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Chapter 454 Corpse Dog: The Guardian
Chapter 454 Corpse Dog: The Guardian
The corpse dog started to run.
It ran fast, faster than it had ever been before.
Perhaps after removing the encumbrance of flesh and blood, it became light; perhaps it became powerful after being strengthened.
Or maybe it was because, after its perception was strengthened, it smelled a little familiar smell that frightened it.
Not the fear of being serially killed.
It is not the fear of being beaten and scolded and driven away.
It was... the fear of losing something forever.
It ran and ran along that smell, and finally stopped in one place.
It was a dark gray stone road with symmetrical patterns on the stone slabs, clean and atmospheric, and it looked like it had been washed not long ago.
The corpse dog stretched out its paws to dig, and easily lifted up the stone slab that was bigger than its body.
In the crevices of the sunken pattern, in the soil under the stone slab, it saw some dark red stains.
It was cleaned, but not cleaned...
blood stains.
The corpse dog was stunned, as if it couldn't believe it, it turned around a few times, then suddenly jumped to the nearby bushes, frantically pulling those carefully pruned bushes.
It found what it was looking for.
It was a blood-stained scarecrow doll, exquisitely crafted.The doll is covered with fine animal tooth marks.
It got stuck on a branch at the bottom of a pituitary tree. It should have fallen out when the body transporter fell from the building. The place where it fell was somewhat hidden, so it was not found and cleaned up.
This scarecrow doll was the favorite toy of the dog named "Smelly" when he was alive.
It dragged it into the nest to hold it, it carried it under the bed and hid it, it took it with it wherever it went, and never let it go for a moment.
It seems like it really likes it.
——Everyone thinks so, even its owner thinks so.
But only Smelly knows, no.
The scarecrow doll was a gift from the corpse carrier when he was a dentist.
He comes across a wandering old woman at the door of his clinic.
The old woman had almost all her teeth gone, and her four remaining teeth were decayed, but she begged him not to pull out the last four, because she still had to feed on them.
She has no money yet to pay for expensive fillings.
But the corpse carrier agreed.
He used the experience and technology he had accumulated for half a lifetime to remove the decayed part of the old woman, fill the cavity, and then use his salary to fill the medical expenses on the clinic's account.
After the operation was successful, he received a gift from the woman - a small doll woven from straw.
The old lady has been weaving straw all her life, there are scarecrows used to scare the birds in the rice fields, and there are straw toys in the hands of children, each of which is vivid.
But today the village where she has lived all her life was expropriated, and she was forced to leave her hometown and was assigned to work as a "straw weaver artist" in a big city where she had never been.
But the dolls she made were not so trendy, and the children in the city didn't like them, so they couldn't sell them, so her life could only go down and down day by day, and in the end she couldn't even pay for the dentistry.
The corpse carrier took it.
...Although this was the last dental filling operation he had in his life, and even though he declared his unemployment the day after the incident, when he told the story to Smelly, he kept smiling.
He said that the scarecrow was his most important thing, a proof that he had lived half his life as a human being.
Smelly doesn't understand, but it remembers.
So when the corpse carrier was tossing and turning in the cold corpse, he became depressed day by day, and became silent day by day, and finally one day, when he was tidying up his things, he threw the once cherished scarecrow doll into the trash can.
Smelly, who had always been timid and docile, suddenly yelled at him, rushed into the trash can, and picked up the doll.
The corpse transporter threw it again.
It picks up again.
In the end, Stinky even lost his temper with him, pressed the scarecrow doll under his stomach, and stared at him wrongedly, as if asking him why he threw away the most important thing.
People's hearts can change.
But dogs don't.
The corpse transporter was silent for a long time, and said to Smelly: "Okay, since you like it, then stay."
So the scarecrow doll became Stinky's favorite toy, and he took it with him everywhere.
It has been guarding the most important thing of the master, even if the master does not want it, it has been stubbornly guarding it.
But Smelly finally died.
The corpse carrier finally lost what was most important to him.
