It was a very strange dog, not because of its appearance, not because of its coat color, but because of its posture at the moment. At this time, a group of snotty children from the village were surrounded by Thor, and the dog was also in the crowd, which was considered part of the onlookers.

The children gathered here because they were attracted to Thor's barbecue, and it stands to reason that the dog should have been for that reason.

However, no, the dog was now sitting upright on the ground in a half-crouching position, mingling at the feet of the children in the crowd, but its eyes were not attracted by the roast meat in Thor's hand, which was what made Thor find strange.

It squatted about two feet tall, covered in dirty knotted hair, mud or smudges, and apparently frequented the ruins and filthy and cold places, which made it look ugly.

Using human aesthetics to judge the beauty and ugliness of a dog beast, the appearance may not be so important, maybe the color and pattern of the whole body is.

It was crouching on the ground and turned its head slightly to look to the side, wondering if it was attracted by the street lights or if it had seen something more interesting than Thor's barbecue. Thor followed its line of sight, but found nothing.

This is obviously a stray dog, if it has an owner, but if its owner has a little bit of beauty, it is impossible to let it become the current down-and-out appearance. And it as a whole gives people a feeling of being dusty, as if it came from afar.

It squatted silently, neither barking nor alert, appearing calm and indifferent, out of place with the bustle of the scene.

Thor had met many of these dogs during his travels, bullied to the point of hostility, and those who knew how to wag their tails and beg for mercy to survive, and who could not be said to be compassionate. It is said that everyone has their own destiny, and this sentence actually applies to a dog as well.

From the first sight of it in the crowd, Thor silently followed it for a while, but did not realize what it was pursuing.

"Look~~Look" Sol made two noises from his mouth, which successfully attracted the attention of the surrounding children and interrupted its silence.

It subconsciously turned its head and looked at Thor for a moment, and then Thor gently tossed a skewer of roast meat in front of it.

Thor soon noticed his second oddity, he looked down at the roast on the ground, just like someone threw something at you and you looked down at it, but it was only a glance, and then it turned back to the wait-and-see position.

It's strange that it doesn't cry and bite like other wild dogs, or whimper at threatening dogs around it like a protective animal.

"......" Thor was a little speechless, as if he was being ignored by a dog.

Thor didn't want it to be grateful, but it was a bit of an anomaly. It's like when you see a frog, you subconsciously think that maybe it will 'croak' immediately, but it suddenly scolds you for being a fool.

"Poof~Ha! Sure enough, people are disgusted to a certain extent, and even dogs won't pay attention to you. I didn't believe it before, but now I know that it was your personal experience, and it seems that your evaluation of yourself is still very accurate. Neferna snickered in surprise.

Neferna's tone sounded obviously happy at the moment, and she accidentally showed a sore foot for a while, and this was very likely that she would be holding on to it for the rest of her life. It is absolutely impossible for a little mushroom monster to grasp the black history of the Great Demon King.

"You ignorant shiitake mushroom knows a fart, it just doesn't eat rat meat. Thor's face darkened a little, and he simply stiffened his neck.

"You brag, how can it tell what kind of meat this rat meat is when it's cooked?" questioned Neferna at once.

"You don't understand this, canine smell is very sensitive, let alone roasted, even if it is charred, it can smell it, okay?I'm a professional in food, please don't blindly question whether a chef's professional field is good?"

"But...... Why do I just think you're bragging?" Neferna seemed a little uncertain and began to waver.

"I usually tell you to learn more knowledge, but you don't believe it, but you show your stuffing at the critical moment, right? Why can't you learn a little bit of my calmness? You greedy mushrooms, how much courage do you need to make such a foolish laugh?" Thor old dog bit frantically.

"I ...... Phew!You can't talk about it!" Neferna was bitten and retreated, so she could only launch a watering can attack.

While Saul and Neferna were laughing, the dog was attacked by the children around him.

Maybe it's because it doesn't care about the skewers of barbecue on the ground, which makes the children around them think it's not a gang. One of the children ran up to him, picked up the barbecue and stuffed it into his mouth, and at the same time picked up a small rock and threw it.

The child's strength was limited, but he threw it accurately, and the small rock bounced off the side of its face, knocking it off the head.

