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Zhou Jingcheng hurried after him. "Pizza, come back! Why are you running?!"

Everyone turned to look. Let's see who was screaming.

Oh, it was the patient guy raising a Beagle. Hahahahaha.

Little Beagle was so cute. What was wrong with getting a little extra exercise every day?

Everyone turned left in unison, watching Shi Jihan and Zhou Jingcheng run out of view one after the other.

Then they turned right in unison, welcoming the pair's return, again one after the other.

Watching them leave, welcoming them back, watching them leave, welcoming them back—they turned around and around.

Someone even recorded a video and posted it online: [Welcome, Beagle Demon King]

Everyone started gossiping loudly.

"Give them a few more years and they'll be able to enter national-level marathons, won't they?"

"Haha, exactly."

"Thanks to Little Beagle for training our national athletes."

Shi Jihan and Zhou Jingcheng: "..."

[დინ, Malice Points +5]

By the time Pizza finally collapsed from exhaustion and stopped running, Shi Jihan's legs had gone weak. He braced himself against a tree trunk and panted heavily, his soul practically ascending to heaven.

Zhou Jingcheng was tugging Pizza's huge ears, trying to lecture him, while Pizza kicked at him fiercely with his hind legs.

Shi Jihan simply could not understand it. How did this man and dog still have the energy to fight?

"Can we, can we now..." His throat was dry as he swallowed. "Go, go eat?"

"Eat," Zhou Jingcheng said. "I'm hungry."

Shi Jihan finally caught his breath. "Didn't you say you were full just now?"

Zhou Jingcheng yanked hard on the leash and sneered. "You pissed it all into digestion."

They casually found a bustling restaurant, and a table had just opened up when they entered.

The air-conditioning indoors soothed Shi Jihan's restless mood. He grabbed a menu to fan himself, then his gaze froze.

He had spotted the keywords on the menu with terrifying precision.

Bacon and fried eggs, eighty-eight yuan per serving.

Iced cola, sixty-eight yuan per serving.

Shi Jihan: [Damn it, getting rich didn't take me along, but when did inflation land on my head?]

He hid his face behind the menu and discreetly crooked a finger at Zhou Jingcheng.

"This, and this... Mm, get one of this too." Zhou Jingcheng had been ordering when he noticed Shi Jihan's little gesture and asked with his eyes what was wrong.

Shi Jihan blinked at him: So expensive.

Zhou Jingcheng looked thoughtful.

Shi Jihan blinked again: Let's go somewhere else.

Zhou Jingcheng suddenly understood.

He turned to the baffled server. "We'll start with those. Oh, is there a pharmacy nearby?"

The server repeated, "A pharmacy?"

Zhou Jingcheng hummed and pointed at Shi Jihan with a nod. "My friend seems to have an eye condition."

Shi Jihan shot upright: ￥R^%#&^%$@#!!

Only 000 could hear the series of censor beeps.

000 was deeply melancholy, grateful for the host's relentless training.

The egg drifted through the sky, while his profanity skills rose in his heart.

000 said: [Host, Dianjia Bro seems like he's treating you. Show off your manners.]

Shi Jihan had just wanted to reply, "I have no manners, only a loose mouth," but his brain processed 000's words first.

Dianjia Bro was treating him!

Zhou Jingcheng's image instantly expanded infinitely in his heart. Like the Leshan Giant Buddha, he sat heavily in Shi Jihan's heart, bathed in holy light.

What a good man. A truly great man.

Shi Jihan immediately adjusted into a dignified sitting posture, pressed his legs neatly together, rested his hands lightly on his knees, and gazed fervently at the generous benefactor. When Zhou Jingcheng looked up, Shi Jihan gave him a brilliant smile. Two tiny dimples appeared in his cheeks, sunlight stolen by the moon shimmering within them.

Just try not to be charmed to death.

The moment Zhou Jingcheng looked up, he met Shi Jihan's overheated gaze. He paused slightly, then lowered his eyes awkwardly and continued studying the menu in his hands.

...Why was he smiling so beautifully at him?

Trying to get his attention, huh.

Shi Jihan watched Zhou Jingcheng look away the instant he smiled, and a question mark slowly surfaced over his head: ?

What did that mean? Was the menu prettier than him?

How could that be possible?!

He said: [What's going on? My long lashes like golden French fries, my soft, plump lips like strawberry daifuku, my high nose bridge like a crispy ice cream bar—and he won't look?]

000: [...Host, if you're hungry, just eat. You can shut up.]

Shi Jihan huffed, speared three French fries, and stuffed them into his strawberry daifuku.

The two finished dinner, each lost in his own thoughts.

At the table, only Pizza was truly happy. Zhou Jingcheng had just tied his two enormous ears atop his head with hair ties when Pizza lowered his head and bit off more than half the mountain of meat. Then he chased the plate with his head, munching with loud clatters all the way from one end of the table to the other.

Zhou Jingcheng glanced over. "Digging dirt like an excavator."

Pizza immediately turned his butt toward him.

