"Dog hair? What dog hair? I just stumbled at the door by accident, maybe it's the dust on the ground," Claude blurted out a few excuses, pretending not to notice Yan Anqing's suspicious gaze. He walked back to his seat, covering up his guilt by diving into problem sets. Yan Anqing eyed him suspiciously. He felt like this kid was hiding something, but for now, he couldn't figure it out and didn't want to rummage around the classroom, so he gave up. In the office, the raccoon dog chewed on the pen cap, diligently completing its homework by finishing three math tests in one go. It got up, bounced a few times, then perked its ears to listen to the noise next door. "[You should go to gym class now. Today is the third-year students' class one]," reminded the dog toy, prompting Claude to gather his lesson plans and head towards the playground. As he arrived, he noticed two girls by the basketball hoop, the same students from Class One who triggered the detec

This particular incident remained the most humiliating experience the dog wished to forget forever. Claude, pondering on his multiple future aliases, regretfully tightened his grip, leaving two red marks on the original body's wrist. Consequently, Yan Anqing stared at him with intensified suspicion."What are you doing?" Qiao Liang rubbed his face, snapping back to reality from his daze. Observing Claude, who strikingly resembled a high school student, she furrowed her brow in surprise. "It's you. I recognize you. You used to live in your house before you disappeared, right?"During the initial days of the phenomenon of human disappearance in Su Fang City, Qiao Liang's surveillance skills weren't refined, often walking at night without evading observation. Even the Superpower cult learned of the suspicions surrounding Claude, assumed to be a cat demon, frequently visiting the dog, gathering detailed information from the 28 houses.By the second day of human disa

Even though the infiltration mission at Aofangyi Middle School was no longer necessary, several members were recalled. The busyness of the Nangong team increased instead of decreasing. For nearly a week, Claude could only occasionally catch glimpses of Tang Aibai's hurried footsteps in the headquarters lobby, carrying the lingering smell of gunpowder.Claude was supposed to join the busy activities, but having just received the Golden Retriever Dog vest and with his midterm exams approaching, he found himself exhausted. Even in battle, he would occasionally freeze.Seeing Claude in such a state, Tang Aibai thought he was sick. After the guy insisted on patrolling and got his arm bitten off by a Hellcat, Tang Aibai forced him to take a break, ordering him to rest in the lounge for a few days before returning to duty.As a result, the Hellcats caught at night recently were all taken by the Nangong team in specially made cages, brought to the 28 constellations, and handed over to Claude

Claude, who had been pondering how to inform the Twenty-Eight Constellations about his weaknesses, unexpectedly received new information during the night patrol. While the Southern Gong team was working together to deal with an evolved and strengthened Hellcat, Claude noticed a few hurried figures flash past a nearby corner. During nighttime patrols and battles, they habitually activated the spatial shielding device. Ordinary people without psychic abilities couldn't see their figures and were unable to enter the shielded area. Individuals behaving surreptitiously in such a daring manner were highly likely associated with a malicious psychic sect. Metal claws severed the Hellcat's head, and before witnessing it transform into black mist, Claude leaped backward. In the blink of an eye, he landed behind the cultists. A swift palm strike unleashed a formidable gust, catching the unaware psychic criminals off guard. Startled, they hurriedly fled backward. Grass a

Undercover agent Claude, guided by the cues from his dog toy companion, immediately recognized the counterpart when the latter spoke. Claude was delighted as he pondered how to approach and have a private conversation with him. He couldn't believe his luck – what better reason to get close to someone than a shared love for dogs? The curious gaze from the canine deity and the envious glares from other fervent believers didn't faze the undercover agent, who maintained a respectful yet not obsequious demeanor.The undercover agent's lips curved slightly as he began, "I have two that I adopted from a kennel when they were just two months old. They're over four years old now. Additionally, I found five puppies on the streets near my home after their mother went missing on a rainy day about half a year ago."With a poised attitude, the undercover agent effortlessly deflected the resentment from those who initially harbored ill feelings towards him. Claude, expressing s