The Reiki Era of the Powerful

Chapter 452 It's Just a Dog
The dog moved, stepped back a little, and huddled in a corner.

It seemed to be afraid of him.

Animals have an innate fear of humans—as they should.

The sand technician sneered, trying to keep his movements and voice as light as possible, and approached it slowly: "Dog, don't be afraid, good dog... Come here..."

The dog didn't retreat any further - it was cornered and there was no way to retreat.

So the sand technician reached out his hand like lightning and grabbed the back of its neck.

It's a little slippery and a little sticky, and it doesn't feel like ordinary animal fluff.

Could this dog have a skin disease? !

The sand technician was even more uncomfortable.

Enduring the strong discomfort, he pinched the puppy by the neck and lifted it up.

Just at this moment, the elevator made a ding-dong sound and arrived at the ninth floor where he pressed.

As soon as the elevator door opened, the sand technician rushed out, pushed open the closed window in the aisle, and threw the puppy out of his hand.

"Go to hell, bastard!"

The puppy in his palm didn't seem to react at all. It kicked its legs a few times in mid-air, and finally fell powerlessly, hitting the ground.

thump—

The sound of flesh and blood falling to the ground came out in the night sky, muffled.

very nice.

sounds so good.

The sand technician laughed with satisfaction, as if he had completed some great masterpiece, the brain affected by "Pink Dream" became more and more excited.

Before the elevator doors closed, he stepped in and pressed the button on the 61st floor again.

So good, so good, to get rid of a disgusting thing!

Should be able to sleep well tonight.

It's a pity that the dog had some strange disease, and his body was greasy, which caused him to get dirty water on his hands when he was catching the dog.

Go back and wash it well.

……

The dead dog lay on the cold ground.

The already fragmented body became even more fragmented.

Broken bones and rotting flesh squirmed together.

It raised its head in confusion, as if it wanted to let out a whimper from its throat, but black flesh and blood spewed out from its long-rotten throat.

Although it doesn't hurt, it feels bad, pretty bad.

——The corpse dog that has lost even its biological instincts doesn't understand what happened just now.

Just vaguely know.

It was as if he had been killed again.

……

"I thought it would bite off the sand technician's throat." The white deer who watched this scene couldn't believe it. "In the end, it didn't do anything? It was killed again?"

"It's just a dog, a dog that has been forcibly endowed with the ability to move after being dead for a long time, not even a spirit." Yan Lige said, as if pointing, "You know, a dog If it has been domesticated for too long, it will not attack people."

"It's too docile. I'm afraid it won't do your job."

Compared with the vicious undead creatures in various film and television works, corpse dogs are indeed not aggressive.

Before he was alive, he was a timid and cowardly dog. Even if he was kicked, he would just tuck his tail and run away whining.

If a stranger reaches out to it, it will only avoid it in fear, until it is inevitable, it will shrink in the corner, with its ears drooping, waiting for the judgment of being beaten or stroked.

Instead of baring its fangs at people.

Even after being adopted by the corpse transporter, most of the time it would just hide quietly under the bed, watching the people coming and going in the dormitory, and would not run out screaming until the owner came back.

It's just a dog, a dog so docile that it has no sense of existence.

Just like its owner.

During the four hours after the dead dog was revived, Yan Lvge and Bai Lu watched it thumping into the dormitory building, waiting at the door of the elevator, sneaking in when no one was looking, forming a group The group huddled in a corner.

Then... it just squatted there for three hours.

When the elevator door opens, when someone comes in or out, it will look up, but once it is sure that it is not the place it is going to, it will continue to squat down and wait.

It seems like it wants to go somewhere, but it's just a dog.

It does not understand what an elevator is, nor does it understand which floor it wants to go to, and which floor button it must press.

It just relied on instinct and the memory fragments left on its body. Recalling that, when the corpse carrier took it in and out of the house before, it always took this path.

Walk into the elevator, wait for the elevator door to open and close once or several times, and it will be able to go home.

It didn't understand why it couldn't arrive this time without its owner.

I don't understand why there will always be a very scary person who suddenly appears, picks it up, and throws it out... The last time it hurt, but this time it doesn't hurt.

Even though it was killed again, the corpse dog didn't show too much anger, but showed fear, whining with its tail between its legs.

"Don't worry, it will." Yan Lvge said.

Now he has returned to his identity as "Bowen" of the Ministry of Intelligence.

Squatting in the cheap hotel arranged by the travel agency, holding the laptop of the designer Bowen, it looks like he is playing games or liver design drafts in the middle of the night.

But in fact, he only opened a TXT file.

Then his ten fingers and tentacles flew around, frantically typing random characters in the document with the momentum of rolling his face on the keyboard.

"However, there are some things that really need to be promoted." Yan Lage said while messing up the code.

As for how to promote it?
Yan Luge thought for a while: "White Deer."

"I'm here."

"Have you got the peacock?"

"No problem." Bai Lu got excited when he talked about this topic, "I didn't touch the peacock's 'eyes', once the monitoring is disconnected, it will attract its attention.

"I changed the lighting control system inside and outside the dormitory building, so that half of the lights are 'naturally aged and damaged', and the light is dimmed. The clarity of the monitoring equipment in the building will be affected in a dark environment, so that peacocks cannot distinguish dead dogs. I only think it is a small animal.

"According to the repair process of the human corpse processing factory, the maintenance of non-production equipment worth more than 3000 gold needs to be approved by the department head, so these broken lights will not be repaired immediately before the department head goes to work tomorrow morning.

"So, I can guarantee that no matter what the corpse dog does in the dormitory building, it will not be discovered by the peacock before dawn."

She seemed a little proud.

At first she was helpless with the peacock, but now, she seems to have found a way to deal with it.

Humans always grow.

So does anthropomorphic AI.

"Nice job." Yan Luge smiled.

Little White Deer has really improved. Not only does he know how to be a qualified hacker, he also knows how to use the system reasonably.

Yan Luge lowered his head and looked at the laptop he had been holding.

Well, he can start too.

(End of this chapter)