rubbed Curly Hair's head and whispered to Yan Biao, "Did our boss abuse dogs again?"
Yan Biao:???
Again?
Dog abuse?
He felt that this sentence was full of holes.
Yan Biao looked at Nanfeng with an indescribable expression and didn't say anything.
Nanfeng didn't really intend to get an answer from Yan Biao. In Nanfeng's opinion, Yan Biao and Zuo Yu weren't very quick-witted. They didn't know what to ask and didn't know how to do things. They didn't take the initiative and only followed the boss's instructions. They were very inflexible.
There was no future for these kinds of bodyguards!
Nanfeng sighed for his two colleagues and didn't dwell on this. In any case, he would see Curly Hair crying and facing the wall every once in a while. This time, he was just crying a little more miserably and had shed a little more tears. It wasn't a big deal.
Thus, Nanfeng put the dog aside and hurriedly went to find Fang Zhao to discuss important matters. For example, was Fang Zhao really going to give up music and return to the professional e-sports industry?
This matter had blown up on the internet. Now, everyone was waiting for Fang Zhao to express his stance. Nanfeng had also received many calls. Although he was anxious and felt that Fang Zhao was being too willful, he wouldn't grumble in front of his boss. Blaming Fang Zhao was out of the question.
Thus, Nanfeng started with a wave of bootlicking and praised Fang Zhao's heroism in the game. He simply didn't notice the sympathetic gazes from Yan Biao and Zuo Yu behind him.
After finishing his bootlicking, Nanfeng tactfully explained his difficulties. This matter had been too sudden and he hadn't had the time to think about how to deal with it. The current situation made things difficult for him and he still had to see what Fang Zhao's decision was.
Fang Zhao said, "I haven't given up music and have no intention of entering the professional e-sports circles."
Nanfeng understood when he said that.
"Alright, Boss. Then … what about the comments on the internet?"
Fang Zhao: "I'll handle it."
There was no other way. He could only take the blame.
If he wasn't careful, that dog would dare to wreak havoc!
Fang Zhao opened up a certain e-sports platform. On the homepage, he could see "exciting replays" of videos and all sorts of monster slaying clips. The main character in each video was the same.
Watching that "person" in the game stab a beast's nest like it was an ant's nest and then thinking about the dog behind this "person", Fang Zhao's thoughts gradually drifted away.
If Curly Hair had really appeared during the Period of Destruction, wouldn't that disaster and war that had lasted for a hundred years have ended prematurely?
But when he thought about the complicated situation during the Period of Destruction …
The possibility of a Period of Destruction 2.0 was higher.
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