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Chapter 205: A New Mission That Can't Be Hitched

Wang Ping thought the most relaxing moments in were either following to the mountaintop every morning to "" or sitting down for dinner each evening. But now he was starting to wonder if this latter activity was truly relaxing for him—or just for his stomach, which seemed to have a mind of its own.

didn’t get the same warm welcome Wang Ping had received when he first arrived at Grandma's house. There was no chair adjustment ceremony for this newcomer. Instead, Grandma simply washed a small food bowl and placed it next to Dahei’s larger one. That was all it took to officially integrate Little Four into the family.

But since the little guy wasn’t even a month old yet, by dinnertime, while Dahei happily wagged its tail after finishing its meal and trotted over to Wang Ping for attention, Little Four was still crouched by the wall struggling with half a bowl of rice porridge.

Noticing that it wasn’t the milk he’d been drinking, the wolf pup let out an indignant howl toward Wang Ping on the chair.

“Woof! Woof!”

Wang Ping glanced down at him mid-bite of a greasy rib, turned slightly away, and pretended not to notice.

“I know you’re coming back today, so I bought these ribs in the afternoon. Huanhuan loves my cooking, right?” Grandma said cheerfully as she leaned over.

paused mid-chew, looking up from his plate before realizing Grandma wasn’t talking to him. Rolling his eyes, he picked up his chopsticks again.

Meanwhile, Wang Ping nodded furiously, tossing the gnawed bone to Dahei while extending a tiny paw toward Grandma, who promptly rewarded him with an even bigger piece of meat.

“Woof!”

Little Four was losing it, barking wildly as if sensing betrayal. Mom didn’t love it anymore—it must be some stray picked up along the way.

But then, seeing Dahei enthusiastically accept a bone from Wang Ping, Little Four froze, its tail giving an involuntary twitch.

Halfway through devouring another rib, Wang Ping heard the whining move closer to his chair. Looking down, he saw Little Four squished under Dahei’s legs, wagging its tail desperately at Wang Ping.

Wang Ping sighed internally: You’ve completely abandoned your wolf pride, haven’t you?

“Still claiming this isn’t a dog?” Grandma suddenly interjected. “Do wolves wag their tails like that?”

Gu Lang, busy shoveling rice into his mouth, assumed Grandma was addressing Wang Ping and paid no heed—until a sharp tap of chopsticks landed squarely on his head.

“Ow…” Gu Lang clutched his skull, looking up in confusion. “Grandma, why’d you hit me?”

“You brat, ignoring me like that!” Grandma scolded, glaring. Then her tone shifted unexpectedly. Pointing at Little Four, who was still wagging its tail cutely on the floor, she asked, “Have you named this puppy yet?”

Wang Ping, who had been silently mocking Gu Lang’s misfortune, froze upon hearing the second half of Grandma’s question. He shot a sympathetic glance at Little Four.

“Poor kid,” Wang Ping muttered. “Looks like you’ve reached this stage too.”

“Hehe…” Gu Lang chuckled nervously, glancing at Wang Ping. When met with an oily middle claw salute, he quickly plastered on a flattering smile. “Nope, I haven’t named him yet! I can’t think of any good names; we’re waiting for Grandma to come up with something perfect! For now, we just call him ‘Xiao Lang (Little Wolf).’”

“Xiao Lang(Gu Lang’s nickname)?” Grandma raised an eyebrow skeptically. “How generous of you—to give away your own name just because he doesn’t have one.”

“Pfft…”

Wang Ping spat out the half-chewed meat, splattering Dahei’s face. The loyal dog didn’t mind, lapping it all up eagerly. Watching this made Wang Ping nauseous, and he couldn’t bring himself to eat the rest of his rib. So, he tossed it to Dahei.

It was as though Grandma had eyes in the back of her head. No sooner had Wang Ping handed off the rib than she slapped a fresh one onto his plate.

