Gaining a tiny bit of weight every day, my weight is a billion tons.

The Tibetan Mastiff stopped three meters away.

Its huge head tilted to one side, and its enormous nose twitched violently in the air.

It makes a gurgling sound, like a bellows.

The ferocity in its dark red pupils, which were originally filled with violence and bloodlust, has completely disappeared.

Instead, it was replaced by an extreme form of flattery.

Su Ming couldn't quite explain this feeling.

It's like he bought a grilled sausage on his way home from get off work in his past life.

When the stray golden retriever on the roadside saw the grilled sausage in his hand...

The clear look in his eyes revealed an intense longing yet an inability to openly steal.

What is this desert mastiff yearning for?

It's definitely not Su Ming's flesh.

Su Ming already had a guess in his mind.

In the perception of the Wilderness Mastiff, a strange beast that feeds on metal energy.

Su Ming is not a person at all.

It is a walking, unparalleled high-grade alloy ore vein with a purity of 100%!

This immense wealth.

They directly burned the brain of this peak second-tier alien beast.

She recognized me as her father even faster than I did!?

Su Ming clicked his tongue inwardly.

I've seen it in my eyes... I'm the "Iron Daddy" it most wants to befriend in its entire life.

Shen Qingci carried the matte silver-gray Cold Blade.

He slowly walked out from behind the cover.

Her gaze remained fixed on the Wilderness Mastiff.

Its movements are extremely light, ready to respond to any possible attack.

But the enormous creature completely ignored her.

Its entire attention was focused on Su Ming, and it even tried to please him.

It tucked its huge tail between its legs and gently swept away the ashes and debris on the ground.

"Su Ming, what... exactly did you do?"

Shen Qingci's voice was very low, filled with an incredible tension.

"I didn't do anything. Maybe I have a friendly appearance and am well-liked by everyone."

Su Ming reached out and touched his chin, making up nonsense without blushing at all.

Shen Qingci rolled her eyes at him, not believing his explanation at all.

Her gaze swept over the Wilderness Mastiff, taking it up and down.

They quickly discovered that something was wrong.

"It has an injury on its hind leg."

Shen Qingci stared at the thick hind leg on the right side of the Wilderness Mastiff.

Large patches of the dark gold mane fell off, revealing a laceration half a meter long and deep enough to expose the bone.

The edges of the wound had an eerie grayish-white color, and there was no bleeding.

Instead, wisps of black mist were seeping out.

"It's an old wound. The edges have already become keratinized and necrotic, judging from the marks, it was probably injured two or three days ago."

Shen Qingci quickly made a judgment based on his rich practical experience.

She then turned her gaze to the pile of mangled mech wreckage in the trench.

His brows furrowed even more.

"There's another unusual thing: although the Crimson Gold Wasteland Mastiff occasionally eats minerals to maintain its daily needs..."

But what it just gnawed on was a high-density manganese-chromium alloy used by the Federation's third-generation heavy mechs.

The fact that it can accurately pick this thing out from a pile of scrap metal shows that it is healing.

The wound has residual energy from a high-level alien beast, hindering its self-healing.

It can only combat corrosion by consuming military-grade alloys to extract high-purity metal energy.

Upon hearing this, Su Ming's gaze toward the Wilderness Mastiff burned even brighter.

This is not a dog.

This is clearly a living, breathing, knowledgeable metal connoisseur!

It can precisely pick out high-energy manganese-chromium alloys from a huge pile of scrap metal in the abyss.

A natural, top-quality mineral prospecting instrument!

What's troubling him now? He's worried that blindly searching for high-density metals is too time-consuming.

If only this dog could lead the way to delicious food.

Wouldn't his accumulation speed of mass points just take off from the spot?

I'm going to have this darling dog today!

Just as Su Ming was figuring out how to get this mobile mountain of flesh back to Jiangcheng.

The surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

A sharp, eerie wind swept in from the depths of the gray fog.

The wind carried a strong, pungent stench of decay.

Shen Qingci's expression changed slightly, and she immediately took a step back, standing back to back with Su Ming.

Almost simultaneously, the gray fog ahead began to surge.

Five or six low, grayish-brown shadows.

They moved silently, flanking from three different directions.

Once they emerge from the gray fog and are exposed to the dim light.

Su Mingcai finally saw the true colors of these uninvited guests.

