I am weak and friendly

Chapter 158 Toto
"Pingzi! Pingzi!" Brother Ban's urgent shouts seemed to come from a great distance.

"What happened to me just now?" Tang Yiping slowly opened his eyes.

"You might... have passed out," Brother Ban said anxiously. "You were beaten up last time, did you get a concussion? How could you suddenly pass out?"

Tang Yiping suddenly barked at him like a dog, but he could only assume that Tang Yiping was a very abstract figure.

But suddenly fainting is a different matter altogether.

Brother Ban is extremely nervous now.

"I think I was..." Tang Yiping wanted to describe what had just happened, but he couldn't.

Just now, he felt something like the currently popular "Cthulhu" phenomenon.

It is incomprehensible and indescribable.

Because what he saw and felt was beyond his own senses, and there was nothing in human language that could describe it.

He tried to recall what he had just seen, but couldn't remember it at all.

However, a notification flashed before his eyes:
—You have identified and learned a specific weakness. Your understanding of weaknesses has improved, and your B-level survival skill [Weakness Insight] has advanced to C level.
As expected, there aren't any normal people among the users of the "Survival Guide for the Weak"!
Having discovered one of Stoka's weaknesses, he directly upgraded his [Weakness Insight] skill. Just how weak must that weakness be!

but……

That feeling just now...

No, I need to hurry up and write something!

Without thinking twice, Tang Yiping turned around and rushed to his computer, then started typing away.

"Aren't you really going to go to the hospital to get checked out?" Brother Ban asked Tang Yiping, but Tang Yiping didn't hear him at all.

Fine……

Brother Ban was helpless.

He returned to his workstation and began reviewing his proposal.

At first, he did spare a little attention to Tang Yiping, but after a while, he became engrossed in the proposal written by "himself".

You know what, the proposal I wrote is actually pretty good!

Brother Ban felt that he couldn't think of anything better, nor was there anything that could be modified.

only……

Brother Ban always felt that something was missing.

Deep inside him, a voice seemed to be struggling and shouting: "What a piece of garbage! Mediocre! Mediocre!"

He looked at it over and over again, occasionally making minor changes to one or two places, and sometimes changing it back afterward.

He felt that the plan was not good enough in any way, but he couldn't think of a better one.

This made him very frustrated.

Perhaps, given my current skill level, coming up with a "mediocre" but usable solution would already be quite good.

Beside him, Stoka lay on the ground, glanced at Tang Yiping who was banging away, then at Ban Ge who was completely absorbed in the music, thought for a moment, then turned and ran out.

Tang Yiping wrote for more than an hour until he suddenly woke up.

"Ahhhhhh... Toilet, toilet, toilet... I'm about to pee!" Tang Yiping's wheelchair shot off.

Brother Ban: "..."

I don't know whether to admire or criticize them.

I really don’t know what to say.

Don't wet your pants.

As soon as Tang Yiping went out, he saw Stoka dart back in a flash, go to Tang Yiping's computer, get up and lie down on the keyboard.

Brother Ban: "..."

So you're not even going to act anymore, are you?

So you're planning to cause trouble for me, aren't you?

Wait, something's not right!
How could a dog be so smart?

Could it be that there is a human soul inside this dog's body?

Well……

Could this dog be Pingzi's personal grandfather, the one who taught Tang Yiping programming skills, which is why Pingzi's programming skills are so strong?
No, no, no. If this dog is Hirako's personal grandfather, why would it hide it from Hirako, prevent him from knowing, and even let Hirako scold it?
Could it be the mastermind behind it all?

Wait a minute? How can I be so calmly thinking about something like this?

Why don't I feel any fear? This thing is clearly abnormal.

It can't be because I was bribed by a proposal, can it?

The sect's elder, Niu Ma, stared at the sect's guardian spirit beast, which his disciple had brought back, and had a feeling that it was actually a demon king lying in wait, ready to betray them at any moment.

But this guy just drove away the enemies who invaded the sect and saved the sect's elders from dire straits.

"What exactly do you want?" Bangle asked Stoka.

"Awooo." Stoka's reply was completely incomprehensible to Bangle.

Yes, Hirako decided to become the dog's language translator so that he could communicate with Stoka.

So, Hirako knew about its special features.

Why would it keep this from Hirako? It couldn't be that the more it did, the more mistakes it made, the harsher the criticism, and the faster it would die!

What's the point?
"Are you planning to help Pingzi finish writing the code and then frame me for it?" Ban asked.

"Ouch."

The word "frame" is not quite right.

It should be said that "the credit is due to me" instead.

But this is still framing someone!
Ban simply crossed his arms and watched to see what Stoka was planning to do.

then……

"Woo-hoo?" Stokka tilted its head, looking at the code on the screen, with countless question marks popping up above its head.

"Hehehehehe..." Brother Ban laughed.

It's beyond their capabilities.

You can't handle Hirako's code, can you?

Hmm, as expected, Pingzi's code wasn't learned from a dog.

This dog must have needed something from Hirako, which is why it stayed by Hirako's side.

Indeed, powerful people are surrounded by powerful dogs.

Stoka left Tang Yiping's keyboard dejectedly, then walked away angrily.

Brother Ban watched his retreating figure.

I wonder who's going to be unlucky this time, or rather, who's going to be happy.

That afternoon, Shen Qianyu happily spent the whole afternoon playing, only to fall to the Silver rank.

……

"Toto! I'm heading out!" In an old house, the delivery guy put on his helmet and shouted.

No one answered.

"Toto".

He called out again, and an old dog slowly came out of the inner room.

It was a very old husky.

Its lineage doesn't seem to be particularly pure, and it's not particularly good-looking either.

And because of its age, its fur was patchy, making it look a bit like a mangy dog. Its brown eyes had also become cloudy, with sticky discharge in the corners.

"Woo..." It came to the delivery guy's side, gently nudged him with its head, and made a pitiful whimpering sound.

"Toto, be good and wait for me at home. I'll be back soon." The delivery guy squatted down and scratched Toto's neck vigorously. In the past, Toto would always show a comfortable expression when he did this, but today it just whimpered and stared at the delivery guy with its cloudy eyes.

"Toto, what exactly do you want to tell me?" the delivery guy asked.

Toto was whimpering, but unfortunately the delivery guy couldn't understand it.

"I have to go! Wait for me to come back!" the delivery guy said, turning to leave, but Toto grabbed his trouser leg.

"Woo-chio-chio!" Toto cried.

(End of this chapter)