Oh no! I've been kept as a pet by a stray killer whale!

Chapter 31 The Streetwalker Orca: A "Disaster" for Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder Patients

The otter paused for a moment while chewing on the jerky.

It looked up at Jiang Che, then at the unfinished delicious food in its hand.

"Follow me?"

It tilted its head, seemingly assessing the cost-effectiveness of the deal.

"Although you seem a bit messy, your taste is alright. And this dried fish is definitely tastier than the crabs I caught—"

"Most importantly—"

The otter's gaze swept over Jiang Che's trouser leg, which still had some mud spots, and its obsessive-compulsive tendencies erupted once more: "I cannot tolerate such a slovenly creature wandering around my territory! This must be corrected! This must be rectified!"

"Fine! To maintain order in the universe, I'll reluctantly accept you as my follower!"

Hearing this proud and smug sentiment, Jiang Che chuckled.

Become!

"Now that we're in this together, we need a name."

Jiang Che thought for a moment, and seeing its determined effort to "forcibly straighten" everything, a brilliant idea struck him: "How about I call you 'Qiangzi'? The 'Qiang' in 'obsessive-compulsive disorder' also means 'self-improvement'."

Although the otter didn't understand what "Qiangzi" meant, it sounded good, so it didn't argue. It just patted the mud off Jiang Che's trousers with a look of disgust.

Half an hour later.

When Jiang Che, accompanied by his newly appointed "housekeeper," carrying bottles filled with fresh water, walked out of the jungle and back to the seaside camp.

A "disaster" has befallen a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

In Jiang Che's view, his campsite, though not luxurious, was well-organized: the wooden cabins were sturdy, the remaining firewood was placed next to the campfire, and coconut shells were scattered in the corners.

But in Qiangzi's eyes...

This place is hell.

"squeak--!!!"

The moment Qiangzi stepped onto the beach, it let out a piercing scream. Its once plump body instantly stiffened, and it covered its eyes tightly with its two paws, as if it had seen some indescribable and terrifying scene.

"Chaos! It's a complete mess!"

"Is that a pile of firewood? It's clearly a heap of garbage! All different lengths and thicknesses! And it's all piled up haphazardly!"

"And those coconut shells! Why are some open upwards and some downwards? Why are the gaps between them different?!"

"And this beach! There's a hole here! There's a footprint there! Ahhhhh! I'm suffocating!"

next second.

Qiangzi broke free from Jiang Che and rushed into the camp like a brown lightning bolt.

It didn't rest or drink water first.

Instead, it went straight into berserk mode.

Jiang Che and the 100,000 viewers in the live stream stared in disbelief as the otter began a breathtaking "cleaning" session.

First, there's the pile of firewood.

Qiangzi rushed over and knocked down all the branches that Jiang Che had painstakingly collected. Then, like a strict warehouse manager, he began to sort them.

The thickest piece of wood is placed at the bottom.

Medium-sized items should be placed on the second layer.

The thinnest tinder stick was placed on the top layer.

Moreover, every branch had to be facing the same direction, and the cuts had to be aligned. If a branch was even slightly bent, Qiangzi would get so angry that he would drag it out, straighten it with his teeth, and then put it back.

Next are the tools.

Jiang Che's Swiss Army knife, the polished wooden stick, and several spare empty bottles were originally just casually placed on a rock.

Qiangzi ran over and lined them up according to their height.

The wooden stick is on the left, the bottle is in the middle, the saber is on the right, and even the logo on the saber must be facing upwards and parallel to the horizon.

Finally, there was that pile of coconut shells.

This is practically Qiangzi's art creation scene.

It moved more than a dozen coconut shells together and, taking advantage of their size differences, painstakingly stacked them into a perfect pyramid shape.

After finishing, it stepped back a few paces, squinted, and adjusted the angle until the top of the pyramid was facing the sun, then nodded in satisfaction.

"call----"

"That feels good. The world is finally quiet."

After doing all this, Qiangzi collapsed on the ground, exhausted. He wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead with his paw, his face showing an expression that said, "This family can't do without me."

The chat room was filled with laughter.

[Hahaha! Help! This isn't a pet, it's clearly a mother!]

Looking at that neatly arranged pile of firewood, my obsessive-compulsive disorder was instantly cured!

[Is this otter a Virgo? Definitely a Virgo!]

[Anchor: I thought I'd found a helper. Otter: I thought I'd stumbled into a junkyard.]

[Life will be much easier for livestreamers from now on; they'll be waited on hand and foot, and even their shoelaces will be tied for them.]

With this level of skill, a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan for dried fish wouldn't be unreasonable, right?

Jiang Che looked at the newly renovated camp and couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Although this extreme cleanliness put him under some pressure, he had to admit that it looked much better to the eye.

"Qiangzi, well done!"

Jiang Che walked over, wanting to pat its head as encouragement.

Qiangzi dodged away in disgust, pointed at Jiang Che's hand, and then at the seawater beside them.

"Wash your hands! Wash your hands before touching anything! It's full of germs!"

However, the harmony in the camp did not last long.

Because the "original inhabitants" of this house finally noticed something was wrong.

On the sea, Big Fatty and his family were lying in the shallow water watching.

In fact, they saw Jiang Che the moment he stepped out of the woods.

At first, Fatty was quite happy, thinking that his pet had finally returned alive and hadn't been eaten by the tree demon.

But then it saw the furry, grayish "mouse" following at Jiang Che's feet.

Then, it watched helplessly as the "mouse" swaggered into the camp, ransacked Jiang Che's belongings, and even swaggered to sit on the palm leaf where Jiang Che had just been sleeping!

A surge of "jealousy" acid instantly churned in the fat man's stomach.

"puff--!!"

Big Fatty couldn't hold back any longer.

It suddenly spat out a mouthful of water, its gruff voice filled with gunpowder: "Hey!! What the hell is that thing?!"

"Where did this hairy mouse come from? How did it get into the house?!"

"That's my pet! That's my den! What right do you, you wild thing, have to touch his things?"

Big Fatty was genuinely jealous.

In its eyes, Jiang Che was its private property. Normally, they were reluctant to come ashore, but this ugly thing that appeared out of nowhere not only came ashore but also acted like it was in charge!

"Get out here! That's a place for people to live, not a rat hole!"

The whining creature next to him chimed in, "Exactly! It looks like a brush, it's so prickly! Pet, you should throw it away!"

Hearing the noise behind him, Qiangzi, who was resting, frowned.

It turned around, put its two little paws behind its back, and walked to the shore with a pigeon-toed gait.

It looked at the several enormous creatures in the sea, its eyes showing no fear, only—deep disgust.

"It's so noisy."

Qiangzi's inner thoughts, though sharp, carried an imposing aura: "You bunch of fat guys from the water, don't you know what rules are?"

"Look at the water you've sprayed! You've soaked the beach! The sand over there has turned a darker color! It's a different color from the dry sand next to it! It's asymmetrical!"

"Do you know how much effort I put into smoothing out the sand?"