Ten minutes later.
The Great Xia dog, Wangzai, was completely stiff, its body temperature falling below zero, and its two dog eyes were entirely glazed over.
"Bang!"
It fell to the ground, four stiff dog legs pointing straight at the ceiling.
Not only that.
Wangzai's heartbeat became extremely weak, so faint that even pressing an ear to its chest wouldn't guarantee hearing it.
Anyone seeing this scene would certainly think it was a dead dog.
But in reality, it wasn't.
As a dog with superpower traits, it was still stubbornly alive.
"Oh no!"
Wangzai's consciousness was slightly scattered, and it heard its owner's muttering voice by its ear.
"The dumb dog couldn't have kicked the bucket, right? Without Wangzai, who's going to do the laundry and cooking?"
Wangzai felt a bit angry.
I'm not a dumb dog!
It immediately felt that its owner seemed to poke its belly with a finger.
