King of Eight Dogs

"Big Gray, use Wolf Fang Assault on them!"

Ian remained calm and composed, commanding his big gray dog like a trainer!

At his command, Big Gray readily bared his teeth and snarled viciously at his companions before charging at them!

Among the pack of wild dogs, Big Gray wasn't as formidable as the dog king, but he was the second-fiercest dog.

The other wild dogs scattered in fear when they saw him charge, but the dog king alone stood his ground, his gaze serious!

He charged forward without fear. Today... he had to clean house!

But...

Ian wasn't just standing by and watching!

The two dogs tore into each other the moment they met, sending fur and dust flying everywhere. It was a terrifying sight.

An ordinary person wouldn't have dared step in after seeing such a fight between vicious dogs.

But Ian had mysterious energy in his body, so he wasn't afraid at all!

He darted forward while they were biting at each other with all their strength, then dropped into a slide and, at the crucial moment—

The [Animal Training Gloves] on his hands struck the dog king squarely on the chin!

Almost instantly, the dog king stopped and looked at Ian with clear eyes, gently wagging his tail as though he'd just seen his beloved parents.

"Big Gray, stop!"

Seeing that the dog king was under control, Ian immediately told Big Gray to stop fighting!

The moment the command was given, Big Gray stopped and sat obediently where he was!

The immediate effect of the command made Ian's eyes light up as he realized how powerful the item in his hands was!

It had to be said, as expected of a futuristic gadget from Dora's world, none of its gadgets could be underestimated.

But just then...

The remaining wild dogs tried to seize the chance to attack Big Gray and Ian, but the dog king let out a roar. Every dog stopped and lowered itself obediently in submission.

Ian stared at the sight for a moment, then looked at the dog king and praised him with a chuckle.

"I didn't expect you to have so much authority!"

Hearing Ian's praise, the dog king proudly raised his chin.

As for the wounds he and Big Gray had just inflicted on each other, he paid them no mind.

Ian gave his head a vigorous rub.

The petting made his tail wag even faster, bringing his dog life to the pinnacle of happiness.

Soon.

Ian went around petting the other dogs one by one...

Under his touch, all the dogs became as docile as sheep.

No... even more docile than sheep.

They were more like sheepdogs.

From what Ian could sense, the Animal Training Gloves could control them for only a few hours or so. But that was fine. Ian was confident that as long as he treated them well,

even wild dogs could grow attached to him.

He wiped the dried blood from his forehead, then glanced at his surroundings, filled with garbage and yellow sand, and shook his head gently.

"I just don't know where I am right now..."

"I hope I don't run into anything too strange on the journey ahead..."

For now, he had only this one gadget.

It was enough to deal with ordinary animals, but if he ran into someone like a hunter with a hunting rifle or a bandit, this gadget alone wouldn't amount to much.

Fortunately, with eight dogs at his side, he had some added protection!

After walking under the blazing sun for a long time, Ian was already very thirsty and ravenously hungry.

He knew that if he continued without food, he wouldn't survive in a desert like this.

"You all look so skinny..."

Glancing again at the eight loyal dogs beside him, Ian spoke with some concern.

They looked skin and bones. Even Big Gray, the largest of them, was little more than a frame of bones.

Now that they were following him, he naturally couldn't let them go on living as they had before, never getting enough to eat.

There were probably few edible wild animals to catch in their current surroundings, and Ian couldn't help feeling troubled about what to do next.

"If only I could find some people..."

After murmuring that, Ian decided to keep moving.

If he stayed where he was, he definitely wouldn't have much of a chance, so he might as well press on.

"Little Turtle, lead the way. Try to find somewhere with people..."

The dog king was the king of the eight dogs, so Ian called him Little Turtle.

Ian gave him the order, though he didn't know if the dog understood. In any case... the dog soon got up and wagged his tail as he led Ian forward.

Ian had no destination in mind, so he could only follow him.

They walked for a few hours.

Suddenly, there seemed to be trouble ahead!

Ian quickly crouched low and told the other dogs to hide with him.

Soon... he saw two small figures ahead, apparently fighting over something, rolling around on the ground as they struggled.

The boy who had the upper hand actually raised a piece of metal and stabbed it viciously toward the boy beneath him!

Ian's pupils contracted at the sight, and he shouted without thinking.

"Stop!"

They were just a bunch of little brats. Fighting was one thing, but why were they trying to kill each other!?

As Ian shouted,

the eight dogs at his side rushed out together.

When the boy straddling the other person saw them, his expression changed. Without a second thought, he scrambled up, turned, and ran!

Ian didn't pursue him. Instead, he hurriedly looked at the child on the ground.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Hearing his question,

"Cough, cough... I'm... I'm fine!"

The boy coughed hard before replying coldly. But when he noticed the fierce wild dogs surrounding him, his expression changed slightly.