The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

Almost the instant the aroma of meat wafted out, Leopard, who had been lying motionless on the pillow, twitched its nose sharply.

The impatiently wagging tail also stopped in mid-air.

Quietly, it turned half its head and, with the corner of its eye, precisely locked onto the piece of dried meat in Chen Guan's hand.

Chen Guan didn't say anything, but just held the dried meat and deliberately waved it in the air.

The next second, a purple afterimage flashed off the pillow.

It ran to Chen Guan's feet and rubbed its little head, topped with a diamond-shaped crystal, against his trouser leg, making incredibly fawning gurgling sounds.

Those golden eyes were filled with a clear and innocent light, and the two Doritos were swaying.

[Haha, I declare that Leopard's dignity is worth a piece of beef jerky.]

[Hilarious! That face-changing speed is no wonder he was raised in a prison cell.]

One second: Don't touch me. The next second: Master! I'm hungry! Food!

[Coffin Bro, a seventh-tier powerhouse who was completely controlled by Hakimi.]

[Coffin Bro: I still prefer the rebellious version of you from when we first met.]

Chen Guan tore the dried meat into small strips and fed them to the leopard one by one. Although he could have just thrown them to the leopard, he still enjoyed the process of feeding it to the leopard.

The little guy ate to his heart's content, his tail wagging behind him like a propeller.

"What a picky eater."

Chen Guan rubbed its little head, which earned it even more effort in trying to please him.

After feeding the last bit of dried meat and putting away the expensive demon core paste, Chen Guan finished washing up and lay back on the bed.

After eating and drinking his fill, Leopard jumped onto the bed contentedly, found a comfortable spot next to his pillow, curled up, and soon began to breathe evenly.

As an intelligent spirit leopard, the leopard cleverly kept its distance from its original body, with the coffin in between.

On the one hand, if it didn't move on its own, Chen Guan would drag it out; on the other hand, it was a little afraid of this immobile human.

The dormitory fell completely silent.

Chen Guan stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, not feeling sleepy at all.

On a whim, he brought up the forum interface.

The forum was bustling with activity, with several highly popular posts related to Yunlan City.

[A rational discussion: Does Xuanwu's behavior constitute a necessary evil?]

[Detail-oriented analysis needed! I analyzed the footage frame by frame and discovered that Coffin Bro was genuinely protecting civilians; he's the gentlest terrorist I've ever met!]

[Stop defending him, upstairs. A life for a life, that's only fair. Even if he didn't directly commit the crime, the mayor's death is inextricably linked to him; he's an accomplice!]

[Haha, a bunch of sanctimonious people. All I see is an incredibly handsome villain, smashing a building with a single blow, maximizing the aesthetics of violence. He's handsome, that's all that matters. Who cares about a bloated, scheming politician dying?]

Arguments, insults, worship, analysis.

Countless torrents of words rolled past his eyes.

Those voices from another world, whether for or against, are separated by an impenetrable screen, feeling utterly unreal.

Chen Guan's fingertips swiped across the screen, flipping through a few pages, looking at the IDs arguing endlessly about him.

Leading the charge were still the same few familiar faces from the support group. He didn't say anything, but simply raised his hand and closed the forum interface.

The virtual screen disappeared, and the room returned to darkness.

This is why he doesn't frequent forums much. Forums are far more complex than bullet comments, and it's not hard to see that a considerable number of veteran users are involved.

Every time I click on it, it's either a huge argument or a bizarre little story.

Over time, he stopped wanting to watch it as much.

He lay flat on the bed, glancing at his sleeping self and leopard out of the corner of his eye, watching their bodies rise and fall with their breaths.

Chen Guan turned to the side, reached out his hand, and gently touched his ear with his fingertips.

The only real thing at this moment is the warm, even breathing of the person beside me.

……

On the other side, the lights in An Changqing's dormitory were off, only the cold light from the screen illuminated his overly focused face.

Long Ao was already asleep, while he was still working hard in front of the screen. Fortunately, Long Ao was fast asleep and didn't care about the slight light.

He swiped his finger across the screen, and a dark red encrypted file lay quietly in the center.

The title consists of only two characters: Yunlan.

This is a preliminary report he retrieved from the Great Wall's internal database. Although his access level is extremely low, it's enough for him to see things that aren't in the news.

Large patches of black smearing marks, like ugly patches, covered up most of the key information.

But a few keywords still managed to slip through the cracks.

The attack appears to be caused by spatial abilities; the attacker's combat skills are poor; no civilians were injured or killed; the attack seems to have been carried out by unidentified individuals; the method of relocation is unknown...

An Changqing relaxed a little.

Chen Guan's fighting skills were far from clumsy; he had clearly been overthinking things.

Thinking about it this way, he couldn't help but feel guilty that he had actually doubted his friend.

Turning off the screen plunged the room back into darkness.

……

The next day, in the cafeteria.

It was lunchtime, and the place was noisy.

"That guy Hanyue took on a C-rank mission, saying he was going to hunt some kind of snowline wolf, and he disappeared early this morning."

Long Ao mumbled incoherently as he shoveled rice into his mouth.

After thinking about his grades, Long Ao felt he should go out for a walk, otherwise he would fail his practical course.

An Changqing carried the tray over and sat down next to Chen Guan.

"A batch of new practical tasks were announced today. I took a look, and the rewards are quite generous," An Changqing said, bringing up the topic.

His gaze swept over Long Ao and Chen Guan.

"It seems to have been commissioned by the Great Wall. The missions mostly involve exploring and clearing newly recovered lost territories. They are quite dangerous, but the rewards are very tempting."

Long Ao stopped eating, looked up, and his eyes showed some interest.

For a battle maniac like him, nothing improves him more than real combat.

All those other cat and dog catching stuff is so boring.

"I think we might be able to team up," An Changqing said earnestly, looking at the two of them.

Because they are so strong, they have basically started taking on missions separately, otherwise it would be a waste of manpower. The missions for second-year students are too easy for them.

However, when faced with a troublesome task, it is necessary to combine forces.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Long Ao.

Without much hesitation, Long Ao swallowed the last bite of rice before speaking.

"What mission are you looking at?"

This answer is very much in line with Long Ao's style; the nature and challenge of the mission are what he cares about.

An Changqing nodded, then turned his gaze to Chen Guan, who hadn't said much from beginning to end.

"Chen Guan, what do you think?"

Chen Guan only raised his head after hearing his name called.

He looked into An Changqing's eyes, which were filled with sincerity and expectation, thought for a moment, and then gave his answer.

"How much does it cost?"

If you have a gold-devouring leopard at home, you'll have to pay extra for everything you do.