MTL - I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood-Chapter 210

"...Fortunately, the fire was extinguished by the firefighters who rushed to the scene. Because the evacuation was timely, no casualties were caused at the scene. The mutant animal that caused the fire has now been taken over by the mutant beast management department..."

This morning's news is on the phone.

An Yinong just got up and was brushing his teeth and looking at the mirror sleepily.

"Gurgling." The sound of gargling sounded from the small bathroom.

There is no dog-blood love-hate entanglement, no peculiar world view, and now he is an ordinary pet groomer.

If anything is the same, he still has no parents and no mother, living alone in a strange and familiar city with his legacy.

The place where he is now is a second-hand house bought by the original owner with the full amount of the inheritance. The two-story floor-to-ceiling room above the store below is called a "Tanglou" in the world of Hong Kong City.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, he changed into casual clothes. He took the frozen steamed buns from the refrigerator and steamed them. Then he boiled a hard-boiled egg and soaked a glass of milk.

An Yinong likes to eat soft boiled eggs. He already has experience. Put eggs in cold water, cook them on high heat for seven minutes, and let them cool for a while. It is just the right soft boiled eggs.

At this time, 'Good morning, the news' has come to an end, the bright and generous host and audience said good morning and goodbye, wishing everyone a smooth day. He turned off the live news video, packed the egg shells and tableware, and went to the balcony to water the flowers and plants at home.

There is a balcony opposite the balcony, which belongs to another family, and the children of that family watched him curiously from the balcony. But when An Yinong looked over, the child turned and ran away. There was the sound of a mother calling for her child to go to school.

"Dingling." The phone called, it was his grandmother, the only surviving old man. He put down the watering can and pressed the call button.

"Grandma, good morning." The original owner's grandmother's healthy and rosy face appeared on the screen.

"It's not early, it's already eight o'clock." The old man woke up early, at four or five o'clock, and at eight o'clock everything at home was done, it was indeed not early.

"I received all the cakes you sent me. It's delicious, but the girl next door said it's expensive, more than 20 per pound, so don't buy it in the future. , save the money to buy meat for myself. Your little aunt took me to have my teeth fixed. I can eat anything now.

"Yangyang, I heard people say that there are a lot of cats and dogs that are mature now, and they can bite people fiercely. You have to pay attention to safety. Fortunately, our family Xiaohua Dahei has always been very good..."

After briefly talking about the cats and dogs in the yard, the neighbors next door, and the parents and relatives, my grandmother finally got down to business. His cousin came back to China to get married next month, and reminded him to come over to attend the wedding. The time and place were posted to the family group.

In the end, I couldn't help urging him. After graduating from college, having a career, and a house, is it time to think about finding a girlfriend?

An Yinong smiled and turned to other topics, but grandmother was still happily talking to him, telling him to keep warm, and not to eat certain food at three mealtimes (in the elderly family group A bunch of carcinogenic and junk food, including but not limited to takeout).

"Okay." He responded, continuing to water.

The call didn't hang up until she remembered that her chickens had not been fed.

The system is no longer the system that abuses scumbags and seeks remorse. The new boss has modified the task attributes according to its potential - so it changed its name and surname, and it is called the 'all things survival' system.

An Yinong always thought the system was 'silly and sweet', but didn't expect it to be 'sympathy for all things'?

The mission it released to the host this time was 'helping a thousand lives in need'.

No specific objects, no task deadlines and no task limits.

This seems to be telling An Yinong that it's enough that you work hard to be a good person, and you don't have to worry about anything else.

"Let's kill less people." The system added one last point.

An Yinong thought he heard it wrong: "What?"

"The new boss's request allows killing, but don't go too far, and don't have the idea of ​​​​destroying the world."

What an understanding boss. The side also shows that other hosts are quite free of themselves.

"There would be no such bad idea." Anon said with a smile, "This world is special to me."

And An Yinong's previous 'blood' also has a more specific analysis.

His voice has both the 'confusion' of a mermaid and the 'communication of heaven and earth' of a druid. Chanting mantras also has a multiplier effect.

In addition, he has an animal affinity like the protagonist of a fairy tale, and then further evolved into a natural affinity.

Although he can't have a fish tail, he can breathe and move freely in the sea. Forests and grasslands are his home ground. At the same time, he has the ability to heal life, communicate with nature, curse, and prophesy like a natural messenger.

After passing through the last Zerg world, An Yinong also got the ability bestowed by the world - 'Blessing'.

Can only be used on one life at a time to correct and accelerate the evolution of this life. Does it look like the golden finger you got in the ancient world? directed evolution.

"So it's only a matter of time before you become a high-level tasker." The system came to a conclusion. Then it will become a system that is taken by the host to eat and drink spicy food, and it will be a matter of time.

An Yinong ignored the 'salted fish lying' system, he opened the mobile communication app, but the first thing he saw was not the family group, but the pet grooming, pet medical treatment, pet shop in the city Wait for the peer group.

"Hey, there is another incident of mutant pets attacking people. It seems that this month is going to be difficult for me again." The speaker was 'Zhang San' next door, a brand cat breeder Cat house owner.