Delighted, Wang Ping dug in again. But halfway through chewing, he noticed Dahei placing the discarded bone gently in front of Little Four. Unable to bite through it, the pup resorted to licking it furiously, its tail wagging faster than ever.

After observing the scene, Grandma mused aloud, “Hmm… This one’s clearly a . Let’s call him HaHa… Wait, no, HaHa won’t do.”

A massive sweat drop formed on Wang Ping’s forehead. He glanced at Gu Lang, who had buried his face in his bowl, shoulders shaking uncontrollably with suppressed laughter.

Just then, Grandma abruptly set down her chopsticks, turned around, and hoisted Little Four by the scruff of its neck, inspecting beneath it. The poor pup whimpered pitifully. Instinctively, Wang Ping squeezed his legs together, recalling his own traumatic experience.

“It’s a boy,” Grandma declared with a sigh. “If only it were a girl—we could’ve paired her with Dahei when she grew up…”

“Woof…” Dahei responded, its expression unreadable—shock? Disgust? Who knew?

“Well, given his patchy fur, I initially thought of calling him Flower. But since he’s male, that won’t work. We’ll call him instead!”

Apparently convinced that Little Four was indeed a Husky, Grandma plopped him back onto the ground and settled the matter casually.

Wang Ping couldn’t quite grasp the logic between “Flower” and “QiQi” being gender-specific, but if Grandma said so, there must be a connection. From this, he could now understand slightly why Gu Lang’s thought process often diverged from everyone else’s.

By the time dinner ended and Little Four—now christened QiQi—climbed laboriously upstairs following Wang Ping into the bedroom, refusing to leave despite repeated attempts to shoo him away, Wang Ping suddenly realized something was off.

“Holy crap! Just because he’s male, he gets out of being called Flower—but I’m also male! Why am I stuck with Huanhuan?”

Arguing with Grandma about fairness remained an insurmountable challenge for Wang Ping.

So, he remained Huanhuan.

Once fully relaxed, Wang Ping began worrying about his teammates’ fates. The chaos during their escape from the left many questions unanswered.

Sneaking another peek at the internal mission report online, Wang Ping discovered the ordeal wasn’t over. The latest assignment involved tracking down the ’s exact whereabouts and identifying those involved. As a former participant, Wang Ping understood the hidden implications: they’d been played by poachers, and Team Three likely hadn’t even figured out who they were dealing with yet.

The focus of the investigation was clear—find these individuals, monitor them, and exact revenge where necessary. However, such actions skirted official protocols, blatantly stepping on ’s toes, which would undoubtedly lead to bureaucratic squabbles between bosses.

Thinking of , Wang Ping wondered whether she was merely an inexperienced hitchhiker or part of one of the groups involved.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t much Wang Ping could do beyond idle speculation. Convincing someone to let him tag along on missions wouldn’t be easy this time. Team Three’s current pursuit lacked a specific location—as usual, their briefs rarely included concrete destinations.

“Forget it, might as well stay home and embrace laziness,” Wang Ping sighed, snapping his laptop shut and kicking it under the bed to gather dust.

The high-altitude trip had tanned Gu Lang significantly. In the days that followed, besides lounging around like a corpse, he occasionally snuck into the bedroom to apply skincare products secretly.

Though the doctor advised Gu Lang to recuperate at home, he dared not tell Grandma outright, fearing she’d lock him in a dark room and force-feed him herbal medicine. Thus, “recuperation” mostly meant staying indoors and avoiding adventures.

Coupled with the internet fame he gained from saving the wolf king, Gu Lang spent his downtime grinning stupidly at the screen while surfing the web in the study. At least boredom wasn’t an issue.

TLN: From now, Dahei and Little Four will be referred to using he/him pronouns. Previously, “it” was used based on two reasons: first, the original Chinese referred to animals using neutral pronouns; second, their genders weren’t confirmed. Now that their genders are clear, the pronouns will be adjusted accordingly.

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