Six hunting dogs, each the size of a calf.

It has very little body hair.

It consists of only a layer of rough, grayish-brown bone armor.

Its narrow snout split open, revealing interlocking yellow fangs.

A large amount of thick saliva dripped down between his teeth.

The iron slag that fell to the ground hissed and corroded.

Second-tier alien beast, Ironbone Hyena.

This creature is extremely notorious on the outskirts of the Source Abyss.

Their individual combat capabilities may not be as good as the Poison Blade Demon Lizard, let alone the Crimson Gold Wasteland Mastiff.

But they never work alone.

Even against a source beast at the early stage of the third tier.

Even a pack of iron-boned hyenas can rely on shameless anal harassment and terrifying bite force.

They wore down their prey to death.

"I see."

Shen Qingci gripped the knife handle tightly, coldly watching the group of beasts.

"They followed the scent of blood and set their sights on this badly wounded Wilderness Mastiff."

Preying on injured members of its own kind is a common occurrence in the Abyss.

However, when the pack of Iron-boned Hyenas completely closed in on the encirclement...

Their attention, however, has shifted.

The hyenas had originally come for the dying desert mastiff.

But now, their scarlet eyes rolled around.

They all stared intently at Su Ming and Shen Qingci in the center of the arena.

Compared to that wild mastiff with its hard shell, whose teeth could easily break if it bit you.

These two humans have smooth, shiny skin.

It is clearly the perfect pre-dinner dessert.

Thin skin, juicy, and crunchy!

The lead hyena let out a short, sharp screech.

The six iron-boned hyenas slowly lowered their bodies.

A faint green light shone from the gaps in the bone armor.

They included the three people and the dog in their kill zone.

"They treated us like snacks."

Shen Qingci showed no fear, her eyes burning with fighting spirit.

"Su Ming, get ready..."

Before the words were even finished, a shocking scene unfolded.

The barbarian mastiff standing in front of the two suddenly moved.

But it did not escape.

It didn't even attack the hyena pack immediately.

It suddenly turned its massive body and took a single step to the side.

With that mountain of flesh.

They stood firmly in front of Su Ming.

Its barbed tail hung low to protect its hindquarters, while its massive head was held high.

It stared at the approaching pack of hyenas.

A thunderous roar erupted from deep within his throat.

The violent airflow directly blew up the ashes on the ground.

Its dark golden mane stood on end.

The terrifying pressure of a peak second-tier beast was released without reservation.

Its injured hind leg was trembling, and the wound was reopening.

Black blood flowed down his thigh.

It pooled on the ground, forming a shocking puddle of blood.

Even so, it refused to back down an inch.

He bravely withstood the oppressive presence of the hyena pack, protecting Su Ming behind him.

In the abyss, where the law of the jungle prevails, such behavior is tantamount to courting death.

Su Ming looked at the broad, slightly trembling back of the dog blocking his way.

Looking at that hind leg that kept tearing and bleeding.

He then remembered the big yellow dog from his family in his previous life.

The last winter before Dahuang fell ill.

A rabid dog broke into the yard.

By then, Dahuang was already skin and bones.

She still stood in front of him, despite her illness.

He was just seven years old that year.

Big Yellow bared its teeth and bit the mad dog's throat, refusing to let go.

It seems like this is the same posture...

"Why……"

Su Ming rubbed his chin.

Suppress that untimely bitterness.

"Brother, you're really loyal! You haven't even paid your protection money, but you've already volunteered to stand guard."

He brushed the dust off his trench coat and took a step forward.

This dog is becoming more and more to his liking.

If it doesn't die today.

He's definitely going to take this underling in!

The hyena pack was clearly intimidated by the resolute determination displayed by the Wilderness Mastiff.

The hyena leader hesitated for two seconds before immediately changing tactics.

He growled twice, signaling his companions to disperse and weave in.

Since we can't crack this tough nut head-on.

They then decided to split into two groups.

The two ends are responsible for diverting the attention of the mastiff king.

The remaining four simply bypassed the defenses.

Tear those two weak humans apart first!

Six gray-brown figures simultaneously lowered their center of gravity.

Six eerie arcs were drawn out in the thick fog.

The encirclement is tightening.

The Wilderness Mastiff is bleeding.

Shen Qingci is drawing his sword.

But Su Ming was laughing.

A great war is about to break out!

……