Restarting the myth.

Chapter 21 Tossing a Coin

The car drove into London, and Wayne randomly chose an alley to abandon it, and gave the supplies in the car to the right people.

The four of them took a taxi back to the detective agency, while Veronica and the other two were anxious to return to the college because they still had graduation thesis and a report on the elimination of the death base to complete.

Before leaving, the three expressed their gratitude to Wayne separately, saying that Wayne saved them no matter what.

After these busy days, they will come to the detective agency with gifts.

Chris told Wayne not to go out unless necessary. Although the death aura on him dissipated due to the Gate of Truth, which was a blessing in disguise, there were still other death walkers in Lundan, and he might be targeted again one day.

Chris thinks highly of Wayne and wants to take him to the college right away for the entrance ceremony, but Evanston is a women's college and cannot accept male students.

Chris remembered that there was a night school specifically for training magicians. She needed to inquire about the specific situation. Moreover, the night school was a crash course and the content taught was limited. She would have to personally tutor Wayne for some time in the future.

After Wayne completes his initial studies and has accumulated a certain amount of knowledge, we will recommend a qualified tutor to him.

In this way, Wayne, bathing in the glory of the goddess, will inevitably take the initiative to throw himself into the embrace of the moonlight.

This is sure!

……

Wayne waved goodbye to the three people and followed Chris's advice not to go out unless necessary.

He hailed a taxi at the door and went to the apartment where the failed art student lived.

Don't go out unless you have to. He has something to do.

It's time to meet the Spirit of Vengeance!

Wayne signed a contract with the vengeful dog and obtained his first summoned beast. Before that, his magic power was zero and he was unable to feed the beast and allow it to move freely.

It’s different now. Wayne is like a young man who has just gained superpowers. He feels very good about himself and can’t wait to awaken his servants.

In addition to his anticipation for the first summoned beast, he also had another reason why he had to go. The spirit of vengeance had awakened. If it could not obtain the magic power of its master for a long time, it would go crazy due to hunger and there was a high possibility that it would devour its master.

As it was getting dark, Wayne didn't want to delay and planned to make quick work of it and take the dog home before nightfall.

Of course, he was not completely unprepared. Just in case, he kept the Bible, which could ward off evil spirits, in his arms.

And white gloves.

He was confident that even if he was unlucky enough to be targeted by a ghost, he could turn the tables and chase the ghost around. It was hard to say who would scare whom then.

Times are different now, young people are no longer poor... Well, not so poor anymore, at least they are not afraid of ghosts!

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The taxi stopped by the roadside, and Wayne followed the instructions of the Book of Greed to find the burial place of the spirit of vengeance.

The Book of Greed can only capture the wails of evil spirits but cannot respond to the wishes of the living. This makes Wayne very indignant. It would be much better to be a living person. He can sign a master-servant contract with the magical girl and get everything done in one step. His path to becoming a wizard will definitely be much smoother.

With the Book of Greed leading the way, Wayne arrived at his destination quickly, as if he had a red name. It was a wasteland backed by a pet shelter. There was also a veterinary clinic nearby, and the barking of large dogs could be heard from time to time.

As night fell, the cries sounded like wolves howling, and with the gradually spreading fog, the atmosphere immediately became eerie and dark.

It was indeed very strange. Wayne saw a lot of green spots of light emerging from the ground, gathered in one place like phosphorescence, dancing with a faint chill.

"Damn taxi driver, he must have taken a detour!"

Wayne complained that he was late. After a few steps, he stopped in front of a piece of soft mud. He closed his eyes and sensed, calling his followers and servants, and transmitted magic power to them through the Book of Greed.

The soft, damp soil slowly rose up, and a rotten claw crawled out. The disgusting stench made Wayne cover his nose.

Having a dog nose is not necessarily a good thing. It breaks many fantasies, such as that a beautiful girl's fart is fragrant.

A large dog with its body rotted all over crawled out of the cemetery. One of its eyes was grayish white, while a dark green flame danced in the other eye socket. With the magic power of its master, the rotten flesh on its body fell off rapidly, leaving only a skeleton.

The hazy mist accumulated and wrapped around the undead dog's skeleton like an arm, reorganizing the translucent body. It looked both evil and ferocious, but also somewhat heroic and handsome.

This is a Doberman Pinscher, with a compact and well-proportioned body, nearly 70 cm tall at the shoulder. Its ears are not cropped or its tail is not docked, so its drooping ears do not stand up.

The smell of decay in the air dissipated a lot. As their eyes met, the Doberman growled with his gums bared. Wayne saw deep resentment in its eyes.

Pictures flashed by, explaining the past of the Spirit of Vengeance.

This Doberman was raised as a pet by a little boy. When the boy grew up, he enrolled in the army. His family didn't have time to take care of the Doberman, so they placed it in a pet shelter.

The staff at the shelter did not care about the dogs, they deducted fees to make money, used the cheapest and inferior dog food, and sometimes starved the dogs. When bathing the dogs, they just put them in cages and washed them with water. The Dobermans suffered from bacterial infections because their ears were not cropped.

Afterwards, the Doberman became pregnant and gave birth to seven puppies.

