I am weak and friendly

Chapter 163 [Inconceivable Treasure-Hiding Techniques] (Bonus Chapter 910 for StevenZ)

Night has fallen, and the wind has turned cold.

Toto stayed nestled in the delivery guy's arms, while the delivery guy kept talking to him, and Toto would occasionally give him a little response.

The translator that was on its head has been removed.

At this point, Tang Yiping's translation software could no longer translate what it meant.

Furthermore, there is no need for translation.

Brother Ban sat on the edge of the field, leaning against the wheel of a car.

Tang Yiping sat down beside him, stroking Stoka's head and ears.

Stoka squatted quietly beside Tang Yiping, occasionally twitching slightly.

"Pingzi, how about I take you home first?" Ban said.

Actually, he had a bad feeling.

No, it shouldn't be considered a premonition, but rather a conjecture.

Tang Yiping shook his head.

“Or you can go to the car and sleep for a while, I’ll turn on the air conditioning,” Ban Ge said. Before Tang Yiping could speak, he heard an unusual panting sound.

It sounded like panting, like groaning, and like a low howl.

Tang Yiping had actually heard this sound before.

He knew it was his turn to take the stage.

He stayed here so that the old dog could have a more comfortable final journey.

There's nothing else he can do.

Tang Yiping maneuvered his wheelchair across the field and arrived at Toto's side.

"Toto, we're here."

Tang Yiping gently bent down and stroked the old dog's head.

“We’ll stay here with you, and we’ll take Xiaoqing home after you leave. Your Xiaoqing isn’t alone, so don’t worry,” Tang Yiping said.

—[Signature] Successful, [Beacon of Friendship] activated.

An unseen light enveloped the surrounding area.

Brother Ban looked up in surprise.

It's clearly a gloomy cemetery, with lonely graves; even the most timid person would get goosebumps just sitting here.

To be honest, it took a lot of courage for Brother Ban to stay here.

Moreover, he needed to rely on the wheels, otherwise he always felt that if he turned around, there would be something terrifying baring its fangs and claws behind him.

When a breeze blew by, he couldn't help but want to turn around and take a look.

The headlights were on, but they could only illuminate the area in front of the car, failing to dispel the surrounding darkness and the terrifying atmosphere.

For a moment, he felt he could make a horror movie.

There was a moment when he desperately tried to control himself and not recall the strange tales he had heard as a child.

But for some reason, at this moment, it seems that all fear has been dispelled.

It seemed that even the darkness had been dispelled.

The boy in the wheelchair seemed to be radiating light.

To be honest, if it weren't for this boy, he would never have driven a stranger to a remote cemetery in the middle of the night, and might even have stayed there overnight.

He looked at the boy in the wheelchair, watched him gently stroke the old dog's head, and gently stroke its ears. Tuotuo's panting seemed to have less pain now.

He must have some kind of magic.

Brother Ban thought.

Then he couldn't help but start reminiscing about himself.

My past, my life which I could see the end of at a glance, and what I am doing now.

We... we just wanted to make a product, so why do we seem to be doing something amazing?
Is this feeling right?

Am I just indulging in self-pity?
Or, is all of this really meaningful?

I once created such excellent products that made so many people tremble with fear and grit their teeth in hatred when they copied them, but why don't I feel this way now?
"Toto, does it hurt somewhere?" the delivery guy asked.

Toto nudged the delivery guy's hand with its nose and moved it to its side.

"Does it hurt here?" The delivery guy gently rubbed it, and Toto let out a soft groan. "Let me rub it for you."

Tang Yiping gently stroked Toto's head.

He could feel that Toto's body temperature was dropping.

That groaning breathing came again.

All of this felt very familiar to him.

So, when a dog dies, it's no different from when a human dies. Tang Yiping thought to himself.

Only death is fair to all living beings on this world.

Where there is birth, there is death.

There is death before there is life.

Tang Yiping listened to Toto's panting and gradually lowered his voice.

Suddenly, it turned its head sharply and bit the box next to the deliveryman's hand.

Then it struggled desperately to its feet and ran two steps forward.

"Toto?" the delivery guy called out.

It turned around and looked at the delivery guy.

In the old courtyard, children who had just been released from school rushed into the yard:

"Grandpa, Grandpa, where's the puppy? Where's the puppy? Where's the puppy you picked up?"

The little dog, huddled in the corner, raised its head and looked at the child.

"Run! Run! Toto!"

A child wearing a red scarf and a toddler running along came running out of the courtyard gate, while an old man waved a stick behind them: "You two little brats! Stop right there!"

"Toto, hold on tight to Toto, don't shake him! Ah! He fell down!!! Toto!!!"

An old-fashioned bicycle wobbled through the alley before crashing to the ground. The husky, its front paws resting on the child's shoulders, hopped to the side, its tongue lolling out innocently as it stared at the child's angry face as he lay on the ground.

"Toto, we've dug so deep, Grandpa definitely won't be able to find us this time, right?"

In a corner of the yard, a child chuckled as he and Toto buried the box in the ground and then covered it with soil.

"Toto, where did you hide my things? Toto, you bad dog! Find them for me right now!"

The boy, unable to find his pencil case anywhere, angrily pounced on the husky and rolled around with it.

"Toto...Toto! Toto? Toto!"

So many memories seem to come flooding back.

Toto saw a puppy running across the ridge of the field, carrying a metal box in its mouth, with a boy chasing after it.

Look, Xiaoqing, that looks just like us.

Come on, Xiao Qing! Let's go treasure hunting too!
It looked back.

—[Carrion Feeding] Success! You have obtained the unbelievable treasure-hiding technique left behind by the canine creature Toto upon his death.

—【Incredible Treasure-Hiding Techniques】: No matter where you are, you can always hide things. But sometimes, what you hide is not only untraceable by anyone in the world, but even you yourself can't find it. Perhaps you've simply hidden it in the cracks of your memory.

……

In another city, Chen Yanxing stuffed a box of tea into the trunk of his car, and then with a "whoosh," a whole bunch of things poured out and spilled all over the ground.

"See, I told you, there's no room left!" Chen Yanxing said.

"Huh? Can't you fit everything in here? There's still so much stuff here! Why don't you buy a bigger car?" The old man was very unhappy.

There was a bunch of random stuff around him, enough to open a supermarket.

"Why did you buy so much stuff? Didn't I tell you, we can just ship it over by courier now? You insist on carrying it yourself, you old-fashioned thing."

"How can that be the same? How can that be the same? This is a life-saving grace! How can a meager gift prove my sincerity?" The old man was very unhappy after being scolded.

"Look, there's no more room. I'll pack the rest and send them over. Go to sleep now!"

"Anyway, I can sleep on the road tomorrow," the old man said matter-of-factly.

Anyway, he doesn't need to drive.

I finally got my son's permission to go see the big boss.

He was so excited he couldn't sleep. In the middle of the night, he forced his son to pack things and load the car, wishing they could leave right now and wait for the big boss at his workplace the next morning.

Chen Yanxing sighed.

He really didn't want the old man to disturb the big boss's life.

After all, he had obtained the big boss's address through dishonest means.

However, he felt he had to meet with the bigwig in person and have a talk with him personally.

He had so many questions to ask.

"Go to sleep! Otherwise, I'll go myself!" Chen Yanxing issued his final ultimatum.

　I'll see if I can finish making up for StevenZ's missed updates today...

　　Then, on Saturday, I finished repaying hallliana's patron's reward...

　　I feel like I'm gradually recovering.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)