"Side income?"

Liu Zheng looked at him in surprise.

"I'm very busy today. Could you help me take Tindalos out for some exercise?"

the miniature person said.

Hearing the words "go out," the hunting dog's somewhat dim eyes lit up again.

"Uh, I'm worried I might not be capable enough for this task,"

Liu Zheng politely declined.

Him walking this dog?

More like this dog walking him.

"Don't worry, Tindalos is very well-behaved,"

the miniature person said gently as he patted the hunting dog's paw.

Tindalos whimpered and carefully licked his face with its tongue.

"After all, I'm not its owner,"

Liu Zheng still shook his head.

Every owner thinks their dog is well-behaved, even if it bites someone, there's always a reason.

"I can give you a thousand yuan,"

the miniature person said.

"I don't need money,"

Liu Zheng showed his wallet.

"You're this wealthy and still delivering food?"

the miniature person looked somewhat shocked.

"Experiencing life. No matter how rich you are, you still need to work,"

he said with an expression of compassionate sorrow.

"My perspective was too narrow. Sorry, I shouldn't have insulted you with money,"

the miniature person felt deeply ashamed.

"It's fine, I also didn't handle things properly earlier,"

Liu Zheng said magnanimously.

"But, I still need you to help me walk the dog,"

the miniature person changed his tone.

Damn it, are you completely impervious to reason?

He glared at the miniature person.

If you want to add the dog to your menu, just say it directly—no need to beat around the bush.

"As long as you hold this, Tindalos and its kin won't actively attack you,"

the miniature person laboriously dragged a bone whistle out from under the blanket.

"Name: M'sith's Bone Whistle"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect: When worn, prevents attacks from Tindalos hounds. Has probability of breaking after time manipulation or time travel."

"Note: How to protect yourself from Tindalos hounds? A: Throw a bone. B: Bend down to pick up a rock. C: Obtuse angle."

"Can be taken out of dungeon: No"

"Alright then,"

Liu Zheng reluctantly accepted the bone whistle.

It seemed walking this dog was unavoidable.

"Thank you very much,"

the miniature person glanced once more at his honorary homeowner medal.

"Tindalos can be very generous to people it likes,"

he reminded.

"Then how do I make it like me?"

"Tindalos is a good doggie,"

the miniature person said meaningfully before closing the door.

Looking at the hunting dog staring intently at him, Liu Zheng felt uneasy.

He quickly hung the bone whistle around his neck, which made him feel slightly better.

Whether it was his imagination or not, he seemed to detect a trace of contempt in Tindalos's expression.

"So, uh, shall we go?"

Liu Zheng asked tentatively.

"Awooo~"

With a wolf-like howl of excitement, the hunting dog charged down the stairs.

"Hey, the elevator's that way,"

he lamented and hurriedly gave chase.

The hunting dog was astonishingly fast. By the time Liu Zheng caught up to the residential area entrance, it had long been squatting there waiting.

The narrow-eyed security guard cowered to the side, apparently somewhat afraid of it.

"The owner of unit 1503 asked me to walk his dog,"

Liu Zheng explained.

"I know, I know. Then you should hurry along,"

the narrow-eyed security guard said repeatedly, showing no desire for small talk.

It seemed this dog was even more fearsome than he had imagined.

"Tindalos, where would you like to go?"

Liu Zheng asked.

The hunting dog shook its head.

"If you don't know, nod. If you don't care, shake your head."

The hunting dog shook its head again.

"Then let's head toward the restaurant,"

Liu Zheng sighed in relief.

Although Bullhorse hadn't said they couldn't linger outside, without the Legendary vest's enhancement he didn't want to stay out for long either.

"Awoo?"

The hunting dog howled again.

Somehow inexplicably, Liu Zheng knew it was asking him for direction. The most update n0vels are published on novel{f}ire.net

He pointed toward the Bloody Restaurant, and Tindalos immediately lunged forward.

Its form continuously twisted and transformed in mid-air, landing as a multicolored mist that scattered upon hitting the ground.

The next second, it reappeared fifty meters away.

"Awoo!"

The hunting dog seemed to be telling him to hurry up.

"Sigh, walking a dog without a leash is like a dog walking a dog,"

Liu Zheng sighed deeply, feeling quite ashamed.

Liu Zheng tentatively asked.

Fortunately, there was nobody on the street. As long as no one saw, it didn't count as uncivilized behavior.

It was clear that Tindalos hadn't been walked for quite some time, as it was extremely excited.

It continuously transformed into mist, then constantly recondensed into form.

Sometimes appearing in front of Liu Zheng, sometimes behind him.

Not showing any of that steady demeanor from earlier.

It had gone from a Saint Bernard to a Husky.

He looked at both sides of the street—almost all the peering gazes that had been watching had been severed.

The effect was even better than when Bullhorse accompanied him.

"Interesting,"

Liu Zheng's eyes shifted as he came up with a good idea.

"Tindalos, come this way,"

he called out, changing direction.

The hunting dog naturally didn't care, its mist dispersing and gathering as its form appeared behind Liu Zheng.

Whether tired or playing a prank, it placed both paws on Liu Zheng's shoulders.

Surprisingly, Tindalos didn't have that typical large dog odor.

Thinking about it carefully, this made sense since it wasn't actually a dog—it just had dog-like habits and appearance.

But the hunting dog wasn't completely odorless either.

Liu Zheng sniffed, detecting a scent of decay entering his nostrils.

It wasn't the decay of plants, nor animal decay, nor metal decay, but a very complex yet very faint odor.

Like decaying time itself.

After more than ten minutes, they reached their destination.

Not far away, the plane tree had its eyes closed, its face sunk into the bark, seemingly feigning sleep.

"Mr. Tree, I'm here again,"

Liu Zheng called out from a distance.

The plane tree slowly opened its eyes, first showing disgust, then extreme shock.

"You, you, you—how did you bring this thing here?"

it cried out in terror.

"The customer asked me to help walk his dog."

"Are you fucking crazy? You dare walk a Hound of Tindalos? If you're this badass, why don't you go blow up the Municipal Government instead?"

"It's not that serious, is it? I think it's quite friendly. Right, Tindalos?"

Liu Zheng said to the hunting dog.

"Awoo,"

the hunting dog nodded.

Then, it transformed into mist and pounced toward the plane tree.

"Don't come any closer!"

the plane tree screamed.

Thick roots burst from the ground, stabbing toward the hunting dog like spears.

A flash of disdain appeared in Tindalos's eyes. It didn't even bother transforming into mist again, simply dodging nimbly to avoid all attacks.

After a few breaths, it was already standing on the black soil.

"Ahhhhhh!"

The plane tree felt like it was going insane.

More roots shot out urgently, like a forest of spears.

Facing the erupting plane tree, the hunting dog's attitude finally became somewhat serious.

It no longer relied on movement techniques to dodge, but instead transformed into mist.

The roots pierced through the hunting dog's body but caused no damage whatsoever.

The next second, it appeared beneath the plane tree.

It lifted one leg and released a stream of glowing liquid.

"Awooo~"

The hunting dog made a pleased sound.