Chapter 192

It's not that Tiger Cub is picky; as a police dog with an official position, their three daily meals have a special ratio, consisting of the freshest food. Dogs can't speak, yet they are silent heroes, and no one would mistreat them.

Tiger Cub, as a greedy dog, having tried the dog food on the market, felt a strong starchiness upon the first bite.

In short, dogs won't eat it!

It widened its eyes, looking at Ling Yue, that vivid little expression as if saying: 'I never thought this pretty little girl would actually harm me!'

Not only it; other dogs, upon hearing they would have to eat pet food, resisted fiercely.

At that moment, a loud bark shattered the calm.

Big Black: 'They won't eat it; I will!'

'"Owner~" Big Black's tail almost wagged off to the sky, looking pitifully at Ling Yue, he blurted: "I love eating pet food; they don't want it, so give it all to me!"'

Two thousand catties!

As a smart, well-informed, educated dog, it knew that when these dog foods were piled up, they were this huge!

Enough to keep it fed for a long, long time!

Tiger Cub's eyes welled up with shock and fear as it looked at Big Black; at that moment, Big Black's tall, sturdy body seemed to stretch infinitely in its eyes, like a small hill—how moving!

Tiger Cub: 'Big Black, you don't need to do this; with two thousand catties of dog food, when will you finish eating it?'

The silent German Shepherd puppy Xixi couldn't help but speak: 'Even if I, always eating dog food, would also vomit, right?'

'"Heavens, two thousand catties—this will be the death of me!"'

The bustling voices summed up to one sentence: 'The dog food is too awful to eat; dogs won't touch it!'

Ling Yue tilted her head, looking at the noisy dogs; Big Black remembered to jump up and retorted: 'No, no, I love pet food the most—you all don't understand!'

The dogs: '……'

Looking at it with pity, we all understand, understand, understand—you soft‑hearted but tough‑mouthed dog, you're surely saying that just to keep your owner from feeling hurt.

So moving!

But expecting them to help share the burden is absolutely impossible!

Big Black brother, keep it up!

Tiger Cub patted Big Black's shoulder, as if comforting him, when suddenly he smelled a strange fragrance; his long nose involuntarily took a deep sniff—so fragrant, so fragrant—what is this smell?

The dog licked its nose, saliva pooling in its mouth; a pair of sharp eyes darted about, searching, until they settled on Ling Yue.

The Labrador's body stiffened as it watched Ling Yue tear open the package; the rich, fragrant aroma spilled out with a rustle as the bag shook.

'"What… is this?" the puppy didn't understand, the puppy was curious.'

Ling Yue almost couldn't help laughing as she grabbed a handful of pet food, shaping it into the dogs' favorite bone shape; it looked like a mini little bone, pure white, truly adorable.

For cats, it's in the shape of little fish strips.

Actually, pet food suits any animal; its appeal is broad, but doing it this way is too crude. With Ling Yue's current ability, she could completely improve the formula, dividing it into ABC three types: type A dog food, type B cat food, and type C, which has the strongest universal suitability and also offers the highest cost‑performance compared to other pet foods—a basic type.

These days, Ling Yue's pet food factory, relying solely on the basic model, has torn a bloody path through the pet market that has remained unchanged for decades, with overwhelming force; all competing pet foods, domestic or imported, have been reduced to stepping stones.

Small animals that have tried the pet food naturally know what's good for them, and the taste is superb! The poop‑scoopers clutch their lean wallets, happy yet aching.

Because the nutrition keeps up, the price is naturally high; but this slight flaw, to the poop‑scoopers, is not the fault of the pet food—it's that they're too poor.

Pet food sales have exploded spectacularly.

Big Black, as one of the first to enjoy it, naturally knows the taste is truly explosive; the bone‑shaped pet food is a top‑tier feast for any dog that has tried it once.

The small bone feels hard when eaten, but softens when soaked in water; its rich, varied texture makes it fragrant and milky for dogs that, though omnivorous, mainly eat meat—it's like returning to infancy, lying under Mother's belly drinking milk, bringing a carefree joy.

So after Ling Yue presented a handful, Big Black let out a howl, charging over, opened his mouth, and a whole handful of bone mountain instantly turned into a small basin.

It crunched away, the flavor bursting in its mouth: 'Delicious, delicious!'

While speaking, he turned his head to Tiger Cub: 'I know you don't like it; don't, don't force yourself—with me, Big Black, we can definitely finish those two thousand catties!'

The change came suddenly; Tiger Cub reacted, Big Black let out a howl and took another bite; in the gap, a few small bones fell onto the grass, and it blinked its eyes.

Fell into a heavenly dog battle.

A dog wearing little horns, holding a small fork, said angrily: 'Tiger Cub, you've changed—you won't eat this fragrant food; what do you want to eat?'

Another dog with white wings and a big halo on its head said arrogantly: 'Tiger Cub, hold on! Just because it smells good doesn't mean it tastes good—don't you remember being tricked before?'