The dead dog looked at the dried blood under the slate, and at the scarecrow dolls that were discarded in the bushes like garbage.
There are many pictures of past events flashing by.
It obviously doesn't remember anything, but at that moment it still wants to cry sadly.
Because at that moment it suddenly understood—
The people it wants to protect, the things it wants to protect...
... are no longer there.
……
"White deer."
"I'm here."
"Now, let the story begin again."
"Okay, I just destroyed the control system of the elevator in the dormitory building, making it stop between the 38th and 39th floors."
"Yeah." Yan Luge looked at the dead dog crying silently on the screen.
In its properties panel, there was an extra line of words at some point.
He didn't add it, but came out by himself.
This dog corpse, which is clearly not even a spirit and should only exist as a tool, has not only given birth to a ray of consciousness of its own.
[Behavioral goal: together with the master...]
……
It wants to [with the master...].
After being born from the corpse, the corpse dog has its own goals for the first time.
Unlike the previous aimless wandering, it was the first time that it wanted to do something seriously.
The corpse dog raised its head, followed the smell in the air, and sniffed.
The smell of earth, blood, corpses.
...and what it was looking for, the smell of its owner.
It looks towards the open terrace between the 38th and 39th floors that protrudes outwards.
The dead dog smelled it, and there was the residual smell of the owner.
It was as if he had lingered in that place before jumping off.
The corpse dog kept its head up and slightly lowered its forelegs.
Although that rooftop is high...but it wants to go up.
When such a thought appeared, its body jumped up and rushed up like a cannonball.
It seemed to have a tendency to fall halfway, but it was only close to the wall, and with four claws kicking on the vertical wall, it flew upwards easily.
After borrowing strength twice, the corpse dog stood on the roof.
This is the highest floor that D-type personnel can reach, and it is also the dividing line between D-type personnel and C-type personnel.Further up, there are single suites for C-type personnel.
The corpse dog was close to the ground, searching for the scent of its owner with its fleshless nose.
It sniffed it on the railing at the edge of the terrace, where the owner had last been.
(End of this chapter)
The corpse dog started to run.
It ran fast, faster than it had ever been before.
Perhaps after removing the encumbrance of flesh and blood, it became light; perhaps it became powerful after being strengthened.
Or maybe it was because, after its perception was strengthened, it smelled a little familiar smell that frightened it.
Not the fear of being serially killed.
It is not the fear of being beaten and scolded and driven away.
It was... the fear of losing something forever.
It ran and ran along that smell, and finally stopped in one place.
It was a dark gray stone road with symmetrical patterns on the stone slabs, clean and atmospheric, and it looked like it had been washed not long ago.
The corpse dog stretched out its paws to dig, and easily lifted up the stone slab that was bigger than its body.
In the crevices of the sunken pattern, in the soil under the stone slab, it saw some dark red stains.
It was cleaned, but not cleaned...
blood stains.
The corpse dog was stunned, as if it couldn't believe it, it turned around a few times, then suddenly jumped to the nearby bushes, frantically pulling those carefully pruned bushes.
It found what it was looking for.
It was a blood-stained scarecrow doll, exquisitely crafted.The doll is covered with fine animal tooth marks.
It got stuck on a branch at the bottom of a pituitary tree. It should have fallen out when the body transporter fell from the building. The place where it fell was somewhat hidden, so it was not found and cleaned up.
This scarecrow doll was the favorite toy of the dog named "Smelly" when he was alive.
It dragged it into the nest to hold it, it carried it under the bed and hid it, it took it with it wherever it went, and never let it go for a moment.
It seems like it really likes it.
——Everyone thinks so, even its owner thinks so.
But only Smelly knows, no.
The scarecrow doll was a gift from the corpse carrier when he was a dentist.
He comes across a wandering old woman at the door of his clinic.
The old woman had almost all her teeth gone, and her four remaining teeth were decayed, but she begged him not to pull out the last four, because she still had to feed on them.
She has no money yet to pay for expensive fillings.
But the corpse carrier agreed.
