In a fit of rage, Xianyu got angry for a moment, then took a deep breath and suppressed his fury.
Then Hua sent another message.
[Hua: Oh, right. Do you still want your pets?]
The message stirred nothing in Xianyu's heart.
Over the past year or so, Hua had intermittently sent him dozens of enormous Delivery Boxes.
Back then, Xianyu had only opened five or six, putting the gifts his former subordinates had given him back into his system inventory.
Even now, quite a few crates still sat unopened in the courtyard.
Xianyu didn't understand. Why were there pets on top of all the miscellaneous odds and ends?
[No Replies Outside Work Hours: What pets?]
Hua sent a photo.
The background showed a courtyard with a pool.
Seven or eight capybaras lazed around in the water, while over a dozen cats and dogs fought so fiercely that fur flew everywhere. A hamster mansion stood in the corner.
Just looking at it gave Xianyu a headache.
He stared at the capybaras, genuinely baffled.
They weren't even soft, fluffy things to pet. Why would he keep them?
[No Replies Outside Work Hours: Who gave me the capybaras?]
[Hua: The Interastral Peace Corporation. When they gave them to you, they said these animals had very stable temperaments.]
Xianyu: ... So they gave them to me because I was mara-struck and emotionally unstable?
Speechless, he began choosing a pet in earnest.
Capybaras needed an environment with water. They ate, drank, and did their business in it.
If he wanted to keep capybaras, he would need at least two, or they could get depressed.
That meant frequent water changes and cleaning. Too much trouble. Ruled out.
Next, he ruled out dogs, which needed walks, and hamsters, which reproduced far too quickly, and settled on a