A pack of dogs was driving dozens of humans toward a laboratory.
Although there are fewer dogs than humans, they are well-equipped, with guns strapped to their muzzles, so no one dares to resist.
"Are these dogs some kind of supernatural being? Will they eat us?" someone whispered in fear.
"Even if we aren't eaten, what good will come of it for us?" the other person asked with difficulty.
The crowd began to sob quietly.
"You damned animals, just die!" someone suddenly roared madly, attacking the dog beside him.
Inspired by him, several more people in the crowd chose to resist.
Two black dogs stepped forward and gently grabbed the resisting human, dismembering him on the spot.
The crowd erupted in terrified screams.
"The captured Anomalous Lifeform is being escorted here." A leader in the laboratory smiled. "This creature's technology is indeed more advanced, but its physical body is far too weak."
The other researchers laughed too. The anomalous creatures weren't as troublesome as they had imagined. There were very few anomalous creatures carrying weapons; most of them were weaklings.
"Inform the military that we have achieved a great victory. The anomalous creature is nothing to fear; there's no need to be overly cautious anymore," the leader said confidently.
"Congratulations, leader." The researchers present offered their congratulations.
"Congratulations, congratulations." The leader made no attempt to hide his delight. If they could obtain the technology possessed by the anomalous creature, this achievement would be enough to promote all the researchers present.
"Alright, everyone get back to work. Try to figure out the language of these unusual creatures; at least we need to communicate with them first," the leader said.
Upon hearing this, the researchers all withdrew.
Only the leader remained in the laboratory, and his exaggerated smile became increasingly difficult to suppress.
Sunlight generously poured onto the bright glass doors of "Love Companion Pet Hospital," releasing a faint smell of disinfectant.
The air conditioner diligently blew out cool air, evenly spreading the scent to every corner.
In the waiting area, several well-worn pet magazines were scattered on a beige sofa, next to a pot of lush green snake plant, and the air was filled with an almost lazy sense of order.
Ms. Huang sat on a soft, low stool, her pet "A-Zhe" nestled comfortably on her lap.
A-Zhe was strong, but at this moment he was curled up obediently, his head resting on Ms. Huang's lap. Ms. Huang's well-maintained nails were gently and undeniably combing A-Zhe's thick fur.
"A-Zhe was such a good boy today," Ms. Huang said gently, with a hint of praising her pet. "After the surgery, Mommy will open your favorite can of food for you."
A-Zhe's body stiffened almost imperceptibly for a moment, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, but he ultimately made no sound. He simply lowered his head further, his docile posture like a carefully arranged piece of porcelain, flawless.
A rustling sound came from the side, and another woman, Ms. Mu, walked into the hospital with a larger pet.
The pet had short, golden fur and was very beautiful; Ms. Mu called it "A-Jian".
Ms. Mu was elegant and dressed in a well-tailored dress. She held a delicate leather leash, the other end of which was securely fastened to the collar around A-Jian's neck.
"Sister Huang, you brought your baby for surgery too?" Ms. Mu's voice was gentle and pleasant, with a unique, mellow tone. Her gaze fell on A-Zhe, who was sitting on Ms. Huang's lap, and the corners of her mouth curved into an approving smile. "What a beautiful child, you've raised him so well."
Her fingers naturally patted A-Zhe's head lightly. The moment she touched him, A-Zhe's body jerked, then relaxed.
"Yes, Xiao Mu." Ms. Huang looked up, a standard social smile on her face. "A-Zhe's emotions have been a bit unstable lately. The doctor suggested an amputation, a permanent solution. What about your A-Jian?"
"Oh, same here." Ms. Mu sighed, a sigh tinged with an almost sweet helplessness and an undeniable sense of responsibility. "They have too much energy, always wanting to run outside, and always wanting to play with other strangers of their kind. It's so unsafe."
As she spoke, she patted A-Jian's head affectionately, a gesture that carried an undeniable air of authority, "Sterilization will put your mind at ease, it's better for your health, and you can stay with us longer."
A-Jian stood to the side, and suddenly a short, suppressed whimper escaped his throat, like the desperate growl of a trapped beast. The sound was not loud, but it instantly broke the tranquility of the waiting room.
