After watching a farce in the morning, Piger now had to go in search of food. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As the number one of the four evil dogs in the Abyss Realm, the Glory Flame Dog still burns with eternal hellfire in his body, even though he has changed his form on the surface.

In the Atlantis plane, such flames are enough to scare creatures below the silver level into weak legs, but now the only effect is probably to consume the calories that he already has insufficient balance.

"Meow—"

Looking back, Betty the Persian cat was looking at herself pitifully. Apparently after a night of digestion, the stupid cat was also hungry.

Although he often thinks of some ghost ideas to trick him on weekdays, as the most eye-catching CP in the western suburbs of Huang Yan City, sometimes he has to rely on Betty's help to get things done, such as when stealing and robbing things.

"Mommy, there's a puppy rubbing my hand - ah, Mommy, my chips have been taken by a cat!"

"Strange, what about the pizza I just made? Over there! Come back, you stupid cat! ”

"Hey, Darling, I just bought you your favorite mousse cake, Muma, I'm going to fight you for three hundred rounds in the evening - woo, dear, you may not believe me, your mousse cake has just been taken by a cat. My dear? Feed? ......" (phone beep)

Such a scene is played out every few days, so much so that a terrifying legend begins to circulate in the western suburbs.

Old people often tell their children that a strange cat with wings will come silently at some point in the morning and grab anything that can be eaten.

So children, if you can't get out of bed for breakfast, your breakfast will be eaten by the strange cat.

The "Candle of Light", which represents elegance and nobility, has a reputation in this plane that is even worse than that of a Dark Night race, much to Piger's delight. And this time, poor Betty undoubtedly acted as the thug of this scheming dog once again.

Even so, Piggie still felt that this guy should be grateful to him, because if he hadn't set up so many hidden weapon traps in his usual life, how could this stupid cat have trained so good skills?

I checked Betty's attributes in the system.

[Betty Stacey, species: Persian cat/cat of light]

[Class Level: Pet/Level 99 Quasi-Sanctuary Low-level Preacher, Psychic Beacon: Candle of Holy Light......]

Piggie thought it was ironic, this second thing who looked crazy all day was actually a quasi-Sanctuary master? There's nowhere to make sense. And, what's the deal with all identities and skills not being locked? It's totally unfair!

Fortunately, this quasi-Sanctuary master is stupid, otherwise with Pi Jie's strength, there is really no way to deal with it.

After sweeping the chips, pizza and cake into his mouth, Pije still felt empty in his stomach and had to think of another solution.

Not far from the building where they lived, there was a small shop.

Unlike the goblin merchants of Atlantis, who tried to trick their customers, the owner, Mrs. Melville, was a dignified and kind-hearted man. Of course, in Piger's eyes, there is no greater kindness than providing him with some free food from time to time.

Piger admits that the food is much better than Anne's. That little girl looks pretty and beautiful, but the food she cooks is ...... Vomit!

"God bless you, eat quickly." Mrs. Melville put a pie in Piger's mouth, then looked at Betty, "Oh, and you little darling." Every time I see you, I feel a lot better. ”

Oh, God? Piger was baffled. In the primordial plane, the gods that people believed in seemed to exist in other worlds. Because of this, this plane is able to establish the order of law and morality on the surface, without any supernatural interference.

However, the "Purifying Light" around Betty is an exception. The reason why Mrs. Melville felt calm when she saw Betty was probably influenced by it.

After the hungry dog shook off his cheeks and swallowed the three pies into his stomach, he quickly snatched up half of Betty's plate while Mrs. Melville was busy with business, and finally felt more comfortable.

Mrs. Melville has not been in a good mood lately, for the store has lost a lot of things in a row the last few days.

In the Primordial Plane, the level of development of science and technology was far inferior to the world that Piger had lived in a long time ago, and there were no surveillance devices to call on. There were often many customers coming and going in the shop, and Mrs. Melville stubbornly did not want to hire a clerk to help take care of it, leaving the thieves with an opportunity to take advantage of the loopholes.

Mrs. Melville's son, the Bear-Backed Sam, spends a lot of days sitting in the supermarket and going up and down, hoping to catch the hateful thief.

As a big-chested amateur boxer and a professional fighter, Sam's presence does stop things from going missing, but it also means he won't catch any more thieves.

In order to complete his daily tasks, Pije decides to help this brainless young man and make him live the addiction of being a hero.

An old man on crutches, a depressed merchandise salesman, a businessman with a briefcase...... As a stocky figure passed by, Piger's ears twitched deftly. That's exactly what he's looking for.

The short and fat middle-aged man's figure was very uncoordinated, the main flesh was concentrated in the abdomen, and his face was bright red and swollen as if he had been slapped a few times by someone.

Disproportionate to the weight of his body, he was a short man, and the length of his green shirt had covered his buttocks, but the front buttons could not be fastened, so he had to drape loosely over his body, revealing his round and shiny belly.