The shelter staff got excited and registered the seven puppies and applied for a wave of dog food funds. The money was not spent on the Doberman, but went into the staff's pockets. The seven puppies were thrown to death by the staff in front of the Doberman.

The fog was very thick that night and the Doberman went crazy. The employee who attacked was starved to death and a pit was dug to bury him in the wasteland.

In this wasteland, there are many pets that have died due to abuse. Whenever night falls, the remaining cold light floats up.

"Damn it!" Wayne felt a headache after watching this. He sensed the Doberman's desire for revenge and understood the meaning of the name Spirit of Vengeance.

The spirit of vengeance is not a random thing. If Wayne wants to gain the other party's loyalty, he must make the other party complete his revenge. Only in this way will the spirit of vengeance say goodbye to the past.

This is such a headache!

As a scumbag who loves both cats and dogs, Wayne extremely hates animal abuse, especially the employees of pet shelters who take salaries but do nothing and deserve to be haunted by the spirit of vengeance.

However, Wayne believed that human life was more important than dog life, so he let the Doberman take revenge...

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Sensing Wayne's hesitation, the Spirit of Vengeance immediately became restless, and the growl in its throat became more and more intense.

"Don't make a fuss, I didn't say no."

Wayne hesitated for a moment and took out a coin from his pocket: "How about this, let's flip the coin to decide. Heads, you go and get your revenge. Tails, I'll help you get justice through legal means. How about that?"

The Spirit of Vengeance was not satisfied with this arrangement. It stared at Wayne's neck, as if thinking about the feasibility of devouring its master in exchange for freedom of movement.

Wayne touched his neck and said with a toothache, "Good dog, I'm a detective and I'm best at collecting evidence. With my help, those useless guys will definitely be kicked out of the shelter. Then I'll spend money to buy some traffic and hype it up in the newspapers, denouncing these inhumane scum. The angry people will not let them go."

The spirit of vengeance didn't understand and was eager to devour its master.

Wayne was helpless, and felt that the spirit of vengeance was difficult to communicate with, so he embraced the Bible to calm the other party down.

The man and the dog confronted each other on the spot. After a while, night fell completely and the fog around them spread to an exaggerated level.

The body of the Spirit of Vengeance was originally condensed from mist. It merged with the mist. The two balls of flickering cold flames doubled Wayne's pressure.

Maybe, perhaps, there is an 80% chance that he cannot beat this dog.

"Let me take a step back. I will love you well from now on and treat you with the best dog food and the best dog house. Please give me some face. After all, I am your master." Wayne said with a serious expression.

This time, the Spirit of Vengeance did not resist. Perhaps Wayne's description awakened its good memories of the past, and it silently agreed to toss a coin to make a choice.

"God is watching what people do. Let God decide their fate..."

Wayne shrugged, raised his hand and flicked the coin into the air. The man and the dog followed the coin as it fell until it was stuck upright in the mud.

"..." x2
Wayne was confused, and the dog was confused too. It was neither positive nor negative. How to choose?

Wayne came back to his senses and said thoughtfully, "It's half and half if you put it vertically. You bite them half to death, and then I will investigate and collect evidence and publish an article to criticize their evil deeds."

The Spirit of Vengeance said nothing, struggling over whether to throw it again.

"Don't worry, I'm very good to my dog. I will make sure that these people lose their jobs and become homeless. Once they find a job, I will buy traffic and denounce the black-hearted boss who provided them with the job..."

Wayne became more and more excited as he spoke. This was the first time he realized how bad he was. "You know, homeless people have to sleep on the streets. You often stay up late at night, and you get lost and run into them. Then they keep biting and chasing you, causing them to constantly fall into nightmares of revenge by the vengeful hounds."

The Spirit of Vengeance's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly to indicate that this was a good idea, as it would be too easy to kill those people all at once.

Master, you are so bad!

"It only breaks down occasionally, that's fine if you like it."

Wayne replied subconsciously, then was stunned for a moment before realizing that he could hear the other person's voice.

"Go ahead, it's too late and I'm waiting to go home!"

"Hohohoho——"

The fog surged up, and the violent resentment instantly raised a ten-meter-high wall of fog, carrying with it ghostly green will-o'-the-wisp fires, and rushed towards the pet shelter like a tsunami.

That night, the entire shelter was filled with fear, with screams and barking dogs.

The next day, the newspaper reported that a shelter employee was attacked by a mad dog.

The employees had horrific bite marks all over their bodies, and were also infected with a virus and had high fevers. At the end of the report, the reporter expressed regret, saying that a group of kind-hearted people who love animals should not end up like this.

People also expressed their sympathy and some went to the hospital to visit them.

After the incident fermented for two days, shocking text was once again published in the newspapers. The cold photos were accompanied by abusive text, which triggered a widespread condemnation.

The remains buried in the wasteland were excavated, and a bunch of photos came into the public eye. The heat continued...

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Night, detective agency.

Wayne put down the newspaper and tea and looked around: "Hey, where is Abin? Did he go out to play with others again?"

"It's late at night, you're so energetic!"

(End of this chapter)