Post-apocalyptic world: Stockpile Ten Billion Supplies at the Beginning
Post-apocalyptic world: Stockpile Ten Billion Supplies at the Beginning Chapter 3.2

Chapter 3: Is it Yaoyao Ling? 3.2

The Thunderbolt King was now just a pitiful creature without the fame it would eventually gain after the apocalypse.

Chen Luo kept staring at the Thunderbolt king, and it seemed to sense his gaze as it raised its head and trembled.

Of course, it couldn’t possibly know that the person in front of it would be the one who would eventually eat it.

The Thunderbolt king trembled purely out of fear.

What else could it do in a dog meat restaurant?

And how could it not be afraid, given its intelligence?

Chen Luo’s heart was filled with excitement. The thought of potentially becoming the owner of the Thunderbolt Master made him feel ecstatic.

Spatial ability is not initially a strong ability, and mastering powerful skills such as void walking takes time.

However, the Thunderbolt King can compensate for Chen Luo’s lack of early combat strength.

When there is a battle, he can simply send out the Thunderbolt king and sit back.
Three people stood outside the door, and the restaurant’s duty waiter asked, “Are you three here for a meal?”

Chen Luo’s expression suddenly became stern, and he growled, “Where’s your boss? Bring him out here.”

Wang Ming couldn’t help but feel a little smug.

Chen Luo’s beloved dog appeared in the dog meat restaurant, so how could he not cause trouble for the restaurant owner?

However, he was also puzzled – would a rich second-generation like Chen Luo really keep this kind of local dog?

It was too common-looking and not very cute, and it was missing an ear. Was he looking for trouble?

The waiter, who only earns 3,000 yuan a month, was very pragmatic.

Was it necessary for him to deal with this kind of trouble? He decided to call the boss instead.

In the meantime, Chen Luo kept his eyes on the Thunderbolt King, showing a harmless and friendly smile. Soon, the owner of the dog meat restaurant, Bai Er, came out with a smile and asked, “What can I do for you?”

Chen Luo angrily pointed at the cage containing the Thunderbolt King and questioned, “What do you mean ‘what’s the matter’? You stole my dog and it ended up in your restaurant. If I hadn’t found it in time, my dog would have been turned into dog meat.”

This is a blatant lie.

Chen Luo wanted to speak out on behalf of the Thunderbolt King and express his anger.
“How dare you think about eating dog meat! It’s not about being unwilling to spend money. Even if it costs a hundred million, I would still pay it to save the Thunderbolt King. And it would be great to get a blank check.”

  White Two was confused for a moment. Did the dog’s owner come to him?

He had been in the dog meat business for so many years and had encountered this kind of situation more than once or twice.

But this dog seemed like a stray dog.
Bai Er quickly waved his hands and explained: “Is there a misunderstanding? I obtained all my goods from legitimate channels.”

Chen Luo sneered and took out his phone: “Hello, Yao Yao Ling, I’m reporting a dog meat restaurant that steals dogs. The source of their dog meat is not legitimate.”

Many businesses are unscrupulous, but some things can’t withstand investigation.
Seeing Chen Luo reporting to the police, Bai Er immediately backed down.

“It’s just a misunderstanding. I didn’t know this dog was yours. I’m also a victim here. Later, I’ll find those people who delivered the dog and settle the score with them.”

“Okay, how about this? Big brother, you take your dog back, and you don’t have to pay a penny. Would that be okay?”

With some relief on his face, Chen Luo snorted coldly and said, “Considering your attitude, I’ll let it go this time.”

Bai Er smiled apologetically and released Thunderbolt king. He realized that it was not tied to a leash. But Bai Er thought to himself, ‘It’s his dog, why would he be afraid that it will run away?”

Chen Lou called out, “Little Black, come with me, let’s go home.”

  The Thunderbolt King was a bit confused, Little Black? Who are you calling?

  But it was intuitive and could sense that it was Chen Luo who had saved it, so it didn’t run away and obediently followed behind Chen Luo.

  Chen Luo was delighted, it seemed that the Thunderbolt King was now safe.

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