This made Piger lament the bad taste of the creator, nature is so magical.

Pije had seen the middle-aged man a few times before, but he didn't notice anything wrong with this guy, until one day he accidentally bumped into the man's leg, and an attribute panel suddenly appeared in his mind.

[Dasco Popov, Goblin Clan, Merchant/Engineering Expert/Level 5 Black Iron Low-level Stalker......]

Pidger's first reaction at that time was, how could a goblin be in the primordial plane? He had thought that he was the only one who had the means to enter the primordial plane.

The goblin race, this slave-born race, should be in the same vein as humans if it is counted from ancient times, but it has gone through too much tempering and oppression in the later years that they have become the short and ugly appearance they are now.

However, past experience did not make these fellows honest and industrious, on the contrary, most of the goblins turned into sinister and cunning profiteers and thieves, and even the alchemy and engineering learned during the slave age were used as tools to make money.

Most of the substandard firearms equipped by the Seven Kingdoms of Atlantis and the tofu scum projects built by wealthy people at great expense were made by these goblin creatures.

If all of the above is just a prejudice that Piger has about this race, then the profession of "stalker" is really a dangerous business.

A combination of thieves, spies, and spies, the Stalker is an extremely terrifying being, although it does not belong to either of the Light Race or the Night Race. "Defeat the enemy among all hosts" is a fitting description of the extraordinary means of this profession.

The stalkers among the goblins are notoriously unprincipled, and as long as their employers can afford to pay for them, they are willing to try even the most dangerous tasks.

At this time, looking at this ugly middle-aged man again, I had a different feeling, as if there was some kind of conspiracy, and even his eyes became sneaky.

The appearance of a stalker on the primordial plane, where spells and magic have mostly lost their usefulness, is really unsettling to Pidger.

"Could it be that those bastards from the Church of Light knew we were here, so they sent Stalkers to carry out reconnaissance and assassination?"

No way. Piger was sure that the Church of Light had absolutely no idea they were here.

In addition, who would find a low-level stalker in Black Iron who has just entered the industry for a short time to carry out assassination? In the primordial plane, a stalker of this level has no energy protection, and is simply a weak chicken-like existence.

While it wasn't clear why the goblin was here, Piger had no intention of finding out. He just wanted to follow the principle of "sailing carefully for ten thousand years", and decided to strike first.

And this matter must be resolved before Anne returns. Of the group, only Anne had not changed much since she arrived at the original plane, so she must not be allowed to discover Anne's whereabouts.

Just when he was thinking about how to kill this goblin directly, he happened to receive such a daily task. In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, Piger decided to take a more conservative approach and deal with him with the rules of the law of the original plane.

The clothes are shabby and unkempt, and from these characteristics, it can be seen that the current life of the goblin fat man is a little depressed, but this can also provide side evidence for what is about to happen later.

Boxer Sam likes to wear a black sleeveless vest on weekdays, which is not only comfortable and cool, but also intuitively shows off his perfect figure. Of course, such a toned body occasionally attracts the attention of girls who come to the store to buy goods. If you don't look at the face, it feels pretty good.

And today, just as Sem was smiling at a woman in a suspender, the money bag he had set aside had been quietly taken away by Betty.

This scene made Piger shake his head and sigh, feeling that this man was simply hopeless, and he deserved to have no girlfriend.

Pije slipped into the corner of the shelf, pressed his paw on the top of the money bag, roughly estimated the number of silver coins inside, and felt quite satisfied. According to the laws of the original plane, this money was enough to catch the goblin in the little black room for a while.

Then, as the goblin fat man wandered around the shelves selling "hair dye", Piger jumped out of the side, bared his teeth and made a vicious dog gesture at him, pretending to pounce.

The goblin fat man's face changed, and he instinctively made a defensive gesture, but he didn't notice that a Persian cat took advantage of this opportunity to pass by with extraordinary speed and agility, and secretly hung the hook of the money bag on the waistband of his trousers.

If it was a slightly higher level stalker, he would never be unaware of this, but the fat man obviously didn't practice to that extent. At this time, he was staring at the vicious dog in front of him with his ill-intentioned triangular eyes, and his hand quickly touched behind him, but in the process, he accidentally knocked the bottled hair dye on the shelf to the ground.

"Boom!" The tin can made a dull noise.

"What's wrong?" When Sem heard the strange noise, he immediately rushed over from the side, first at the panicked fat man, and then at Pijie, who had changed into Erha form, and looked very disdainful, "This dog never bites-"

"Whew-"

Before Sem could finish his words, Pije pounced without hesitation while the goblin fat man was distracted.

If it hits the throat directly, this guy will go straight to Atlantis. But Piger deliberately slowed down the speed by half a beat to give the fat man plenty of time to dodge.

Then, pretending to be very unintentional, he threw down his money bag.

"Jingle Bell!"

Silver coins carved with the Queen's head rolled out of the loose purse.

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