If you were made a mascot, you would become a legend in the police force.

Looking at the big white dog in front of her, which was frantically licking her palm, Li Tuantuan felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment.

What is personal charisma?

That's what you call personal charisma!

Even SSS-level divine beasts have to bow down to my dog ​​food... oh no, bow down to my majesty.

After finishing a handful of dog food, the white mastiff raised its head with a lingering desire. The aloofness it had shown before was gone from its icy blue eyes; instead, they were filled with longing, as if saying, "Give me some more, hurry up!"

It had never eaten anything so delicious in its entire life.

In the past, on the ice fields, people ate raw food to survive; they ate raw meat and drank blood.

But now, this is enjoyment! This is art!

Li Tuantuan generously poured the remaining half bag of dog food onto the ground.

"Eat up, eat up. You're so skinny, like a skeleton. From now on, follow me, and I'll fatten you up."

The white mastiff didn't hold back, burying itself in its food and eating so much that its tail was practically wagging a blur.

While it was eating, Li Tuantuan stretched out its wicked paw and gave its wonderfully soft head a couple of hard strokes.

This fur is so smooth!

This feels so solid!

It's so much more satisfying than petting a cat!

"Since you've eaten my food, you're my dog."

Li Tuantuan muttered to herself, starting to think about what to name her newly recruited underling.

What should we call him?

"Newbie? Too tacky."

Xiaotian? Too much of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur).

This thing is pure white, so big, and it looks really chewy...

Li Tuantuan had a flash of inspiration and slapped her thigh.

"I'll call you 'Steamed Bun'!"

It not only matches its chubby and white appearance, but also echoes its name "Tuantuan" (meaning "round and round"), making it sound like a family!

"Woof?"

The white mastiff was enjoying its meal when it suddenly felt the panda making some strange syllables at it.

Although it couldn't understand human language, it vaguely sensed the meaning of the name through a mental connection.

A white, soft dough for eating?

The white mastiff suddenly raised its head, dog food crumbs still hanging from its mouth, its eyes filled with protest.

I am the King of the Ice Plains! A divine beast that controls the extreme cold storms!

How could you name me "Steamed Bun"?!

If this gets out, how will I ever be able to survive in the mutant beast community again?

It let out a low whimper in its throat, trying to defend its right to name it.

Li Tuantuan wouldn't care about its protests.

He slapped the white mastiff on the forehead with his other hand, but not hard—just the kind of slap an older brother gives his younger brother.

"Protest denied!"

Li Tuantuan stared wide-eyed, pointed to the empty bag on the ground, and then pointed to herself.

The meaning is clear: Once you've eaten my food, I get to decide what it's called! If you don't call it "Mantou" (steamed bun), you won't get to eat this delicious food anymore!

The white mastiff was stunned.

It glanced at the empty packaging bag on the ground, savoring the wonderful taste from just now, and then looked at Li Tuantuan's "I'm a rogue, who am I afraid of?" expression.

It engaged in a fierce internal struggle for three seconds between dignity and a long-term meal ticket.

Ultimately, reality triumphed over ideals.

It's just a name, isn't it?

Call it steamed bun if you want! As long as you get a meal, you can call it cornbread too!

The white mastiff lowered its head with a pitiful expression, seemingly acquiescing to the name that was full of rustic charm.

Li Tuantuan nodded in satisfaction.

That's right, those who understand the times are the wise ones.

Then, as if by magic, he pulled a pink collar from the backpack behind him.

He bought this on Pinduoduo, intending it for Coal Ball, but the crow absolutely refused to wear it, saying it was too effeminate.

Now is the perfect time to make use of waste.

Li Tuantuan held the collar and waved it in front of the white mastiff.

The white mastiff froze when it saw the pink collar with lace trim.

It's a dignified SSS-level divine beast, wearing this thing?

This is an insult! This is a blatant insult!

Just as it was about to bare its teeth in resistance, Li Tuantuan immediately darkened her face and raised her fist.

The fist still carried the terrifying aura of the ancient tree it had just shattered.

The white mastiff immediately cowered.

It remembered the lynx that had just been slapped into ice crystals.

Fine, pink it is then.

Only a real man deserves pink!

It closed its eyes, with a resigned expression, and let Li Tuantuan fasten the pink collar around its neck.

"Click".

A crisp click.

The Qinling Police Station's strongest external support—police dog "Mantou"—has officially returned to its post!

Looking at the white mastiff wearing a pink collar, majestic yet with a strangely cute contrast, Li Tuantuan couldn't help but roll on the ground, laughing so hard that the flesh on her stomach was shaking.

quite funny!

This look is definitely going to trend on social media!

Lin Wan, who was some distance away, happened to walk over at that moment.

She stared at the large white dog that had been menacing just moments before, but now wore a pink collar and looked utterly dejected, and fell silent.

She felt that her aesthetic sense had been severely impacted.

"round and round……"

Lin Wan spoke weakly, "What...are you doing with performance art?"

Li Tuantuan got up from the ground, patted the dirt off her bottom, and pointed proudly at the steamed bun.

Then he pointed to Lin Wan's police uniform.

The meaning is clear: Give it a permanent position!

Lin Wan's lips twitched twice.

prepared by?

This dog looks fiercer than a tiger. Are you sure bringing it back to the police station won't give Director Chen a heart attack?

and……

Whose police dog wears a pink lace collar?!

"Let's talk about this when we get back."

Lin Wan sighed, feeling utterly exhausted.

Since she adopted this panda, her life has never been normal again.

Now that we have another dog of mythical beast caliber, life is probably going to be even more lively from now on.

However, seeing the bear and dog getting along harmoniously, Lin Wan felt a strange sense of peace.

Even though the art style is a bit off, as long as everyone is here, that's fine.

"Alright, stop showing off."

Lin Wan walked over, wanting to pet the white mastiff's head, but was glared at by it and turned away.

White Mastiff: Don't touch me! I only respect that panda, who do you think you are, you two-legged creature?

Lin Wan's hand froze in mid-air, and she awkwardly withdrew it.

Well, this guy still has a temper.

Seeing this, Li Tuantuan slapped Mantou on the forehead again.

"That's our pet owner! Our bread and butter! Be polite!"

The steamed bun jumped when it was patted, and immediately put on a fawning expression, nuzzling its head against Lin Wan's hand.

Lin Wan was flattered and touched the smooth fur, almost crying with emotion.

My own Tuantuan is the best!

Although he's a bit of a jerk most of the time, he's really protective of his own when it matters!

"Let's go home."

Lin Wan stood up, looked at the ruins all over the ground, and her eyes became firm.

Although the battle was thrilling, they won.

Moreover, they gained a powerful new partner.

Li Tuantuan nodded, climbed onto Mantou's back, like a prince riding a white horse... oh no, a fat man riding a white dog.

"drive!"

He shouted in his heart.

Although Mantou was very unwilling to be ridden, under Li Tuantuan's tyranny, he still obediently stood up and carried the 300-pound panda steadily towards the outside of the valley.

As the sun set, the shadows of a man, a bear, and a dog grew long.

This scene is actually quite heartwarming.