The second floor of the pet shop.

Dim interior.

It was quiet, and from time to time there was the sound of elves breathing one after another, and the gurgling and bubbling in the bathroom.

Most of the elves sleep well, but some elves are speechless, such as the snow lion who likes to squeak and grind his teeth in his dreams, muttering "delicious", Shihua sometimes wakes up with nightmares and wakes everyone up with loud shouts, Pemmas often kicks his legs when he sleeps, so he can't put movable objects around him, Richard is the most dangerous, his rectum sometimes urinates and urins suddenly during sleep......

Vladimir slept under Zhang Zi'an's bed, which had been cleaned a lot since it decided to sleep here, so it wasn't dirty.

It heard a squeak and knew it was π and turned over slightly, the basket rattan chair shaking slightly.

What time is it?

Although its eyes could see clearly in the dimness, there was no watch in the room, and it did not know the exact time, so it could only guess from the hazy light that came through the curtains that it was the second half of the night, and that it should not be far from dawn.

The other elves don't care about the time, anyway, they will get up one after another after Zhang Zi'an wakes up in the morning, and if Zhang Zi'an wakes up late, they are also happy to sleep a little longer.

Sand...... Sand......

Outside the window, there was the rustle of sanitation workers sweeping the streets.

Vladimir hadn't slept much last night, and had been staring at the ceiling in the dark with his eyes open — that is, Zhang Zi'an's bedboard. It has a lot on its mind, and has been thinking about how to deal with it, as well as the specifics.

Its career with stray cats has reached a critical stage, and every next step will have far-reaching consequences, and it cannot be careless.

But it has no object to negotiate, everything can only be decided by it repeatedly thinking, and one wrong step may be doomed.

Another slight squeak.

But this time the sound did not come from the hanging basket rattan chair, but from Zhang Zi'an's bed board.

He probably rolled over in a dream, pulled his phone out from under his pillow to check the time, and then went back to sleep, after all, it was too early to get up - although he couldn't see his specific movements under the bed, Vladimir could roughly guess it.

However, the sheets shook slightly, and the legs hung down from the bed, fumbling for slippers in the dark.

Well, he's getting up to go to the bathroom? That's probably the only explanation.

Next he should be walking to the bedroom door, then pushing the door out and going to the bathroom next door, as Shihua occupies the bathroom in this bedroom.

Vladimir imagined this, but to his surprise, his legs did not go to the door after stepping into his slippers, but deliberately walked lightly towards the window.

Didn't you close the window before going to bed last night? No, it should be able to feel the wind in that case.

What's over there at the window?

The successive guessing errors made it a little depressed, so it simply stopped guessing, but lifted the corner of the sheet and looked through the darkness to the location of the window.

In front of the window is a desk with a laptop and a π rattan chair next to it.

Zhang Zi'an, who was wearing pajamas, yawned, and gently pulled out a chair and sat down, moving very slowly to avoid making a sound that would affect the elves' sleep.

Is it sleepwalking?

In the days when Vladimir came to the pet store, he didn't know that Zhang Zi'an could sleepwalk, and he didn't hear anything about other elves.

Because Zhang Zi'an really doesn't have a reason to get up so early, even if he opens for business, there are no customers, which will make Fina lose her temper.

Vladimir stared at him puzzled and curious.

Zhang Zi'an opened the lid of the laptop and pressed the power onset, and the slight whistling of a fan sounded in this old computer.

Taking advantage of the boot time, he also closed his eyes and dozed for dozens of seconds until the dazzling light hit his eyelids.

Don't......

Vladimir remembered that Richard had been playing tricks on Zhang Zi'an all day, was he going to use the dead of night to browse a mysterious website known as "The Helm"?

Before dawn is the time when people are most sleepy, and it is really dedicated to use this time to visit the main rudder......

However, after turning down the brightness of the screen, Zhang Zi'an did not open the browser, but opened the ORD software - Vladimir knew this icon because π clicked on the same icon every morning after waking up.

Did he want to fix the mistake for π?

“......”

It's not that it looks down on him, but he has a specialization in the art industry, and he has to sell pets to fool customers, and to change people's people, this is no longer an axe, but purely nothing to do.

If you're just fixing a typo, why not leave it for daylight?

To its surprise, Zhang Zi'an did not open the document π usually wrote, but created a new blank document.

Could it be that he wants to write π hot-eyed too?

He stared at the screen for a moment and really started tapping on the keyboard, but the movements were so soft that there was hardly any sound other than the slight hum of the fan.

Vladimir got out from under the bed.

His face reflected the light of the screen, and his expression was so focused that he didn't notice its movements.

It's also good......

Vladimir has something to say to him, and he doesn't want the other elves to hear it, so take the opportunity to tell him.

It wanted to tell him that the storm was coming, that change was coming, and that if he wanted to survive this unprecedented storm, it would be better to close his shop and hide in the countryside in the wilderness, and it would be too late to stock up on some supplies today.

Anyway, he took it in for so long, and it didn't want to owe him too much favor, so repay him like this.

This was one of the questions it had pondered last night, and after making up its mind, its heart was much more settled.

So, it jumped lightly onto the desk and landed next to the laptop.

Zhang Zi'an was startled, his fingers stopped typing, and the golden-rimmed green eyes that seemed to be burning with flames startled him.

He was relieved when he could see through the light of the screen that it was Vladimir.

"Did I wake you up?" he asked, keeping his voice to a minimum.

Vladimir shook his head, "I woke up, no one woke me up." ”

"Then go back to sleep, it's still early in the morning. He said.

Vladimir was noncommittal, staring sideways at the ORD document on the screen and asked, "You have insomnia, why did you wake up so early?"

"I didn't have insomnia, I just couldn't sleep, so I got up. Zhang Zi'an said with a smile.

"Oh, what are you writing about??" it asked, seeing that there were already several dense small words in the document.

"Don't be funny, how can I write?"

He smiled self-deprecatingly, pulled the document to the beginning, and pointed to the large text of the title for it to read.

Initiatives calling for the establishment of an effective Law on the Protection of Small Animals.

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