Chapter 114

Zheng Xin was amused by the Corgi's expression and swung the backpack in her hand: "You don't believe me? Really, if you don't believe me, smell this backpack. Is it my scent? I've been carrying you the whole way, you ungrateful stinky dog!"

Unexpectedly, the Corgi actually ran in front of Zheng Xin, twitched its little nose, and sniffed the scent on the backpack very seriously. It even circled Zheng Xin twice, then very friendly rubbed its head against Zheng Xin's pant leg.

"Wow, little puppy, you're really so smart. Hey, don't go..."

Zheng Xin was incredibly happy with the dog's affectionate display. Just as she was about to squat down to pet its head, the Corgi dashed again, returning to Zhang Su's side. It sat upright, swaying from side to side with its tongue out, just like a mascot guarding Zhang Su.

"You... he's a bad guy, he wants to eat you, I'm the good person, how can you not tell good from bad..."

Zheng Xin was extremely depressed.

Zhang Su looked at the Corgi sitting beside him and suddenly felt it wasn't that annoying after all. He beamed at Zheng Xin and said, "My charm is just that great, you have to admit it. Even the dog ignores you, hahaha!"

"Bullshit! Come back, doggy, big sister loves you..."

Zheng Xin walked up and petted the Corgi's head. This time, the Corgi didn't resist at all, letting her rub it back and forth.

"Let's go, they've all gone in, let's hurry!"

Zhang Su turned his head and saw Zhong Xiao standing by an iron door, waving at them. The others had naturally already entered the shop.

"Come, big sister will hold you."

Zheng Xin opened her arms, wanting to hold the Corgi.

Zhang Su curled his lip and said, "What big sister, little sister, what the hell are you holding? How are you going to work while holding it... Are you tired of living?"

"That's true..." Zheng Xin finally realized she couldn't spare her hands to hold the dog now, so she pulled out the baseball bat tucked behind her back.

"Woof."

The Corgi seemed to have completely understood their conversation; it ran back and forth on the ground a few times, as if saying, I can run by myself, no need to hold me!

"Xin, this guy's speed is not right!"

As Zhang Su walked, he frowned and stared at the Corgi frolicking everywhere. He had never raised a dog and hadn't seen a dog running at full speed in the residential area, but he had a concept of his own speed and felt he should at least be able to outrun a Corgi!

But the speed of the Corgi in front of him was simply unbelievable. Without even needing to race, Zhang Su knew he was no match; the difference was too great!

A normal Corgi's fastest running speed is about ten seconds per hundred meters. There are individual differences, but they aren't huge. The fastest handful of humans can barely edge out a Corgi.

At this moment, the Corgi frolicking in the courtyard was *whoosh, whoosh, whoosh*, its yellow and white figure weaving between the vehicles. It was extremely sharp and fast. It was impossible to measure the precise value, but even with the naked eye, one could see it was extraordinary!

Seven or eight cars were parked side by side, a distance of about thirty meters. One could hear the friction sound of the Corgi's feet; the dog had already dashed from one end to the other in about a second, three times faster than a normal Corgi!

This speed was already approaching that of the apex predator, the cheetah!

Zheng Xin pouted and watched for a while, just nodding without expressing any opinion, because she was already shocked.

"Hey, silly dog!"

Zhang Su called the Corgi.

The Corgi braked sharply and stood in the distance, twisting its head to look back.

Zhang Su felt that the Corgi seemed to really dislike the name "silly dog." Being stared at by it felt like someone was giving him a dirty look; this feeling was very strange.

"Hey, little dog, did you mutate?"

The Corgi didn't answer with a bark, but jumped up and nodded.

"Holy crap, Brother Su, it must have mutated into a super dog!"

Zheng Xin grabbed Zhang Su's arm, incredibly excited.

How could a normal Corgi jump nearly a person's height from a standstill? Even a small cat would find it difficult, let alone this Corgi, which weighed over twenty jin. This basically confirmed the speculation of mutation.

This phenomenon wasn't hard for the two of them to accept. After all, people had turned into zombies running all over the streets; how hard was it to accept a dog mutating?

"Let's go, let's get to work first, we'll study its problem later!"

Zhang Su didn't enter through the back door of the shop, but came to the Mercedes-Benz motorhome. Twelve meters long, two and a half meters wide, and four meters high, it was much more imposing than an ordinary minibus. A Toyota Coaster was only seven meters long; twelve meters was already approaching the size of a large coach, quite domineering.

"This vehicle... is really great."

Zhang Su touched the tires of the Mercedes-Benz motorhome and smiled involuntarily.

"But Brother Su, I heard that the bigger the vehicle, the more fuel it consumes. Doesn't this thing consume as much fuel as a tank?"

Zheng Xin curiously tapped the body of the vehicle, and the solid metal made a *clunking* sound.

"A tank... you really dare to say that. Do you know the fuel consumption of a tank? The German Tiger tank from World War II had a fuel consumption of about 400 liters per 100 kilometers, and 660 liters per 100 kilometers in off-road conditions!"

"660!"

Zheng Xin was stunned. If it were a number written on paper, she would wonder if there should be a decimal point after the two sixes...

"Did you remember that wrong?"

Zhang Su shook his head: "I'm not a military enthusiast, this data is from when I watched a foreign automotive variety show, they did a test and got that result. Not bad! The fuel consumption of this motorhome is indeed higher than ordinary vehicles, but it's directly proportional to the weight. It's about 20 liters when empty. For such a big guy, the fuel efficiency is quite considerable."

"Load this vehicle with supplies, drive it to the beach, the grasslands, the desert, anywhere is fine. As long as you aren't ambushed, living for a year or a year and a half is not a problem. Think about that life, it would be really comfortable."

Zhang Su couldn't help but fantasize. Now the streets were full of cars abandoned on the road, and there were unmanned gas stations. Driving a tank was definitely unrealistic, but the fuel consumption of a motorhome could still be supplied.

"This vehicle is quite domineering, Brother Su. How much would it cost in the past? Could you afford it?"

Zheng Xin didn't know much about cars, but the big guy in front of her gave her a considerable sense of security, and she figured it shouldn't be cheap.

Zhang Su glanced at Zheng Xin speechlessly and said, "At most, I could be considered a small middle-class person. If I remember correctly, the price of this vehicle after import exceeded 15 million. Is this something for a middle-class person to play with?"

"15 million isn't that much, is it..."

Zheng Xin showed a puzzled expression.

"Fine, fine, fine, you're awesome. 15 million isn't much, you're really awesome."

Zhang Su was left speechless by her retort, secretly thinking that this girl must be watching too many short videos every day, thinking that the per capita income of the whole country was over 100 million?

"Oh, I made a mistake, I thought you were talking about Dou coins, hehe..."

Zheng Xin stuck out her tongue in embarrassment. She got the ratio wrong; it was a ten-fold difference.

"Dou coins... I think you're a Dou-fool! Go, go, go, go play somewhere else..." Zhang Su shook his head, pulled the door handle of the vehicle, and shrugged: "Can't open it. Let's go, let's find the keys!"

Cars parked in the parking lot were naturally locked tight, so the two walked toward the back door.

The little Corgi knew where the two were going, so it ran to the iron door one step ahead and sat down, watching the two with a relaxed air, quite clever.

(End of chapter)