Did not return

Vivian's "collaborative venture to develop a new technique for grilling lamb skewers and then become wealthy" plan officially went bankrupt on the second day of execution. The reason for the bankruptcy was not that the plan itself was unfeasible, but that Muyun couldn't control her voracious appetite. This husky would devour almost all meat in sight, including the failed products she grilled into charcoal. Her level of determination had reached an unyielding point, prompting Vivian to realize that she could no longer continue to collaborate with this husky...

Now, as for Muyun, the husky girl was quite satisfied with her new claws. Although no one could explain the principle behind her evolving to produce such a pair of detachable claws, Muyun herself clearly didn't dwell on it. She simply found these non-metallic and non-stone claws very useful, so she diligently practiced her skills every day, although to onlookers, it appeared as if she was just leaping and swinging wildly.

Lin Feng could empathize with Muyun's excitement. After all, this husky had only strength to match the "abnormal" standard since birth. Apart from her brute strength, she rarely possessed any skills worthy of being called "exceptional." As Vivian put it, even the least capable normal werewolf would have one or two innate talents, such as poisons and shadow concealment, known as "semi-magical" skills. But Muyun had none of these. Previously, Muyun had not interacted with other anomalies, so she didn't feel any sense of loss. However, now that she had met Vivian and heard a lot about "kin" from the vampire girl, she naturally felt a bit itchy. Although she encountered a shocking fact about her identity after evolving, at least her superpowers had finally emerged. How could this husky not be thrilled?

Early this morning, Lin Feng went out for a stroll as usual, buying Muyun her favorite meat bones and a few packs of spicy snacks, and bringing back some new kitchenware and fresh vegetables for the vampire at home. He felt more and more like the caretaker or guardian of the two extraordinary girls rather than a normal landlord. But he thought this kind of life was not bad—after all, the daily expenses of the extraordinary beings could all be reimbursed by Raven12345. He only needed to ensure his tenants' happy lives, and such a brainless rhythm of life was quite enjoyable.

However, as soon as Lin Feng pushed the door open and entered the house, he noticed something unusual: "Isn't Isaac at home?"

Every day at this time, the big demon would sit on the sofa in the living room like clockwork, watching TV and studying the affairs of Earthlings. It could be said that it was his fixed daily routine. When Lin Feng saw no one on the sofa, his first reaction was that Isaac wasn't at home.

"The big guy went out." Vivian, who was cleaning the living room with a vacuum cleaner, said casually, "He said he wanted to find something to do. He feels bored just staying at home all day."

Lin Feng was about to nod subconsciously when he suddenly realized. He immediately jumped up half a meter: "What?! He went out?! Why didn't you stop him?"

"Why should we stop him?" Vivian looked at Lin Feng strangely. "Going out is freedom. This isn't a prison."

Lin Feng was tongue-tied for a moment, gesturing for quite a while before realizing how difficult it was to explain Isaac's appearance to an outsider. Moreover, what Vivian said was not wrong. Going out was indeed freedom, and one couldn't restrict others' activities just because their face was prone to causing trouble. To be honest, it was already miraculous that the giant demon had transformed from a demon over five meters tall to a muscular man over two meters tall, although he still wasn't good-looking after the transformation... But at least he had tried his best, right?

So Lin Feng could only wave his hand helplessly: "I hope he doesn't get into conflict with the local police. I should have followed him. I could have helped out in critical moments. By the way, did he say when he'll be back?"

At this moment, Muyun happened to be coming out of the room carrying a small box. Upon hearing Lin Feng and Vivian's conversation, she casually replied, "He said he wanted to go to the city center of the human city to take a look. When he was in England before, he basically slept in another dimension, so he didn't see enough. This time, he wants to broaden his horizons. He'll be back at the earliest in the afternoon, or later in the evening. He said he wants to eat out and get accustomed to human society."

Lin Feng noticed something amiss and immediately asked anxiously, "But does he have money?"

Muyun nodded, "I lent him two hundred."

Lin Feng's heart sank immediately, thinking that he hoped the giant demon wouldn't cause any trouble. Otherwise, in a few days, he would only see the other party in a legal program.

