Chapter 860 - 858: Me, the Mouse...

Looking at his brother’s twitching mouth, Zhou Yaling silently thought to herself that online friends are indeed unreliable.

But is my brother really not researching space shuttles?

"Why do you look so worried?"

Zhou Yaling glanced up and saw her brother’s clueless expression, sighed, and said, "I knew it, you’re researching space shuttles."

"It seems like the company is not far from bankruptcy. A space shuttle, that’s just a bottomless pit."

"Can you not overthink things? If you’re so amazing, then explain what all these labs are researching. As for the company going bankrupt, not to boast, but as long as I’m here, the company won’t go under."

"Right, Candy?"

"Huh? What?" Candy, who was engrossed in her game, looked up confused.

"Never mind, carry on with your game."

Not far away, Xia Xiaomin, who was flipping through documents, heard the conversation between the boss and his sister, but didn’t pay much attention. If it really involved confidential matters, the boss would have already found an excuse to send her away, instead of letting her listen casually.

Space shuttle... maybe, but the possibility of a manned spaceship using rockets as the carrier is greater.

If I were the boss, I would choose to advance two major projects simultaneously.

"Zero, they’re opening the dragon on the other side, get the dragon quickly, Little Egg!"

"Relax, relax, don’t be hasty, everything is within my precise calculations."

The next second, Zero threw a second skill into the dragon pit without hesitation.

Sure enough, he succeeded in stealing the dragon again.

"Hahaha, Zero, look, they’re saying we’re cheating; we’ve stolen the dragon twice, it’s ridiculous."

"Ignore them, push the crystal in one wave and make them angry."

......

Under the moonlight, four "lanterns" were particularly conspicuous in the darkness. It was Bun and Little Grey, who had run outside in the middle of the night to cool off.

At this moment, Bun and Little Grey, lying in the grass, had been staring intently at a mouse hole not far away for over ten minutes. Despite this, Little Grey and Bun didn’t feel tired; instead, they felt increasingly energetic.

In that mouse hole, there didn’t seem to be a mouse, but rather a beloved toy.

That’s right, a toy; well-fed Bun and Little Grey wouldn’t sit here for half a day for a piece of meat.

Suddenly, a faint sound came through the silent air, and Little Grey and Bun perked up their ears simultaneously. Bun, who was chunky, was ready to pounce at any moment.

The next second, a pair of small, glowing green eyes peeked out from the hole.

A plump mouse with gray fur, round ears, a pointed nose, whiskers twitching, and two small green eyes darting around, shrank back into the hole at the slightest noise the moment Bun made a move.

"Meow~"

Frustrated, Bun hit the mouse hole’s entrance with his paw, frightening the big mouse, who was about to peek again, into hiding deep underground.

Far away on the roof of the villa, Hawkeye, who was chewing gum, raised the corner of his mouth slightly. It was quite amusing, a rare moment of fun.

He didn’t believe Bun could catch a mouse with that physique.

Always indulging with Candy, it was unlikely he still had the skills to catch mice.

However, what happened next left Hawkeye stunned, rubbing his eyes in disbelief.

After multiple confirmations, Hawkeye took a deep breath. Indeed, Bun had become quite the character, even directing Little Grey to dig.

This was an unyielding pursuit to capture the mouse.

The question is, how do cats and dogs achieve such cross-species precise communication?

Under the night vision, Little Grey dug more and more vigorously, and Hawkeye could already picture the scene where the boss wakes up tomorrow and stares in shock at the large hole dug out in the greenery right outside the gate.

Ha-hoo~ Ha-hoo~

Beside him, Bun wagged his tail with a pleased smile, convinced that it was impossible for the mouse to escape.

Poor me, today I’ve fallen into despair. This was supposed to be a refreshing autumn night, perfect for venturing out and feasting, yet tonight I am doomed to sleeplessness.

Because I’ll become a toothpick for the cat.

The massive head fills me with despair; I knew I shouldn’t have settled here.

The commotion grew louder, and I could only curl up in a corner trembling, regretting my laziness for not digging an extra hole which might have been my escape route.

"Meow~"

Bun poked his head in for a look, patted Little Grey’s head, signaling him to keep digging.

At dawn, when the sky in the east just began to lighten, awoken by his biological clock, Mo Jingchun stretched and got up.

"Zero, turn off the air conditioning, open the window for ventilation."

"Roger that."

At the front door on the first floor, Zero, who had been stationed there with a small stool since midnight, said "roger that" and then glanced at Bun and Little Grey covered in dirt in the yard, as well as...the big mouse shivering in fear surrounded by Little Grey and Bun, daring not to escape.

The mouse didn’t want to escape, but after a night of torment, it already knew it couldn’t get out of this situation.

"You two are done for, the boss is up."

"Once Candy wakes up, you’re even more done."

No doubt about it, the boss would never allow dirt-covered Bun and Little Grey into the house.

And bathing Bun and Little Grey would surely fall to Candy in the end.

Poor kid, asleep in bed, yet work comes to her out of a dream.

After a simple wash, sporting sneakers, Mo Jingchun went downstairs and immediately saw Zero sitting at the door.

This puzzled Mo Jingchun, as Zero would typically spend the night in Candy’s bedroom; what had stirred him up to compete for Little Grey’s job today?

Right then, Zero, holding a ruler, looked back at the boss and grinned: "Boss, come on over, Bun and Little Grey have prepared a big surprise for you."

The moment Zero mentioned the word "surprise," Mo Jingchun knew it wasn’t going to be good news; surprise was false, the trouble those two caused last night was the real deal.

Mental preparation in hand, Mo Jingchun walked over at a leisurely pace.

At first glance, Mo Jingchun was unsure, rubbed his eyes to look again, but the scene hadn’t changed. Nothing had transformed.

Covered in mud, they’ve really become dirt dogs.

"Meow~"

Looking at the survival-driven mouse under Bun’s feet, Mo Jingchun’s mouth twitched.

"Boss, the bigger surprise is in the greenery area across the yard."

"What?" Mo Jingchun strode out and saw Wild Wolf and a few others marveling in front of a large hole.

"Boss."

Upon seeing Mo Jingchun stepping out, they quickly moved aside.

Pointing at the nearly half-meter deep pit, Mo Jingchun incredulously asked, "Did Little Grey and Bun do this?"

"Yup yup."

"Unbelievable!"