Seeing the optional quest pop up from the system, Xia Xi inwardly cheered, “System bro, you’re my savior!”
Sure, he still had to turn into a dog and bite people himself, but that actually worked in his favor—after all, a stray dog biting someone doesn’t come with legal consequences. If a human bit someone, though, that’d mean paying compensation.
Plus, biting as a dog packed quite a punch.
Whoever he bit would have their body parts randomly swapped with another bite victim. So if he went and sank his teeth into both the old lady and that wanna-be tough guy Da Zhuang at the same time… hehehe.
No time like the present.
Xia Xi gently patted Bai Xiaocha on the head twice, told him to wait right there, then transformed into a big dog and shot off like a bullet.
(PS: Sure, they were supposedly heading toward the bank, but Xia Xi actually led Bai Xiaocha into an alley along the way—no cameras, no witnesses. As for whether that makes logical sense… just don’t overthink it, okay?)
Da Zhuang was supporting the old lady, his eyes locked onto the unfortunate father-daughter pair who’d had the bad luck of crossing their path.
Society these days—kindness is the cheapest currency around. Every shred of goodwill people show just becomes a tool for others to take advantage of.
That’s exactly why so many people think college students are easy to fool. Fresh out of school, they’re too soft-hearted, too quick to believe what they’re told, and too ready to do things that end with them getting sold out while still counting the money for their sellers.
Da Zhuang watched the pair turn into the alley and didn’t rush. He knew they wouldn’t dare run. And if they did try to bolt, he’d just post the whole thing online and let public opinion do the heavy lifting.
When the pressure mounted, they’d come crawling back with cash—and by then, ten thousand bucks wouldn’t even cut it anymore.
“Woof woof woof!”
“Boss, look—there’s a dog charging out of that alley.”
Er Zhuang gave Da Zhuang a sycophantic grin, pointing at the big dog that Xia Xi had turned into.
“Dog, schmog. What’s that got to do with us? We’re after money.”
Da Zhuang couldn’t care less. All this acting they were putting on—it was for one thing only: those dirty bills. Nothing else interested him.
“Uh, boss… dog meat hotpot is seriously good stuff. Major tonic.”
Er Zhuang was practically drooling at the sight of that meaty mutt.
“Boss, I’m craving dog.”
With Da Zhuang right there, he didn’t dare act on his own—he had to get the green light first.
Besides, with all these onlookers around, if he just went and beat a stray dog to death without any provocation, wouldn’t that put him on the wrong side of public opinion?
“If you wanna eat it, go catch it. It’s just a stray. Nobody’s gonna say squat if you kill it.”
Da Zhuang waved a dismissive hand.
Hell, he wouldn’t even blink if it were someone’s pet, let alone a stray. If anyone asked later, he’d just say the dog wasn’t leashed and was running loose in the street—figured it was a stray.
These days, catching a stray and turning it into hotpot isn’t illegal. Sure, some dog lovers might raise a stink, but for guys like Da Zhuang who have zero moral compass, their only response would be: “Already ate it—you want me to puke it back out?”
“You got it.”
With his boss’s approval, Er Zhuang sprinted toward Xia Xi without a second thought. Didn’t even grab a stick—just charged in empty-handed.
In his mind, taking down one dog was nothing. Bare hands were more than enough.
As Er Zhuang ran at him, Xia Xi ran right back.
Honestly, Xia Xi was thinking: “What do you know—someone actually volunteering to get bitten by a dog. That’s a first.”
Xia Xi wasn’t greedy. As soon as he got close to Er Zhuang, he gave the guy’s calf a light nip, then didn’t hesitate for a second—he bolted straight for the crowd around Da Zhuang.
Er Zhuang hadn’t expected the dog to bite and run. He froze for a moment, and by the time he snapped out of it, Xia Xi had already chomped down on some heavy-makeup woman in Da Zhuang’s crew.
Suddenly, Er Zhuang felt an itch around his earlobe.
He reached up to scratch it—and his fingers brushed against something hard. His face went rigid.
Forget the rabid dog—he whipped out his phone, opened the front camera, and aimed it at his ear.
There, dangling from his earlobe, was a silver-white earring.
“What the hell?!”
He yelped.
How the heck did a woman’s earring end up on his ear? And this ear—it clearly wasn’t the one he was born with!
In the crowd, after biting the woman, Xia Xi darted toward the old lady. In that chaos, not a single person managed to grab him.
Then, faster than you could blink, he gave the old lady a light nip on the foot, spun around, and sank his teeth into Da Zhuang’s calf.
To be honest, Xia Xi found it pretty gross, so he didn’t even break the skin—didn’t even tear their clothes.
But the system’s power was conceptual. As long as he performed the act of biting, that person was marked.
“Something feels off…”
Da Zhuang bent down and rubbed the spot where Xia Xi had bitten him. No pain. But weirdly, he had this nagging feeling that he was missing something.
The next second, an unbearable urge to pee hit him out of nowhere—and then it clicked what he’d lost.
The faithful companion that had been with him for decades was suddenly… gone.
Meanwhile, the old lady was staring down at her own lower body in utter shock. She could feel a vibrant, unmistakable presence down there—and the urgent need to relieve herself had completely vanished.
Clearly, Da Zhuang and the old lady had swapped the most crucial parts of each other.
Since the swap had just happened, Da Zhuang hadn’t adjusted to the new equipment, and the old lady had been holding it for way too long. The result? Da Zhuang lost control and let loose—right there on the ground.
“No way, did that guy just wet himself?”
“Ugh—smells like piss. First they try to scam that poor girl, and now this guy’s crapping himself in public?”
“Morals are hitting rock bottom, I tell ya!”
The crowd of onlookers all whipped out their phones, recording videos and posting them to short-video sites. It wouldn’t be long before this public urination disaster got turned into all sorts of meme-worthy clips.
Modern netizens never let a good spectacle go to waste.
“Get that dog!”
Humiliated beyond belief, Da Zhuang flew into a rage, pointing at Xia Xi—who was still running around biting people—and hurling curses.
He’d figured it out. It was definitely that dog. Everyone that mutt bit ended up with their body parts swapped for someone else’s!
And as for himself…
Da Zhuang shot a dark, furious glare at the old lady, who was still frozen in shock.
