The old residential area Mao Ruirui mentioned was originally welfare housing for oilfield workers.
It consisted of twelve rows of five-story buildings, none equipped with elevators.
According to the tip from a helpful customer,
he had spotted the Husky from the photo in the stairwell of Building 10 in the West Fourth Row while visiting a friend.
This Husky had a very distinctive feature—a prominent black streak of fur on the white patch of its left cheek.
Anyone who saw it would likely remember it.
The helpful customer had seen it around 7 a.m., and now it was about 10 a.m.
With some luck, they might still find "Dandan" near the West Fourth Row.
But if luck wasn’t on their side, they’d have to search the nearby buildings floor by floor.
Lin Yu followed the two women into the neighborhood.
They combed through Building 10 in the West Fourth Row and checked all the nearby common areas.
Naturally, they found nothing.
If Dandan were a well-behaved Husky,
it wouldn’t have "escaped" this far in the first place.
Even if they had started searching at 7 a.m.,
by 7:01, the dog would’ve already vanished without a trace.
At this point, Chang Xiaoxiao offered a constructive suggestion:
"Boss, this way of searching is just wasting more time."
"If we don’t find Dandan by noon, it might wander off to another neighborhood."
"The three of us should split up—it’ll be faster."
Mao Ruirui gave an approving thumbs-up and immediately started stretching her legs:
"Good idea. If we spread out, we can cover more ground."
"But you two… can you keep up with my pace?"
"I used to be a long-distance running champion in school!"
Chang Xiaoxiao: "…"
Lin Yu: "…"
A long-distance running champion?
Who could possibly outrun her?
Was she suffering from a condition where she only heard what she wanted to hear?
Lin Yu took a deep breath and raised his voice:
"Ruirui-jie, let’s split up, okay?!"
"We’ll make a group chat and update each other if we find anything, alright?!"
Mao Ruirui covered the ear closest to Lin Yu and frowned:
"Fine, sure. Xiaoyu, no need to shout—I can hear you."
Lin Yu: "…"
Wow. Just wow.
Now she’s complaining?
Who was he shouting for in the first place?
That said, splitting up did make Lin Yu a little worried about the safety of these two "celestial soldiers."
From the moment they arrived until now,
Mao Ruirui had failed to hear them at least five or six times.
Some people would suddenly stop responding mid-conversation…
Chang Xiaoxiao was at least communicative,
but she kept walking with her neck stiff, nearly getting lost half a dozen times and even bumping into a door in a dark hallway once.
Some people would just vanish without warning…
Lin Yu once again questioned the competence of this boss-employee duo.
Could their shop actually turn a profit?
After agreeing to split up, the three created a WeChat group.
Lately, it seemed like small group chats were multiplying.
They had to label them carefully to avoid sending messages to the wrong one.
Lin Yu, Mo Shangying, and Ye Mengfu’s group: Late-Night Soccer Watch Party!
The new group Lin Yu created for this mission: Dandan Search Squad!
Simple and clear—no room for mistakes.
Mao Ruirui posted Dandan’s photo in the group and handed Lin Yu a small pack of sausages.
These were Dandan’s favorite treats.
If they found the dog, a quick snack would definitely keep it in place.
……
Lin Yu was assigned to search West First to West Third Rows.
After five minutes of aimless wandering,
he saw no sign of a Husky anywhere.
He seriously doubted whether this approach would yield any results.
"Woof… woof…"
Just as Lin Yu was losing hope,
an excited bark came from near a large trash bin ahead.
Oh?
A lucky encounter?
A dog!
Whether it was the right one or not,
at least there was hope.
Lin Yu sprinted toward the trash bin,
moving faster than the dog itself as he rounded the back.
"Woof… woof woof!"
Three stray dogs fighting over scraps were terrified by the sudden appearance of a towering human.
They scrambled away in panic,
leaving behind the half-eaten takeout on the ground.
"Stay!"
Lin Yu instinctively shouted.
But as soon as the words left his mouth, his heart sank.
The three strays varied in size.
The largest was a black-and-tan Shiba Inu.
Next was a white curly-haired mutt of unknown breed.
The smallest was a spotted pup in shades of black, white, and gray.
None of them were a Husky.
False alarm…
But when Lin Yu looked up, what he saw left him stunned.
At his command, the three strays had obediently stopped in their tracks,
turning their heads in unison to stare at him.
Even from a distance,
Lin Yu could clearly see the shock—and submission?—in their eyes.
Their expressions seemed to ask:
How does a human speak dog?
Beast Command!
"With this power, all beasts shall bow—none dare disobey!"
Lin Yu suddenly remembered the mystical reward he’d received earlier.
Huh. This is weird.
Does it really work on all animals?
"Ahem…"
Lin Yu cleared his throat and experimentally ordered:
"Walk forward!"
The three strays hesitated but eventually took a few steps toward him.
Whoa.
It actually works?
A bold idea sprouted in Lin Yu’s mind.
Humans searching for a dog wasn’t effective.
But what if… dogs searched for a dog?
"Follow me."
At his command, the three strays happily trotted after him.
……
West First Row.
Under the shade of a tree, by a stone chess table.
Lin Yu sat on a bench,
three peeled sausages laid out in front of him.
If anyone had passed by, they would’ve been shocked.
What kind of sorcery was this?
Stray dogs not devouring sausages on sight?
Instead, sitting upright like disciplined soldiers, listening to a young man’s speech?
And if they had heard the speech itself, their jaws would’ve hit the ground.
"A fortune-teller once told me, 'One general’s glory is built on ten thousand bones.'"
"But I disagree."
"I believe that in this world, whether you end up as sausage or sht… is your own choice."
"You’ve been with me the shortest time, and your coats are the cleanest."
"The path ahead… is yours to choose."
"May your journey in the K-9 Unit be smooth sailing!"
"Eat up, officers…"
……
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