Zhou Jingcheng instantly lost his appetite.

By the time they finished eating, night had fully fallen. The amusement park lights came on one after another, making it even prettier than during the day.

The two left the restaurant, and Zhou Jingcheng pointed at a shop beside them. "Let's check out this—"

Shi Jihan ground his teeth. "If you say pharmacy, you're dead."

Zhou Jingcheng smoothly changed course, his finger sliding naturally to another shop. "Let's see what this souvenir shop sells."

The souvenir shop had all kinds of things for sale, with every sort of product imaginable. There was even a clown mascot inside handing out flyers.

Shi Jihan immediately took a liking to an adorable lion headpiece. He bought one for himself, then put another on Pizza's head.

His phone vibrated wildly. The cameraman following them was urging him: [Boss, we don't have enough footage today. Hurry up and take a few more shots.]

[Yes, yes, that angle. Hold up your beloved dog.]

Shi Jihan lifted Pizza to a position slightly lower than himself.

The cameraman took one look and thought the angle was perfect. No editing needed—with the upper half of the woman standing behind them borrowed for forced perspective, wouldn't it look just like a kissing photo?

He raised the camera and snapped away.

Very good. Very blurry. Truly worthy of Nikon.

It had successfully focused on the mosquito in front of the lens.

Zhou Jingcheng had just walked from the blind-box section to the accessories section when he saw one large and one small lion head staring at each other.

He asked, "What are you two doing?"

Shi Jihan glanced at him, inspiration striking. He raised Pizza high into the holy light and began to chant, "Nants ingonyama bagithi Baba!"

The shoppers engrossed in browsing all shuddered, staring in horror at this extrovert who had suddenly started performing a ritual.

Shi Jihan bared his little canine teeth and happily carried Pizza around for display. "The Lion King! Haven't you seen it?"

The introverts all backed away, shaking their heads frantically. "No, no, we haven't."

They were terrified that if they shook their heads too slowly, they would be the ones hoisted up next.

Were social bandits like them really supposed to be this terrifying?

[დინ, Malice Points +0.13]

[დინ, Malice Points +0.42]

[დინ, Malice Points +0.21]

Shi Jihan listened to the notification sounds by his ear and felt immensely satisfied.

This was what shameless him deserved.

He turned to find Zhou Jingcheng... Hm? Where was Zhou Jingcheng?

He raised Pizza again and turned in a circle. "Wasn't he just here?"

Zhou Jingcheng had casually grabbed something to cover his face. The instant Shi Jihan started chanting, he had fled the scene and hidden in the shadows.

Too embarrassing.

He was a respectable man.

He glanced at the clown mascot pressed close beside him, casually removed the mascot head from the other person, and put it over his own head. "Borrowing this. Thanks."

Mine now.

The staff member touched his suddenly bare head: ?

Who was that? Where had this lunatic come from?

And why had two of them shown up at once?

Hearing that Shi Jihan seemed to have left, Zhou Jingcheng wanted to stand in the corner a little longer and silently shut down, reflecting on why he had ever thought coming to an amusement park was a good idea. Then the park-wide loudspeaker above his head suddenly began making an announcement.

"Little friend Zhou Jingcheng, little friend Zhou Jingcheng, your father has gotten separated from you."

"Repeating: your father has gotten separated from you. Please report to the plaza service center immediately upon hearing this announcement. Please report to the plaza service center immediately upon hearing—"

The crowd began whispering.

"Who? Zhou Jingcheng? Why does that name sound familiar?"

"Could it be Shi Jihan's Zhou Jingcheng? Even a domineering CEO comes to amusement parks?"

"Probably someone with the same name. How old is President Zhou? How could he get lost? It's not like he's an idiot, hahahahaha."

The clown staff member saw the lunatic who had stolen his mascot head suddenly lose all strength and means, sliding down the wall inch by inch.

He was shattered.

[დინ, Malice Points +10]

Shi Jihan had painlessly become a father. Listening to the enormous windfall of ten points, he told 000: [See? Even Dianjia Bro can't lose his father. After we got separated, he must have been so anxious and sad to score a full ten points.]

000 said faintly: [Aren't you afraid he'll come strangle you later?]

Shi Jihan's smile froze.

Damn it. He had been having so much fun these past few days that he had nearly forgotten the ending Dianjia Bro had assigned him.

Planting bananas in the Australian desert.

[He probably, probably won't, right?] he told 000, though he could not help trembling.

He carefully opened today's refreshed task.

[Randomly Ruin Zhou Jingcheng: 28/1, completed]

[Congratulations, you have obtained the hidden achievement, "Ruining Him Isn't a Crime"]

An unprecedentedly high completion rate.

Shi Jihan: Seems like I went a little overboard QAQ

Dianjia Bro must hate him to death.

The service center employee looked at this young man who had become a father so early and comforted him. "It's okay. You'll definitely find your son soon."

Shi Jihan did not dare nod and acknowledge that son.

As the two spoke, a tall, upright figure approached from afar. With one long stride, he climbed the steps and headed this way.