Creating a commotion just by shopping at the supermarket, attracting a bunch of plainclothes thugs while walking on the street, choosing to stroll in the bustling city center on the first outing... Well...

"You're going out?" Lin Feng suddenly noticed Muyun carrying a box and preparing to leave, so he asked casually.

Muyun nodded, "Yes, I agreed with Green Bean to take it to see the doctor at half-past nine this morning."

Lin Feng took half a day to realize that "Green Bean" was the name of a stray dog ​​on the neighboring street. Stray dogs in this area didn't have names, but after "Kind-hearted Itinerant Physician Liu Muyun" arrived in the southern suburbs, she gave names to all the stray dogs here. Green Bean was a Chinese rural dog with a bit of a problem with its hind legs. Because the first time they met, the latter was gnawing on a green bean popsicle, it was given this name. Due to its chronic leg problems, it was one of Muyun's regular patients.

Lin Feng always needed a moment to react every time Muyun mentioned these dogs in the southern suburbs, because in the husky's worldview, there was no difference between humans and dogs. In her eyes, dogs and humans were the same. Therefore, every time she mentioned her "patients," she always used the tone of discussing acquaintances. Lin Feng had lived with her for over a month and still needed a moment to understand who she was talking about. Last time, when Muyun had dinner with Lin Feng, she casually mentioned, "The nearby Prince Reinhardt often mentions you." Lin Feng was puzzled until 2:30 in the afternoon, when he remembered that "Prince Reinhardt" was the Tibetan Mastiff raised by the Zhang family in the back alley... He almost thought he had a long-lost European noble uncle!

Vivian put down the vacuum cleaner, pointed at the ribs on the table, and asked, "Will you be back for lunch?"

Muyun quickly swallowed her saliva and nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes! Bat, you're not allowed to steal my bones!"

"Who's interested in stealing things to eat with you, you big dog." Vivian carried on with the bag of ribs towards the kitchen, saying, "If you're coming back, I'll start stewing the meat now. It should be well-marinated by noon."

Lin Feng, watching Muyun and Vivian's normal conversation, sighed, "The two of you are finally getting along."

Sure enough, two screams immediately followed, "Who's getting along with that bat (big dog)?"

Lin Feng chuckled dumbly, finally coaxing Muyun out of the house. He then sat on the sofa, opened the data terminal, and wanted to see if there was any response to the report he had submitted to Raven12345 a few days ago.

The day after Muyun completed her evolution, Lin Feng wrote the report. Although the writing was mediocre, it basically described in detail the process of "werewolf transformation into husky." He thought that even if Raven12345 was unreliable, she should quickly respond to such an amazing report. However, upon opening the data terminal, he saw that his report had only been marked as "read," and the eccentric goddess hadn't left any comments.

Lin Feng sent a contact request to Raven, but the response was an automated reply that sounded solemn and dignified but lacked any sense of propriety: "The god you are calling for is not available. Please leave a message after the beep. In case of emergency for believers, please consult the self-service divine guidance-prayer system. In case of emergency for servant soldiers or other military personnel, please consult the self-service rescue terminal. In case of emergency for official review officers, please call for reinforcements from the nearest armed support department. In case of emergency for Lin Feng, please endure with internal strength and faith."

Lin Feng: "..."

"The terminal has a suggestion." The data terminal suddenly spoke, "You can take a kitchen knife and rush into 12345's office, call out her arcane servant, and then challenge him to a duel. Start from the office, go through the archive room, then the power room, and finally leave angry messages on the local channel to call her a lunatic."

"Will this make her appreciate my talents and value?" Lin Feng asked.

"No, but this way you will die with dignity, and at least you can appear in the headlines of the local channel."

Lin Feng thought for a moment, then handed the data terminal to Vivian, "Throw it in the kitchen, boil it for half an hour, and add more cilantro."

"Give it a try if you dare! I'll make you regret poking this machine!" The terminal retorted.

The morning passed quickly in Lin Feng's banter with the data terminal, and then... Muyun didn't come back at noon.