Chapter 023: Doggy, Why Aren't You Behaving?

"It's so cute." Old Man Zhang looked at the short-legged dog that Grief Hound had transformed into, and he really liked it. Such beautiful eyes, such smooth fur, so shiny and black.

"Yeah, really cute." Lin Fan nodded. The puppy was licking his palm. It tickled a bit, but it was fun.

Grief Hound sneered inwardly.

Cute?

Yes, indeed very cute.

Foolish humans are easily deceived by appearances. If they knew this cute puppy was a Level Two Evil Creature, they probably wouldn't be saying that.

Take good care of me.

When I don't need you anymore, I, Grief Hound, will reward you by eating you clean, completely merging you with me.

This will be your greatest honor.

Grief Hound's mentality was a bit edgy.

Huh?

Grief Hound noticed that the human was drooling. Was he attracted by its cute appearance?

Haha!

I never thought there'd be a day when I, Grief Hound, would be liked by humans.

"So cute, it must be delicious." Old Man Zhang asked.

Lin Fan stared intently, drool slowly dripping from the corner of his mouth. "I'm thinking the same thing."

"Cute = delicious."

Grief Hound understood human language. Gradually, it realized something wasn't quite right.

What was wrong with these two humans? Cute and delicious?

What the hell?

It didn't quite understand.

Old Man Zhang pulled out the silver needles stuck in the puppy, his face showing regret. "I've tried my best, but I can't cure it. It's going to die."

"Doggy, close your eyes. You're already dead."

Old Man Zhang gently closed the puppy's eyes. Closing its eyes meant death. Rest in peace.

However…

Grief Hound stared with wide, round dog eyes, revealing a confused look.

Close my eyes?

Can't you see my eyes are wide open? I, Grief Hound, am still far from death.s, don't be too arrogant. I've given you too much leeway. (Singing…)

"Close your eyes and rest…"

Grief Hound stared with wide, round eyes.

"Rest in peace…"

Grief Hound still stared with wide, round eyes.

"It's not dead yet," Old Man Zhang said.

Lin Fan said calmly, "Then we'll wait for it to die. We'll just watch it. Once it's dead, we can eat it."

"Okay."

Then, Lin Fan and Old Man Zhang sat on the bed, their eyes fixed on Grief Hound, like Death staring at someone about to die, ready to collect their soul the moment their eyes closed.

They didn't know what Grief Hound was thinking.

Grief Hound felt that these two humans seemed to have a problem. In its words, their brains were definitely not working right. I, Grief Hound, transformed into such a cute puppy, and not only did they not hold me in their arms and pet me affectionately, they actually wanted me to die.

"Look, its wound is still bleeding," Old Man Zhang pointed to the puppy's mangled back.

"Let it bleed for a while. It will die," Lin Fan said.

"Yeah, it will definitely die. But it's so small, it definitely won't be enough for you. But can I have a dog leg?"

"Of course, I'm starving."

"You're so good to me. Will its meat be delicious?"

"I haven't eaten it before, but it's so cute, it must be delicious."

"That's right, cute must be delicious."

They chatted back and forth, their questions and answers creating a harmonious and warm atmosphere as they quietly waited for the cute puppy to bleed to death.

Grief Hound was a bit dumbfounded.

They wanted to eat it?

Damn it, it was such a cute puppy. They would even eat such a cute puppy? Where was their humanity?

Tick-tock! Tick-tock!

Wrong~

There was no clock in Ward 666. Everything was designed to create an atmosphere.

At this moment, the situation in the ward was quite strange.

Two mentally ill people and a dog stared at each other. The dog's wounds were severe and bleeding. If any normal person saw this, they would definitely criticize them: "How cold-blooded are you? You can just sit there and watch such a cute puppy. You're too cold-blooded!"

Grief Hound wasn't doing well. In order to make itself look pitiful, its injuries were worsening. If it allowed the blood to continue flowing, it might actually die from blood loss, just as they said.

Damn it.

These two humans must know who it was and were just toying with it.

There was no other way.

It had to reveal its true form and devour these two humans.

Roar!

A muffled growl came from Grief Hound's throat. Its small body began to change. Its thick, short legs became thick legs wrapped in blue veins, its claws sharp. Its claws slid, tearing the blanket, revealing the white cotton inside.

Lin Fan and Old Man Zhang were discussing something with their heads down when they gradually noticed a shadow growing larger.

They looked up.

They saw that the previously cute puppy had become a large dog.

Its interlocking fangs were bared, disgusting mucus dripping down, staining the clean sheets.

"I'm afraid of big dogs." Old Man Zhang hid behind Lin Fan, then poked his head out. "But now that it's so big, it must be enough to eat."

Grumble!

Lin Fan's stomach growled, his eyes gleaming. He was really hungry. "A cute little puppy turned into a cute big puppy. It must be delicious."

Grief Hound revealed its true form, ferocious and terrifying. It growled at them, opening its bloody maw to bite Lin Fan's neck. It wanted to bite his neck off in one bite.

Bang!

Time froze.

Everything around became silent.

Grief Hound had always believed it could bite off the human's neck in one bite, but it didn't expect to be grabbed by the neck and pressed onto the bed, its dog butt sticking up, its tail wagging habitually.

Such a humiliating action was happening to it.

"Old Zhang, the doggy is so cute. It pounced on me for a hug." Lin Fan grabbed the loose skin on the back of Grief Hound's neck and lifted it up. Grief Hound was, after all, just a dog. It had a dog's nature.

Its four limbs spread out, its tail raised, its dog eyes wide open, like a flying dog.

"See how well-behaved it is," Lin Fan said.

The ferocious Grief Hound, who had killed four young graduates from the High Court, was being called well-behaved. This was an insult to Grief Hound, an insult to Evil Creatures, and an insult to those who had died.

"Can I pet it?" Old Man Zhang loved dogs, loved cute dogs, and loved cute and delicious dogs even more.

"Yes, it's very well-behaved," Lin Fan said.

Old Man Zhang slowly reached out, wanting to touch the dog's fur.

Grief Hound suddenly reacted, wanting to bite off Old Man Zhang's hand.

Bang!

Lin Fan slapped the dog's mouth. With a crack, its interlocking fangs were shattered by the heavy blow. Grief Hound couldn't believe what it was seeing. Its proud fangs had been smashed.

"Doggy, you have to be good. He's my friend. You can't be mean to him," Lin Fan said angrily.

Grief Hound was stunned.

Its mind went blank.

What level expert was he…?

Why was there such a powerful expert here?