Tiger Cub shook its head; the horned dog snorted: 'Tiger Cub, Big Black has already finished eating—look, it seems to be staring at the small bones scattered on the ground——'

Before he finished speaking, Tiger Cub lunged like a vicious dog, rolled its tongue, and shoved the scattered few small bones into its mouth.

'"Crunch—crunch—"'

After chewing a few times, its big, bright eyes widened sharply; the sweet, fragrant flavor shot straight to the top of its head, and all its fur trembled.

Good, so good~~

The rippling wave signal showed its excitement; as it lifted its head and met Big Black's expression, it looked at Tiger Cub, utterly shocked: 'You, you just……'

Tiger Cub: 'Big Black brother~~'

Other dogs gathered, disgusted that it had lost face, about to say a couple of things, when suddenly they heard its coquettish voice, 'yue!'

The dogs' vomiting sounds rose and fell.

'"God, kill me—I'm too disgusted, dog!"'

'"Tiger Cub, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"'

Some bold yet careful dogs noticed something off; Tiger Cub's changes made them wonder: could it be that after eating the dog food, like eating Yunnan mushrooms, it starts seeing little sprites?!

Or perhaps the dog food is just too delicious?

The fragrant aroma in the air was about to overwhelm the dogs, but soon they realized: impossible, absolutely impossible!

'"Tiger Cub, what on earth is wrong with you?"'

Tiger Cub obsequiously grinned: 'Big Black brother, there's no way we can finish two thousand catties; let me help you—I have a huge appetite!'

Before Big Black could speak, it dashed straight to Ling Yue: 'Let me eat! Let me eat! I and Big Black are brothers—what's his is mine, and what's mine stays mine!'

Ling Yue: '……'

Alright then.

She was originally meant to be a gift for the police dog; if it wants to eat, just give it to her—why make things difficult for a little pup?

Ling Yue nodded, and with a splash!

In front of everyone, the Labrador plunged headfirst into the large bag, intermittently letting out humming noises, unable to utter a word.

So busy, the kibble-loving dog's kibble soul has awakened!

Seeing this, the other dogs that had been arguing could hardly fail to notice how fragrant the food was, and they all grew curious.

"Huzi is way too fierce—he doesn't look like he's faking it!"

"Oh my goodness, Huzi-ge never used to be like this! How delicious can it be!"

"Gurgle~ gurgle~"

The strange noise caught other dogs' attention; they turned to see who made it—the German Shepherd Xixi—who said, "What are you staring at? I've been searching nonstop; don't stop me from filling my belly!"

Upon saying that, another round of gurgling sounds rose and fell.

To the hungry dogs, the aroma only heightened their hunger; they exchanged glances, eyes locking, and unanimously decided: "We want to eat dog food too!"

Labuduo Huzhi: "!!!"

"Don't force yourselves!" it hastily poked its head out of the bag, saying, "The kibble is dry, but the cook has prepared fragrant hot meals—much warmer than cold kibble—so don't force yourselves~~"

Before it finished speaking, it let out a long burp.

"Wow, look at Huzi's belly—it's huge and round!"

It's practically a big ball.

Hearing this, the other dogs all stared wide-eyed: "Really?"

Ling Yue raised her brow, seeing it still wanted to eat, fearing it would overeat and harm its health, she grabbed its head and said, "No, no, you can't eat anymore!"

"Look at your watermelon belly!"

Huzi: QAQ

The poor dog, wagging its tail, said, "No, no, no—I feel I haven't eaten enough; I can still eat more!"

As it spoke, it tried to struggle and break free, but Ling Yue was not something it could resist; she pressed it down with a palm, and Huzi burst into tears.

Seeing that, the other dogs could hardly fail to notice that the pet food seemed… actually delicious.

"Let me try a bite?"

"I'll go!" declared the dog, head high and chest out, striding forward with a solemn, heroic air—as if saying, "the wind bleak, the Yi River cold, a warrior goes forth never to return."

The dogs quickly tasted the pet food.

Ling Yue stepped back half a step; at that moment, many pairs of eyes suddenly burst forth with green light.

In the blink of an eye, the dogs flung themselves onto the pet food.

Surprised Xixi lifted her head; the little bone in her mouth clicked, and she said, "So fragrant, so delicious!"

By the time it came to, the dogs had eaten until their bellies were round; the five-pound bag was completely empty, with some dogs even lifting their rumps to lick the bag.

"Howl, howl, howl, you gluttonous lot—leave a few bites for me!"

The scene was extraordinarily lively, the explosive sight astonishing everyone; even the trainers were amazed, then they burst out laughing.

These furry kids hadn't been this lively in a long time.

Ling Yue's gift of two thousand catties of dog food—even if all the police dogs of Jing Shi gathered, it would take months to finish; the police had originally worried the dogs wouldn't like it, but seeing this scene, their worries were put to rest.