The doctor of a pet clinic in the group also said: "Yeah, there were many abandoned pets in my community yesterday. It is difficult for these artificially bred pets to survive alone in the wild. Even if they Take your pet to a pet store or someone else's house, I won't say anything."

"Do they think they are throwing away a potential danger? They are throwing away a life."

"If nothing else, it's not good for passersby. These abandoned pets are also a threat to people."

An Yinong took a look around, everyone was saying that the employment situation was not good, and some people were even ready to change careers. After closing the chat group, he entered the family group and took a look.

After a lot of congratulations are skipped, the next step is the cousin's wedding invitation, there is a time and place, and the wedding photos they took.

An Yinong didn't recognize it for a long time, what did the original owner's cousin look like?

This really can't blame him, the uncle's family went abroad in the early years, and they only see each other once a year, what impression can they leave?

It's weird, their family doesn't look like they would come to their hometown to hold a wedding banquet.

Can't think of a reason, he put it down and went downstairs to open the door.

The room that was closed overnight had a faint and stuffy smell, mixed with the unique smell of animals. He was about to open the door when he suddenly felt something was wrong: "Why is there a **** smell?"

In the cabinet against the wall on the first floor are several pets left by the guests, including a cat and two dogs. An Yinong thought that one of them was injured, but it didn't.

He followed the faint smell of blood and found some traces in the small corner where the sundries were placed.

An Yinong has seen a little yellow hair, it seems to be a cat, hiding behind a pile of boxes, can't see clearly. He thought for a while, but didn't act immediately. He just opened a can of cat food, buckled it on a small plastic basin, and pushed it inside.

The kittens and puppies who stayed in the store also got their breakfast - this will have to be put on the account and asked back to the pet owner.

"How can cats enter the house?" He thought about this question and searched the front and back of the house, and finally found that the original owner did not lock the window when he closed it yesterday, and the window was pushed open.

Fortunately, nothing happened. If a person came in through the window, things would not be good.

Open the glass door, roll up the shutter door, and the small shop of 60 square meters opened from north to south appears in the sun.

It is divided into three parts, the front is the front desk, there are cages on both sides of the wall, which are used to temporarily house pets, and on the other side are all kinds of pet supplies sold on behalf of others - to add a little income.

The middle is the bathroom, which is used to clean and take care of pets, and the last little space is the place to put sundries.

There is a printed signboard at the entrance of his small shop, which reads 'Yangyang Pet Grooming', and the charging items and specific prices are posted on the glass door on one side. This price list has been Faded by the sun.

It is a very ordinary roadside pet beauty salon, and the customer base is also ordinary people.

An Yinong turned on the computer, turned on the main switch, and the energy-saving lamps all over the room turned on.

After checking all the machines, he began to boil water, washed the teapot, and put in sliced ​​red dates. After walking to the counter, click on the music player software on the computer to play a golden song that was popular more than ten years ago.

official language.

She has brought her family's Xiaojingba to the counter: "Hey, Xiaochu also likes this song? I thought young people nowadays like that kind of Internet pop music. "

"Sister Zhang." An Yinong glanced at the singer's name and songwriter on the computer, and silently retracted his gaze.

The next door to the pet grooming shop sells gypsum board. This is a facade, guarded by the proprietress, and the factory is elsewhere.

The owner of the store, surnamed Zhang, has a very fierce little Pekingese. From time to time, he comes to the pet beauty shop to take a hot bath, but he also sells the original owner very enthusiastically, saying that his craftsmanship Good price and cheap.

Cheap is really cheap, a small dog can be washed and blown for fifty yuan, and a full set of washing, cutting and blowing can be done for one hundred.

"Xiao Chu, did the surnamed Wang come to you again recently and want to sell the store? Let me tell you, the store is guarded, although the recent pet industry situation is not very good, But it will be fine after a while, you have the skills, don't worry."

Sister Zhang is particularly concerned about An Yinong's business. It is said that she has a very bad relationship with the previous resident. Sister Zhang is very self-aware. She thinks that another resident may cause quarrels again, so she hopes that the business of An Yinong will last a long time.

An Yinong did not answer, let alone promise anything. This world is too special, and he hasn't figured out what to do in the future.

The small circle of walking dogs, can't this store be kept?

She didn't want that old man with a dirty mouth to open the shop.

The two chatted for a while again. Someone entered the plasterboard shop next door to look at the plasterboard. Sister Zhang took the dog back. An Yinong stayed behind to clean up and wait for the employee Xiao Wu come over.

The vacuum cleaner has swept to the small corner where the sundries are accumulated. An Yinong saw that the can of cat food had been eaten for half, he smiled and took the vacuum cleaner to go elsewhere.

The shop is small, and it takes less than ten minutes to clean everything except the bathroom. He washed his hands and sat behind the counter. The song on the computer has been looped several times.

He looked at it for a while, and brushed his fingers over the composer: An Yinong.

If he clicks in, he can also see the life of this songwriter, as well as the evaluation of him by future generations: one of the composers and lyricists who supported the golden age of Chinese music.

It turns out that in this world, he has been dead for ten years.