Everyone's on a time-travel adventure! I'm raising city beasts in a post-apocalyptic world

After Lin Feng leveled up to level 1, he had an extra slot for a beast taming. Xiao Xuan was his first beast taming, and he didn't have a second one yet.

Black dog blood can ward off evil spirits and repel strange creatures. If we form a contract with that black dog and upgrade it, will its blood become even stronger, or will it be able to kill strange creatures directly?

If we can deal with the supernatural, who will worry about supernatural attacks at night from now on?

Lin Feng straightened up and looked at Mi Xue.

"That black dog, are you selling it or not?"

Michelle paused for a moment, "Why did you buy a black dog?"

"I am a beast tamer, and my beast is that tortoise. As you can see, I still have a second beast taming slot available, but I haven't found a suitable contract partner yet."

As soon as Lin Feng said this, the people in the car immediately understood. They thought that if Lin Feng could form a contract with that black dog and train it to be like Xiao Xuan, wouldn't he be able to roam freely in the strange world?

"I can ask for you," Mo Qingluan's voice rang out, carrying her unique little baby voice, but her next sentence made Lin Feng's heart skip a beat.

"But that black dog is very important to our convoy, we can't let it go for cheap."

Lin Feng cursed inwardly, thinking that this woman was trying to kill him.

But considering the potential for upgrading after the Black Dog Contract, he gritted his teeth and accepted it.

"Okay, you can ask for me first."

The group continued discussing the recruitment of a hunting team. Wang Lie's goal was clear: to recruit people from the caravan who were willing to join the hunting team, distribute weapons made by Guo Yi, and have the awakened individuals lead the team into the forest to hunt. Of the prey obtained, 50% would go to the hunting team and 50% would be handed over to the awakened individuals for distribution according to their contributions.

"Those who join the hunting team can bring one family member on the bus. Those who don't want to, find their own way to survive. Those who want to reap the benefits without sowing will die!"

After Wang Lie set the tone, no one objected.

Lin Feng listened absentmindedly, his mind filled with the black dog. As soon as the meeting ended, he stood up.

"Sister Qingluan, quick, take me to see that dog."

Mo Qingluan's convoy stopped at the rear of the main force, with more than a dozen vehicles lined up in a row.

At this moment, a group of people surrounded the front of a tour bus.

There were about a dozen, both men and women.

An old man leaned against the tire, holding a black dog tightly in his arms. The old man looked to be in his sixties, with gray hair and a thin body. The veins on his arms were bulging, and he was hunched over, protecting the dog in his arms.

The dog was very small, only a few months old, and completely black without a single stray hair. It looked listless, its head resting on the old man's arm. Its legs were wrapped in bandages, and the blood seeping from the bandages had turned dark brown.

"No, you can't eat it."

The old man's voice was hoarse, and his whole body was trembling.

"Have you forgotten? You were saved by bleeding it out all this way. How can you be so ungrateful?"

Three men stood in front of the old man. The one in the lead was in his thirties and was wearing a wrinkled suit.

"That was before, this is now. Now, with the protection of powerful Awakened Ones in the convoy, can it be the same?"

"Exactly," one of his henchmen stepped forward, "We've been starving all day, what's wrong with eating a dog?"

"That's right, that's right, everything in the car belongs to everyone, take it out!"

The people around started making a fuss.

"Give it to me, old man."

"It's just a dog, not a person."

"We're all celebrities, you're doing us a favor by eating your dog!"

With the crowd cheering, the man in the lead suddenly felt emboldened and reached out to grab the dog from the old man's arms.

"open!"

The old man clung tightly to the dog, shrinking back. Suddenly, he was kicked, falling to the side and landing on the ground. But he still held onto the black dog tightly, refusing to let go.

"What happened?"

Mo Qingluan's voice wasn't loud, but the crowd around her immediately fell silent upon hearing it.

When the man saw that it was Yang Mi, he immediately put on a smiling face.

"Sister Qingluan, everyone's been starving all day. We were just thinking of getting something to eat. This old man has a dog, and we were thinking of stewing it and sharing some with you. The old man is so ungrateful, we're giving him a piece of our mind."

"Let go, give the dog back!"

The man's smile froze for a moment.

"Sister Qingluan, we haven't eaten all day. If we don't eat soon, we'll all starve to death. It's just a dog, I'll give it money..."

He pulled a wad of banknotes from his pocket and waved it in front of the old man.

"See that? Real money. Is that enough?"

The old man didn't even glance at the stack of banknotes; he just held the dog tightly.

"Alright, old man, don't be ungrateful."

He tugged at it, but the old man didn't let go. He tugged again, and the old man's body was dragged forward half a meter. His knee scraped against the gravel, leaving a bloody mark, but he still didn't let go.

"You fucking..."

Lin Feng walked over and, without giving him a chance to speak, raised his foot and kicked the man in the stomach.

The man was kicked backward by Lin Feng and flew straight into the bus with a loud thud. The entire bus shook, and the man slid to the ground, clutching his stomach and curling up in a ball. His mouth was open but he couldn't make a sound, and his face was full of pain and fear.

Upon seeing this, the others all took a step back, not daring to utter a single word.

Lin Feng squatted down, and the old man trembled. He looked at him with wariness and fear in his eyes.

"Old man, don't be afraid, I'm a beast tamer. May I take a look at that dog?"

The old man's grip on the black dog tightened instinctively for a moment, and then he let go after several seconds.

Lin Feng took the black dog.

It was very light. The dog was only a few months old and hadn't eaten much in the past few days, so it felt light as a feather when held in his hands. Lin Feng examined it carefully and confirmed that it was indeed a Wu Hei dog. Folk legend says that it can ward off evil spirits, see through yin and yang, and dispel ghosts. He used to think it was just superstition.

But after traveling to this post-apocalyptic world and encountering real, bizarre creatures like monsters and vengeful spirits, his thoughts about the dog changed completely.

Could something carefully selected by our ancestors be an ordinary product?

"Old man, I'll take this dog. I'll give you ten pounds of rice in exchange. Want it?"

The old man's lips trembled slightly. Ten pounds of rice would be enough for him to eat for half a month in this apocalypse.

Mo Qingluan's voice came from behind.

"Brother Lin Feng, that's not fair of you." She walked over, arms crossed. "This dog is a precious treasure that can ward off evil spirits and drive away ghosts. You think you can trade it for ten pounds of rice?"

She stretched out a slender, fair finger and waved it in front of Lin Feng.

"At least 100 jin (50 kg)."

Lin Feng rolled his eyes.

Sure enough, beautiful women are all black-hearted.

Lin Feng ignored Mo Qingluan and looked down at the old man.

"Sir, here's ten kilograms of rice. I'll also arrange for you to get on the bus at the front of the convoy; it's safer there, and you can get away faster if the fog comes."

Lin Feng thought for a moment. Anyway, Chen Min's bus was empty, and it was hers, so arranging a seat was no big deal.

"I am a beast tamer. I will not eat it. Instead, I will find a way to make it stronger." Lin Feng looked into the old man's eyes and said his last bargaining chip. If he didn't change his offer, he would try a different way to get it.

"Really...not going to eat?"

"I won't eat it."