When it turned around, the child suddenly became a little nervous, this big dog still looked very scary to the child, and it really pounced on it bigger than its own size. But it just looked at the child silently, then lowered its head and rubbed his trouser leg, turned and walked away.

"It looks so pitiful, it has been robbed of food by children and stoned. Neferna was duly informed.

"Poor fart, with its size or combat power, the kid could have fought back by smashing it. If it were an ordinary wild dog, it would have barked and demonstrated or shown irritable hostility, but it did not, which is obviously a manifestation of wisdom. ”

"Because it knows that if it shows hostility, it will become the enemy of the village, and it may not have the opportunity to enter the village in search of food in the future. So it chose to retreat or be kind, rubbed the child's trouser leg, and finally left in a low-key manner. ”

And when you look at it rubbing against a child's trouser leg, it's natural but not humble. Even if the average wild dog wants to please others, it will flick its tail like a windmill when it shows its affection, but it rubs with dignity. Thor carefully analyzed the flurry.

"Poof~!You don't bluff me, how can you see so much in this short moment? Why after listening to you, I feel that you seem to know it very well, and I can't help but imagine the scene of you huddling together and grabbing bones. Neferna teased.

Thor twitched his cheeks and slapped Neferna's little ass hard, but unfortunately the ghost body was obviously unable to touch it.

"Let's go, I have a vague feeling that this dog is a little special, let's chase it and see what tricks it has to offer. Thor stood up.

Then there was a strange scene on the street, a dog roaming around, and a guy in a black coat was far behind.

"Is it really good that we don't sleep at night, but we stalk a wild dog all over the streets?" Neferna was visibly speechless.

"Little shiitake mushroom, learn a little, the most interesting part of life is actually to find out and know! From an academic point of view, discovery and tracking are a continuous set of actions. Saul said.

"You're actually making excuses for your obscenity and boredom, aren't you?" neferna sneered.

"The more I looked, the more I thought this guy was weird, did you see it rummaging through garbage bags?" Thor asked suddenly.

"See, what's the problem?" Neferna began to get serious when she heard Thor's serious words.

Ordinary residents in the whole village usually dispose of garbage piled up outside the house in a beach, and have time to dispose of it uniformly, or wait for the wind to take it away, and the village sanitation has always been so bad. Only slightly decent families will put a cloth bag for garbage in front of their house.

Those cloth pockets, usually stuffed with daily garbage, are erected right next to the portal, and are also the favorite place for wild dogs and wild cats to hang out.

The dog occasionally shaved twice near a beach of garbage, but the poor quality of life in the village doomed him to no gains.

If the garbage bag is tied tightly with rope at the door, it will basically just glance at it and not touch it. If the mouth of the bag is open, it will stand on the edge of the bag and prop up its body, put its two front paws on the wall, and tilt its head to peek into the bag.

"Why do you think that dog leaned on the wall with his front paws up when he was rummaging through those garbage bags? Thor asked in a low voice.

"Oh, it looks like ...... Be careful?" Hearing Thor's prompt, Neferna also felt that something was wrong.

"Let me tell you, the average wild dog is not that troublesome at all. They will bite the bag directly with their sharp teeth, and drag the bag down to let the garbage roll out inside, which will make it easier to rummage, which is why most ordinary residents hate wild dogs. ”

"Even if the mouth of the bag is tied with rope, they will bite the bag and bite through some bags of average quality. Saul said.

"But even if that were the case, what does all this mean?" said Neferna, frowning in thought.

"It's still my previous guess, these details seem simple, but it can be roughly concluded that it is definitely not less intelligent. Rather than being careful, as you say, I think it's trying to weaken your own presence and try not to alarm others. ”

"It's more of a disguise if you stretch it out...... But what is it pretending?" muttered Thor.

"Isn't that right? If you say it's camouflaging, shouldn't it behave more like a normal wild dog? Why did it refuse when you fed it barbecue?

"Perhaps...... Because there's something about pride in it?" Thor frowned, feeling a little hard to justify.

While the two were discussing, the dog subconsciously glanced back, and Thor instantly disappeared into the darkness formed by the eaves.

"Huh~ I was almost discovered by it! If the fifth-order strength was seen through and tracked by a wild dog, it would be really embarrassing. Thor joked.

"Ahh Neferna snapped.