Two B-rank powerhouses successively left Su Mo’s side. He glanced at the rabid dogs running wild everywhere on the street, then plunged into the hospital.
He knew Chiba Keiko’s ward and found them in less than a minute.
The scene in the ward was a mess, with blood splattered everywhere. He first used shadow fire to burn the corpse of the pit bull sausage, then rapidly used spiritual energy to heal Chiba Sankai’s wounds.
Although this wasn’t very effective, it could at least keep him alive; otherwise, he would either die from the pain or bleed out.
Seeing him tending to her father’s injuries, Kotaro only softly called out “Zhenxiang Jie” and didn’t disturb them much. Li simply stood by silently without a word.
Little Kotaro’s face was pale, probably from fright, and only regained a bit of color after seeing Su Mo.
After Su Mo stopped Chiba Sankai’s bleeding, he moved them to a more secluded, empty ward, locked the door from the inside, and didn’t forget to instruct Li: “Auntie, I’m leaving this to you. Remember, no matter who knocks, don’t open the door unless it’s me!”
Li nodded dumbly: “What if someone else also needs to…”
Su Mo glanced at Kotaro, then pulled his aunt aside and whispered in her ear: “It’s just a few dogs, not that dangerous. At times like this, we should be most wary of people. Some always take advantage of the chaos to commit crimes. So remember, absolutely don’t let anyone in. Just wait quietly for me to come.”
His tone wasn’t like a niece talking to her aunt, but more like an elder to a junior. Yet Li somehow found it perfectly appropriate.
After instructing his aunt, he patted Kotaro’s head: “Little handsome guy, you’re the only uninjured man here now. You need to protect mom, dad, and Keiko. Can you do that?”
Hearing such high expectations placed on him, Kotaro immediately stood up straight and yelled, “Yes!”
Su Mo praised him: “Looking sharp!”
“Sharp” – just one word, but it could drive a man crazy, even if that man was just a ten-year-old little boy.
…
The bustling West District of Tokyo had never been this chaotic. Not many people died from the dogs; instead, quite a few died from stampedes or were injured in robberies.
Outside the hospital, a big man, trying to save himself, threw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old female middle school student behind him to distract the dog pack, then escaped in the chaos.
The female student’s twin brother rushed back like crazy, but he couldn’t reach her in time.
Just moments ago, he had saved a little girl of seven or eight, but now his own sister had been thrown into the most dangerous place by someone else. He was on the verge of collapse.
Suddenly, a figure descended from the sky, landing beside the female student. A flash of a blade, and the dog pack’s numbers effectively doubled – half bodies, half heads.
The boy was stunned for a moment, then rushed over like crazy, hugging his sister and crying bitterly.
After the figure left, as if remembering something, the boy kowtowed three times heavily in the direction they had departed.
Similar incidents weren’t rare, unfolding one after another across Tokyo.
Human nature crumbled in the face of disaster. Strangely, it was often the half-grown youths, fearless like newborn calves, who join forces with pure passion to kill several mutated mad dogs.
Su Mo moved through the alleys, encountering many stray rabid dogs. They were stronger fighters, but before Su Mo, they often met their end with a single stroke.
As he hunted the mad dogs, he pondered Ya Xian’s words.
What does ‘a gift for me’ mean?
Were they trying to use this to let him gain merit, and thus climb higher in the Warrior Sect?
Too terrifying…
Su Mo considered himself ruthless, but he couldn’t bring himself to kill countless innocent lives just for his own glory.
This crossed his moral boundaries.
Suddenly, he thought of something, took out the insect source found on the Rat King, and murmured to himself: “So all of this was a plan orchestrated by the Hundred Immortals Sect…”
Letting him discover the insect source, then him figuring out a way to quickly solve the mad dog problem – that way, he would be the primary hero who resolved the disaster.
It felt like a stone was pressing on Su Mo’s chest, making it hard to breathe.
However, regardless of the reason – whether to save people or to gain merit – he had to do this. Otherwise, even more innocent people would die.
To do this, he first had to find the Dog King.
But how?
The so-called Dog King was the dog implanted with the insect source.
Suddenly, an idea struck him…
…
In a rundown, abandoned underground parking lot, a corgi, standing as high as a man’s shoulder at the withers, stared coldly at the dog pack beside it, as if questioning them.
Suddenly, its nose twitched, and a greedy light flashed in its eyes: “Woof woof woof… (You few, follow me. The rest of you, stay guard.)”
Due to its short legs and long body, the corgi bounced along as it ran, looking like a silly deer, but it moved extremely fast.
Just now, it had smelled the insect source – something that could spawn another Dog King. If it could obtain it, its power would surely increase greatly.
In fact, it could order its subordinate mad dogs to fetch the insect source for it. But then, a dog might choose to secretly swallow it. If that happened, its position as the sole Dog King would be threatened, maybe even lost.
The giant corgi led a group of mad dog guards towards the source. Along the way, whenever they encountered human superhumans, they actively avoided them, taking hidden paths. Occasionally, when unavoidable, they would attack and injure people.
Mad dogs were generally F-rank, with a few reaching E-rank. Only the Dog King itself had reached the terrifying C-rank.
They finally found the insect source in a relatively hidden warehouse. Unfortunately, it was held by a human who didn’t seem very strong.
That seemingly weak human’s eyes lit up the moment she saw them. She looked… excited?
The corgi was confused: Why isn’t she afraid of me?
The mad dog pack immediately pounced on the seemingly weak human, but the corgi hung back, watching from a distance, ready to flee at any moment.
The fight reached a stalemate, with the dog pack gradually gaining the upper hand. Seeing that the human seemed to be struggling, the corgi finally relaxed, yelped, and pounced.
But just as it was about to reach her, that seemingly weak human actually reached out towards it.
The corgi was puzzled: Is she trying to shake hands and make peace?
It sneered inwardly, thinking, ‘I, the king, won’t fall for that.’ It immediately tried to dodge, but unexpectedly, the human’s hand suddenly moved incredibly fast, touching its crown in an instant.
The corgi: ???
The human spoke: “Silly dog, didn’t expect this, did you? Coming right to me. I was actually feeling a bit awkward about it, but your enthusiasm was just too much for me to refuse.”
Crack! Five holes were punched into the corgi’s head. The intense pain nearly made it pass out.
Smack! A slap landed on its dog face.
“Hurry up, call all your subordinates here, or I’ll kill you!”
The corgi shrank its head and, whimpering, obeyed.
In an instant, all the mad dogs across the city surged towards one place…