"Shh—be good!" Ms. Mu's smile faltered slightly, and her soothing gesture suddenly intensified, carrying an undeniable warning as she forcefully pinched A-Jian's nape. The force conveyed her will perfectly, leaving no obvious mark while immediately making the pet understand the consequences of disobedience.
A-Jian's body trembled violently, and the faint flame of struggle was instantly extinguished.
Seeing this, Ms. Huang gently patted A-Zhe on his knee, her tone a soothing reproach. "A-Zhe have to be good too, okay? This is for your own good, so you won't have those messy troubles in the future."
"Sister Huang, have you heard?" Ms. Mu changed the subject and asked.
"What did you hear?" Ms. Huang asked back.
Ms. Mu complained, "The government has gone mad, targeting pets like crazy, especially the kind we keep. So many pets have been forcibly taken away and subjected to a bunch of random, unnecessary tests—it's practically abuse!"
Ms. Huang frowned. "Such a thing actually happened?"
Ms. Mu nodded, and just then, the door to the examination room slid open silently. A nurse in a light pink uniform appeared in the doorway, a professional smile on her face. "Ms. Huang, Ms. Mu, the operating room is ready."
Her voice was clear and crisp, her gaze quickly sweeping over the two ladies and their pets, her eyes calm and unwavering.
Ms. Mu stood up first, the leash taut in her hand. "Let's go, A-Jian."
Ms. Huang gently nudged A-Zhe on her lap.
The two large pets were led towards the operating room, their steps heavy and hesitant. A-Zhe's gaze was fixed on the smooth floor, while A-Jian turned his head slightly, the last glimmer of light in his light-colored pupils quickly extinguished, leaving only bottomless despair.
Click.
The heavy, soundproof door to the consultation room closed gently behind me, completely isolating me from the bright, orderly world outside.
The last trace of the "master's" aura was severed, and the air suddenly solidified, pressing heavily on the lungs, carrying the smell of cold metal and disinfectant.
There are no cozy sofas or green plants here, only stark white operating lights hanging overhead, and two cold stainless steel operating tables reflecting the unique luster of metal.
Just minutes before, the two pets were being called "darlings" by their owner. Now, they were being roughly restrained on the operating table. Their strong limbs were tightly bound by tough straps and fixed to their sides. Their muscles were trembling violently from extreme fear and struggle. Sweat poured out instantly, rolling down their veins and muscle lines, leaving a small water stain on the cold metal table.
"Ugh--! Ugh--!"
A-Zhe's chest heaved violently, each breath accompanied by a hiss. He desperately twisted his head, trying to break free of the hard gag that was fastened to his mouth. The gag tore his lips, causing them to bleed, but he could only let out desperate whimpers like someone drowning.
His eyes were wide open, the whites of his eyes covered with terrifying blood vessels like a spider web, his eyeballs almost bursting out of their sockets, staring intently at the huge shadowless lamp on the ceiling, his eyes filled not with sadness or confusion, but with pure fear.
A-Jian, standing next to him, became even more agitated. Like a bull being repeatedly struck by electric current, he used all his strength to frantically thrust and twist upwards, trying to break free from the restraints embedded in his flesh.
The restraints dug deep into his skin as he struggled violently, leaving glaring purplish-red bruises, some even chafing the skin and drawing blood. A suppressed roar rolled deep in his throat, the sound muffled by the gag, turning into a series of broken growls. His once explosive young body was now like a puppet held by an invisible giant hand, leaving only futile tremors and heartbreaking cries.
The veterinarian stepped forward, the metal instruments clanging in the tray, each sound striking precisely the already fragile nerves of the two pets.
A hand wearing a sterile glove picked up an anesthetic needle and smoothly inserted it into the pet that was about to undergo spaying/neutering surgery.
No! Don't!
A-Zhe's pupils instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints, and boundless fear filled his entire body. He frantically shook his head, trying to avoid the dangerous anesthetic needle.
The needle pierces the skin, and the medicine is slowly injected.
A-Zhe's unfocused and desperate gaze was fixed on the observation window of the operating room.
Outside the window.
