Riding the bicycle with a crunch, Ed came to a park not far away from the villa district. A dozen of crooked zombies were attracted and started following him all the way.

Arriving at the small square in the park, he got off the bicycle, hid his smell, picked up a steel bar coming out of nowhere from the roadside, stealthily approached the back of a zombie, and hard struck him on his head. The zombie fell, and Ed continued to kill other zombies.

Those zombies could not catch the smell of Ed, but only followed the sound made by him while he struck zombies. With their fangs bared, sometimes they ran toward the east, and sometimes the west. Regardless of their terrible looks, the scene looked rather ridiculous.

However, as the person concerned, Ed didn’t think it was funny at all. He didn’t expect it would be so exhausting to kill zombies while using his super power. Only after killing seven or eight zombies, had he got sweat all over and started panting.

Although some zombies couldn’t catch his smell, they followed the sound, and poked their claws at him unconsciously. In an unguarded moment, he would be scratched or poked by zombies. He had to dodge amongst the seething crowd of zombies while killing them. Besides, not recovering completely, he had to pay such high attention to using his super power that it didn’t take long for him to get exhausted.

He killed one more zombie, avoided claws of two zombies, rolled to a place with no zombies, and sat down for a rest.

Losing their target, zombies started wandering around.

Ed caught his breath, and went up to the bodies of the zombies he had killed. Restraining himself from throwing up, he stuck the steel bar into their heads, and stirred them, looking for crystal cores.

Zombies were stinky all over, and the black and sparse lumps inside their brains were too stinky to bear. White maggots, red gore, and lumps of densely white stuff were found during the stir. He was so sick that he almost puked up the meal he had the day before.

How did Shawn dig out those crystal cores? It was really disgusting. Shawn was indeed a real warrior, and personally faced up to such disgusting stuff.

Shawn would have despised Ed if he had known Ed’s thoughts. He could already sense the position of crystal cores from the dead body of zombies, only needed to dig cores out from their brains, but wouldn’t take such disgusting measures. Besides, his sense of smell had decreased so dramatically that he didn’t smell any foul odor. Hence he was much less sick than before.

Holding his nose, Ed kept digging crystal cores out. Fortunately, crystal cores were gleaming. Neither would they be stained with brains of zombies. It was rather easy to find them so that he could stand doing it.

He dug heads of a dozen of zombies in succession, however, only five crystal cores were found, just enough to hand over to Shawn. Looking at the pile of crystal cores dug out, he felt a little sad. He had been out for more than three hours, however, got such little harvest.

Sighing a deep sigh, he went on killing zombies. Until he went back for a rest after wiping out zombies, he found that all crystal cores put aside because he distasted them for dirty had gone.

Ed burst into a rage, “Who, son of a bitch, had stolen my crystal cores?”

He looked everywhere for them. However, except for wandering zombies, nothing else was found.

Damn it! If he had known who had stolen his crystal cores!

The fruit of the whole morning was missing all of a sudden. Having nowhere to give vent to his full rage, he had to take it out on zombies, and then went back to work.

Learning from the past, first he found several bottles of mineral water, washed the crystal core immediately after digging it out, and then put it in his pocket. He absorbed power from crystal cores once he got tired, and then went back to kill zombies. Repeating it for several times, finally, enough crystal cores were collected. However, the whole day had past away.

He didn’t waste any time, rode the bicycle to a grocery in the neighborhood of the park, grabbed some food and drinks, and then went back to the residence.

In the meanwhile, Shawn, who had been out for crystal cores, came across a puppy.

The puppy was very cute and as large as two palms. Except its eyes, all other parts were black, opposite to the color of a panda. It blinked its two big bright eyes, wagged its small tail, and subtle voice came from its throat as it saw Shawn.

Shawn noticed the puppy not because it was cute but because a smell of crystal cores came from it. He wondered where the smell had came.

Soon, Shawn got the answer, because the puppy puked crystal cores out. Then it wagged its tail, walked toward Shawn, and moved around him. It whined as it moved around Shawn.

Looking at the puppy playing cute at his feet and the five crystal cores stuck with spit on the ground in surprise, Shawn asked, “For me?”

“Boo-hoo.” The puppy whined.

Shawn searched a towel out of his backpack, covered the crystal cores, picked them up from the ground, and said, “I don’t know why you gave me these, however, thanks.” Then he left.

The puppy was moving around him, and in the blink of an eye, the man disappeared. Immediately it moved its short legs, whines, and started chasing Shawn.

Walking for a while, Shawn stopped and said, “Are you coming with me?”

“Boo-hoo.”

“Okay, let’s go.” He bent to a squat and gathered the puppy. The puppy joyfully licked Shawn’s face, however, what it licked was hard and cold. It felt down and barked.

Shawn felt the puppy with gloves on and said, “What a intelligential puppy!”

Back to the villa, Shawn saw Ed lying still on the couch, and asked, “Where are my crystal core?”

“On the table, and go fetching them yourself.” Said Ed weakly.

“Boo-hoo.”

“Where does the bark come from?” Ed sat up and asked in wonder.

“It comes from a puppy.”

Ed saw the puppy in Shawn’s arms, and said with a giggle, “It’s a bear dog? How adorable!”

“You are a bear dog. Don’t accuse someone else of it. No, don’t accuse other dogs of it.”

“I don’t look like a panda.”

“Well, no, you look like a bear.”

“What did you say?” Ed was pissed off and said.

“I’m going upstairs.” Ignoring Ed, Shawn grabbed crystal cores on the table, picked up the puppy, and left.

Ed stared at the back of Shawn, raised his eyebrows, and went on lying on the couch.

Shawn went back to his own room, put the puppy on the table, and stared at it. The puppy whined, ran and jumped on the table, entertained itself. After a while, it looked at Shawn.

Shawn chuckled, felt the small head of the puppy, and said, “You are so outgoing. You are not afraid that I am a bad guy and catch and eat you?”

Not understanding what he said, the puppy crooked its head, looked at Shawn, put out its small tongue, and licked his hand. However, it felt down immediately after it caught a plastic smell.

Shawn smiled. Suddenly he thought it was not bad to keep a lively pet company.

“From now on, I call you Flower White.”

The puppy whined.

“Then Two-spotted White?”

The puppy kept whining.

“What about Black-and-white?”

It kept whining.

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“Bear White!” Shawn made a final decision after changing a dozen of names.

The puppy barked in grief, however, Shawn had made his decision. Finally, Shawn chose Bear White, an adorkable name, as its name.

Being cross for a while, finding its master ignoring it, the puppy got close to Shawn in grief.

Shawn rubbed the puppy’s small head softly.

Suddenly, his face turned, and he had a sense that lots of people were heading here.