They hadn't yet realized that pet food isn't just tasty and nutritious; for animals, being able to make them so eager—even scrambling to eat—means the benefits go far beyond these two.

Small animals' instincts are the keenest.

Ling Yue brought Dahei home, first giving the puppy a bath; after bathing and returning home, the warm-as-spring house amazed Dahei, who shook its glossy, oily fur and ran over.

Then she plopped down on the fluffy blanket, gazing out the floor-to-ceiling window at the specially prepared pavilion, where faint outlines could be seen—these were the spiritual fruits Ling Yue had transplanted from the Jun Jun cave dwelling on Changbai Mountain, far more precious than sun fruits by tens of millions of times.

For their sake, Ling Yue set up a small concentrated spirit-gathering array within the house's large spirit-gathering array; thanks to her hundred-percent plant affinity, the spiritual fruits thrived.

So far, Ling Yue hasn't decided what to do with them; she's just a bit peckish, and the fruits taste really good!

Although Dahei had been away for a while, there was no barrier with his friends; he quickly blended in and started playing little games with the cats.

The villa had a hired chef cooking; Ling Yue lay on the small sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, with a whole basin of washed spiritual fruits at hand.

The colder the wind outside, the warmer the perpetual-spring cottage inside.

The next morning, the lark sang from the branches; their online popularity remains high, and the royalties from one lullaby are enough for everyone to lie back and relax.

For them, only after material needs are met can they pursue better dreams.

"It's here!"

The golden finch proudly lifted its head, began harmonizing; it harbors a big dream: to hold a concert like human singers.

"To astonish all humans!"

Ling Yue lay on the sofa facing the floor-to-ceiling window; outside, light snow began to fall, like tiny white salt particles drifting down.

Ling Yue closed her eyes to rest; suddenly a sharp voice rang out: "I'm back! Come see who I've brought back!"

She opened her eyes, leaned forward slightly, and looked in surprise at the source of the voice: "Duoduo?"

Besides it, there was another guest.

Mouse Uncle Sweetie

"Yueyue, you don't know—what a coincidence!"

"Back then I sent all my underlings to look for Mouse Uncle; I never expected to find him last night. He asked for my help because he's stuck in a hamster cage, and I went to great lengths to get him out."

Ling Yue's eyes flickered; indeed, tiny water droplets from melted snow still clung to her head.

She handed the two mice tissues: "Wipe your heads first, be careful not to catch a chill."

Xunbao Shu Duo Duo proudly puffed out chest: "Good!"

Compared to it, Mouse Uncle seemed a bit uneasy, his front paws rubbing each other; his state had undergone an earth-shaking change from a day ago.

The tangled fur had been washed, fluffy and clean, draped over its body; its paws were also clean, its eyes much brighter than before—if it weren't a bit thin, it would now be as plump as a fluffy little fur ball like the other striped mice.

Its round red ears twitched, and its paws involuntarily rolled the fur‑wiping tissue into a small ball as it said, "You, hello."

"I heard from Duo Duo that you are its friend, you are very capable; can you help me?"

Ling Yue half‑squatted: "What do you want me to do?"

Sugar Sugar looked at her with pleading little mouse eyes: "Help me save someone!"

In the small alley resembling a cobweb, scattered snowflakes still floated in the sky, falling onto the ground, as if a thin layer of salt frost had been sprinkled.

On the blue‑stone slabs, a few scattered footprints were stamped.

Ling Yue lowered her head; in her pocket, two little mice revealed their fluffy little heads. Duo Duo reached out its paw to her: "We're almost there, we're almost there—turn right ahead, there's a gray‑blue big iron door; that's the room they rented!"

To help Ling Yue, Duo Duo arranged things meticulously; its underlings had long figured out the exact residence of the two girls.

Even the timing of Ling Yue's arrival was just right; at this moment, they should have just gotten off work, and the sky wasn't completely dark yet.

According to Tang Tang's introduction, the little girl who adopted it was smart and careful; that very day she took it to the pet hospital, knowing it was an old ailment, she didn't even think of abandoning it, but instead fed it meticulously.

Tang Tang wiped her eyes, and her paws also became damp.

It suddenly chattered: "Yesterday I heard them say they seemed to have passed the civil service exam! I'm old, I don't know what passing the civil service exam is, but they seemed very happy, making noise until midnight."

"Such good people shouldn't be in danger."

At this moment, Ling Yue was entering the building's code according to Duo Duo's words; she didn't expect that after going in, she would keep going down the stairs.

In the basement.

The cold, narrow corridor was very quiet; at its end was a simple, even shabby tap‑water pool, with a mop hanging on the nearby pipe.

On either side of Ling Yue were narrow little doors with flower‑patterned cloth curtains hanging.

A chill rose from her soles, the conditions were worse than she had imagined; Ling Yue recalled the two people she had met once, their long eyelashes fluttering, and she knocked on the small door.