A large yellow dog and a Border Collie sat gracefully, their front paws crossed and pressed against their chests, their gazes piercing through the thick glass and steadily fixed on the operating table.
That gaze was filled with concern, pity, and a hint of annoyance.
"If I had known it would be this troublesome, I should have had A-Jian sterilized when he was a child," Ms. Mu. Mu complained.
"Who can disagree?" Ms. Huang agreed wholeheartedly. "My son, A-Zhe, was incredibly cute as a baby. He was chubby, with a round face, and smelled wonderful. Back then, I felt sorry for him and didn't take him to the hospital for neutering. As a result, he grew stronger and stronger during puberty. All the chubby fat disappeared, replaced by hard muscles. His round face became more angular, and he grew a lot of unsightly stray hairs. His smell also changed; all the milky fragrance was gone."
Ms. Mu sighed, "It's not too late to get sterilized now..."
"What were the autopsy results?" a researcher in the lab asked, rubbing his red eyes.
"The conclusion is that there's absolutely no need to worry about these Anomalous Lifeform. Their physiological structure is exactly the same as that of pets we usually keep, and their physical fitness is even inferior to that of pets; they just have more developed brains," another researcher said with a smile.
"They clearly possess advanced intelligence, yet their physical constitution is inferior to that of our pets. Do they use all the energy they consume to attack their brains?"
"I think it's quite possible. The pets we keep tend to have smaller heads, which makes them more aesthetically pleasing. These Anomalous Lifeform, on the other hand, have larger heads and larger brains."
As the researchers were exchanging ideas, a sinister atmosphere suddenly descended.
Before the researchers could even react, the body collapsed to the ground.
A group led by Hu Jiu and Du Zhong stormed into the laboratory.
"Wow, Superman..." Mike, who had been making a lot of noise, suddenly fell silent as soon as he stepped into the lab.
The others also shut their mouths and remained silent.
Several large dogs were lying on the floor of the laboratory.
On the lab table lay a human corpse, all its organs removed in a categorized manner, its skin peeled off, leaving only the skeleton.
Not far away, there were many human corpses and various internal organs placed in containers, and the smell of preservatives was extremely pungent.
"Where exactly is this place...?" Mike trailed off, unable to finish his sentence.
"It's obvious, isn't it?" Hu Jiu's voice was calm. He had seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood, so this childish thing couldn't affect his emotions in the slightest.
"Such a wondrous world exists," Du Zhong exclaimed from the side.
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong, Supernatural energy surged from his body.
In the past, Hu Jiu would always display his extraordinary prowess while Du Zhong watched the spectacle from the sidelines. But this time, before Hu Jiu even made a move, Du Zhong couldn't hold back any longer.
Two minutes later, a Supernatural disaster struck the city.
Evil spirits ravaged the streets, and dog corpses were everywhere.
"Retreat!" roared a husky-like officer.
"Sir, this is the time when the people need our protection. How can we be deserters!" Samoyed's men were unwilling to retreat.
The husky roared, "You idiot! If we all die here, who will tell the country about the true power of these anomalous creatures! These humanoid creatures possess supernatural powers; we must get this message out! All communication devices around here are out of order. You're the fastest, so this crucial task is yours!"
With tears in its eyes, the Samoyed ran wildly outside.
The husky, having slung a gun over its muzzle, charged at Du Zhong, shouting, "Ugly and evil alien invaders, let's fight them to the death in a fair and square battle!"
It lunged at Du Zhong with all its might.
However, Du Zhong didn't understand dog language. All he saw was a ferocious-looking husky barking wildly at him and trying to bite him.
A black chain appeared in Du Zhong's palm, and with a "snap," he killed the husky.
"How incredibly noisy." Du Zhong shook the dog blood off his hands, his eyes filled with undisguised disgust.
Although they are all dogs, these dogs are completely different from pet dogs kept by humans. They are stronger and fiercer, and their faces show human-like expressions, to the point that humans will experience a strange uncanny valley effect when they look at them, and will not find them cute at all.
"Woof woof..."
The dogs howled wildly, and despite the Supernatural forces that instinctively instilled fear and made them cower, not a single dog retreated.
What are they saying?
"Kill these evil invaders, protect our home, the world belongs to dogs..."