My Pet Beast is Super Fearsome-Chapter 178 - 177: Cold Dog Food (Reward for Extra - s)

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Chapter 178 -177: Cold Dog Food (Reward for Extra Chapters)

Chen Zhenglong had just finished yelling when the sound of a door being pushed came through, followed by a woman’s gentle voice, “Honey, is that Zifeng’s call?”

Chen Zhenglong felt a bit distressed, “It’s so cold, didn’t I tell you to sleep first?”

“Well, I heard you yelling. What’s so big that you can’t talk about nicely? Zifeng still has a competition to participate in.”

“Come here, let me say a few words to him… Ouch, don’t move.”

“Then you shouldn’t sit on my… hiss, wife, stop pinching.”

“Are you trying to kill yourself?” He Juan’s voice sounded somewhat embarrassed.

Right after that, the call was hung up.

Shao Zifeng, with an expressionless face, held the phone, weirdly force-fed a mouthful of dog food in the middle of the night. He felt today’s portion was especially cold.

At that moment, leaning against Qiuqiu, he felt as if his back had a stun gun attached to it, very uncomfortable.

Turning to look, Qiuqiu, who didn’t seem to be doing anything, was closing its eyes, shaking all over as if it had Parkinson’s disease.

Just as he thought to wake it up to ask what was wrong, his cell phone rang again.

Ding-a-ling~

Shao Zifeng glanced at the screen.

Okay, pretty blurry.

Couldn’t see anything clearly.

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“Zifeng, aren’t you resting yet?”

Hearing He Juan’s gentle voice, Shao Zifeng also showed a faint smile, “Sister-in-law, I’m sorry for disturbing you so late.”

He Juan was the first woman, besides his mother, to be kind to him, so whenever he spoke with her, Shao Zifeng felt faintly happy.

This feeling had nothing to do with gender, just like he would be happy when he got a call from Chen Zhenglong, as long as he wasn’t calling to scold him.

This couple really treated him well; whenever he visited their home, He Juan would always personally prepare a table full of dishes, but Shao Zifeng always felt that their gaze was somewhat off when they looked at him, though he didn’t know if it was just his imagination.

“What are you talking about, not even a word to let us know you’re safe in Yundu. Your Brother Chen and I were almost worried to death.”

“Who’s worried about that stinky kid,” Chen Zhenglong blustered in protest.

“Don’t eavesdrop while I’m talking to Zifeng. Go drink your goji berry tea; I’ll deal with you later.”

Chen Zhenglong: …

Shao Zifeng: …

With Chen Zhenglong no longer interrupting, Shao Zifeng chatted with He Juan for a while, mostly with He Juan talking, asking him if he was cold, if he was getting used to life in Yundu, and if he had enough money and those sorts of things.

Shao Zifeng just listened quietly, answering occasionally.

“Let’s leave it at that for today. Your Brother Chen still has important matters to discuss with you, and I don’t want to disturb you. Brother Chen has been a soldier for half his life. He has a nasty temper and speaks frankly, don’t take it to heart, okay?”

Chen Zhenglong, who took over the phone on the other end, was unsatisfiedly defending himself, but his voice clearly lacked conviction, and Shao Zifeng didn’t catch what he said.

The sound of the door closing came through; He Juan left the balcony.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

A short while later, Chen Zhenglong broke the silence, “Are you injured?”

Shao Zifeng looked down at his own arms, covered in blood scabs, and chuckled, “Nope.”

“Good you’re not hurt.” Chen Zhenglong muttered softly, then his tone became much more serious, “There’s not much time, just listen to me.”

“The head of the Abnormal Administration Bureau in Yundu City is an old classmate of mine. Before you even got to Yundu, I’d already sent him a message, asking him to look after you, but you, kid…” As he spoke, Chen Zhenglong was about to get agitated again.

He Juan said something from inside the room, and Chen Zhenglong’s voice lowered.

“You really have a death wish, don’t you? If it wasn’t for me covering for you, you’d have been wearing a custom rose gold bracelet and sipping tea behind bars by now,”

Shao Zifeng listened in silence, feeling a warmth in his heart. He didn’t know how Chen Zhenglong had vouched for him, but it definitely went against his principles of conduct.

At the same time, he felt deeply sorry for the trouble he had caused him.

Now that he thought about it, threatening a taxi driver with a knife in the middle of the night…

It was indeed a bit thoughtless.

“There’s no point in telling you this. I’ve got two things to say to you,”

“First, hang up the phone and get out of there as soon as possible. Whether you’re heading back downtown or to the underground platform, just don’t stay put.”

“If you’re going to the underground platform, fine, but if you’re heading back downtown, don’t take the same route. If you get caught by the Abnormal Administration Bureau of Yundu… well, no big deal, at most it would be a bit of a hassle. But it might affect your competition. Got it?”

“Got it,” Shao Zifeng nodded earnestly.

“And another thing… the battle video of your Dragon-type pet beast has already gone viral. At the very least, the forums in the Yundu Region are buzzing, and even the old director saw the video.”

“He called me just as you were chatting with your sister-in-law, telling me to let you know to put everything into the competition without any worries. Whatever happens, he said he’s got your back.”

Hearing this, Shao Zifeng was slightly startled, but thinking of the old man with a beer belly standing tall with his Stone-armored Giant Rhinoceros, he showed a contemplative expression.

The “Unknown Recovery Incident” only happened twenty broad beans ago, and Yang Qian had a Tier 8 pet before becoming the director. By that timeline, he must have been one of the few notable people in Daxia.

Add to that, he’s a military retiree. Back in those days, with frequent military operations, anyone who survived would have gained some commendations.

Yang Qian wouldn’t be so bold unless he had the confidence.

“That’s about it. Be careful yourself. I don’t want to hear any news about you getting caught. Oh, right, I never did ask who you were fighting with just now.”

“It was…”

Shao Zifeng was startled.

Damn it.

In his concern for Qiuqiu, he had completely forgotten about that guy.

He wasn’t dead already, was he?

Shao Zifeng hurriedly hung up the phone and rushed to the man’s side, squatting down to check his carotid artery.

Hmm.

It was weak, but thankfully, it was still beating.

This man was the gangster uncle who drove the taxi like it was in an F1 race. No matter what, he was an acquaintance of Li Yiming, and even though there was no telling why he went crazy on him, it just wouldn’t be right to leave him there.

He stretched out his hand and sliced through the air, and before the semi-transparent Space Rift had fully opened, a white blur leaped out.

Its first reaction was to look around anxiously, but upon noticing that Shao Zifeng and Qiuqiu were unharmed, the little deer visibly relaxed.

“Little deer, would you mind healing them?”

When Shao Zifeng saw the little deer, he squatted down to pat its small hooves, but the creature dodged away with a toss of its head.

With his hand suspended mid-air, he awkwardly reached out and grabbed at nothing.

The deer glanced dispassionately at Shao Zifeng, then moved to the unknown man, its gaze shimmering.

A pale green glow surfaced on the man’s body, slowly repairing the physical damage.

After healing him, the little deer went to the side of the Bald Ice Crystal Bird and cast several Healing Techniques on it as well.

Then, without giving Shao Zifeng another thought, it walked past him to find a spot on the ground, turned its back, and lay down, swaying its tiny tail left and right.

Great.

The little ancestor was truly upset now.

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