He used the experience and technology he had accumulated for half a lifetime to remove the decayed part of the old woman, fill the cavity, and then use his salary to fill the medical expenses on the clinic's account.
After the operation was successful, he received a gift from the woman - a small doll woven from straw.
The old lady has been weaving straw all her life, there are scarecrows used to scare the birds in the rice fields, and there are straw toys in the hands of children, each of which is vivid.
But today the village where she has lived all her life was expropriated, and she was forced to leave her hometown and was assigned to work as a "straw weaver artist" in a big city where she had never been.
But the dolls she made were not so trendy, and the children in the city didn't like them, so they couldn't sell them, so her life could only go down and down day by day, and in the end she couldn't even pay for the dentistry.
The corpse carrier took it.
...Although this was the last dental filling operation he had in his life, and even though he declared his unemployment the day after the incident, when he told the story to Smelly, he kept smiling.
He said that the scarecrow was his most important thing, a proof that he had lived half his life as a human being.
Smelly doesn't understand, but it remembers.
So when the corpse carrier was tossing and turning in the cold corpse, he became depressed day by day, and became silent day by day, and finally one day, when he was tidying up his things, he threw the once cherished scarecrow doll into the trash can.
Smelly, who had always been timid and docile, suddenly yelled at him, rushed into the trash can, and picked up the doll.
The corpse transporter threw it again.
It picks up again.
In the end, Stinky even lost his temper with him, pressed the scarecrow doll under his stomach, and stared at him wrongedly, as if asking him why he threw away the most important thing.
People's hearts can change.
But dogs don't.
The corpse transporter was silent for a long time, and said to Smelly: "Okay, since you like it, then stay."
So the scarecrow doll became Stinky's favorite toy, and he took it with him everywhere.
It has been guarding the most important thing of the master, even if the master does not want it, it has been stubbornly guarding it.
But Smelly finally died.
The corpse carrier finally lost what was most important to him.
The dead dog looked at the dried blood under the slate, and at the scarecrow dolls that were discarded in the bushes like garbage.
There are many pictures of past events flashing by.
It obviously doesn't remember anything, but at that moment it still wants to cry sadly.
Because at that moment it suddenly understood—
The people it wants to protect, the things it wants to protect...
... are no longer there.
……
"White deer."
"I'm here."
"Now, let the story begin again."
"Okay, I just destroyed the control system of the elevator in the dormitory building, making it stop between the 38th and 39th floors."
"Yeah." Yan Luge looked at the dead dog crying silently on the screen.
In its properties panel, there was an extra line of words at some point.
He didn't add it, but came out by himself.
This dog corpse, which is clearly not even a spirit and should only exist as a tool, has not only given birth to a ray of consciousness of its own.
[Behavioral goal: together with the master...]
……
It wants to [with the master...].
After being born from the corpse, the corpse dog has its own goals for the first time.
Unlike the previous aimless wandering, it was the first time that it wanted to do something seriously.
The corpse dog raised its head, followed the smell in the air, and sniffed.
The smell of earth, blood, corpses.
...and what it was looking for, the smell of its owner.
It looks towards the open terrace between the 38th and 39th floors that protrudes outwards.
The dead dog smelled it, and there was the residual smell of the owner.
It was as if he had lingered in that place before jumping off.
The corpse dog kept its head up and slightly lowered its forelegs.
Although that rooftop is high...but it wants to go up.
When such a thought appeared, its body jumped up and rushed up like a cannonball.
It seemed to have a tendency to fall halfway, but it was only close to the wall, and with four claws kicking on the vertical wall, it flew upwards easily.
After borrowing strength twice, the corpse dog stood on the roof.
This is the highest floor that D-type personnel can reach, and it is also the dividing line between D-type personnel and C-type personnel.Further up, there are single suites for C-type personnel.
The corpse dog was close to the ground, searching for the scent of its owner with its fleshless nose.
It sniffed it on the railing at the edge of the terrace, where the owner had last been.
(End of this chapter)
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