Seeing her stamring tone and indecisive expression, Gu Mian would be a fool to believe her. Typically, when characters in TV dramas hid their true situation using hesitant phrases like, "I'm fine," or "It's nothing," they usually ended up dead within a few episodes. Gu Mian seriously wondered if 007 would kick the bucket in a few episodes too.
Knowing that Gu Mian didn't believe her, 007 admitted, "It's nothing serious, just a prerequisite mission that needs to be completed before the profession can actually be initiated."
The Beast Tar profession is so troubleso, Gu Mian thought. It even requires a prerequisite mission.
Fatty, who had been listening to their conversation by the window, enthusiastically chid in, "I recall you didn't receive any prerequisite mission when you beca a Doctor, did you? I previously discussed professions with Miss Fortune-Teller, and she didn't ntion needing to complete a prerequisite mission either. It seems the Beast Tar profession is quite unique."
Speaking of which, professions like 'Doctor' and 'Fortune-Teller' didn't have any predecessors. Gu Mian wondered what the future developnt path for these professions would be.
The 'Beast Tar' profession, however, had a genuine pioneer: Lu Yi. In Paradise World, he had tad nurous Lower Class People, making them perform for the entertainnt of the Upper Class People. He deceived the perforrs with false hopes, leading them to their doom. He even went mad, planting bombs in the audience sections and blowing up everyone—both Upper Class People and Lower Class People alike.
Would 007 also turn out this way?
Gu Mian could already imagine 007 committing arson, murder, and plunder.
"Miss 007, what's this prerequisite mission you ntioned?" Fatty, not as pensive as Gu Mian, was simply curious about the current matter.
"I was instructed to ta a 'beast'," 007 said, not quite understanding. "I don't know what constitutes taming. I used to have a little dog that always listened to . If that counts as taming, then it wouldn't be hard. But small animals are rare nowadays, and I haven't managed to catch any these past few days."
Gu Mian hadn't seen much of 007 after they left the Seventh World; it seed she had gone looking for animals.
Fatty began to worry on 007's behalf. "Catching animals must be difficult in the current situation. My father taught how to catch sparrows when I was young. When we get back, I'll set a trap in the yard and try to catch a little sparrow for Miss 007. We can see if a bird will work for the mission."
"You're quite the catcher," Gu Mian remarked drily. Sparrows were quite temperantal, he mused. If Fatty caught one today, it would probably die of indignation by tomorrow.
Fatty missed Gu Mian's sarcastic undertone and, thinking he was being complinted, scratched his head, a little embarrassed.
While the three of them were talking, Mr. Green kept his eyes glued to the supermarket across the street, looking like he was very keen on getting revenge.
Unfortunately, they didn't spot the three robbers all day. As day turned into night, the moon rose high, and the streets beca nearly deserted, Fatty declared the day's mission over.
"It's already eleven at night," Fatty said, looking at his luminous digital watch in the dark. "I suppose no one would dare to co out at this hour. Doctor, let's pack up and head back."
Mr. Green reluctantly left the window, already looking forward to resuming the stakeout the next day.
"I'm tired too," Gu Mian said, glancing at the still brightly lit supermarket across the street. "Let's go back and sleep."
The supermarket didn't close at night. If one had to sleep on the streets, they could choose the supermarket entrance. At least the light from there would offer so sense of security.
"By the way, Doctor, the fridge is nearly empty," Fatty rembered. "Let's go to the supermarket and buy so more food." He recalled there was only half a head of cabbage left in the fridge.
Since they were so close to the supermarket, they might as well grab so groceries, so Gu Mian and the others headed into the supermarket to shop.
As Gu Mian frequented this supermarket, the clerks were all used to him. Initially, they would be terrified whenever Gu Mian appeared, but now they barely paid him any mind.
The cashier at the entrance noticed soone co in. He looked up, saw it was Gu Mian, then nonchalantly lowered his head again, continuing to play Link-Up on a handheld ga console. He had long grown accustod to seeing Gu Mian around all the ti.
Since Mr. Green wasn't a player, he couldn't use a supermarket ticket. So, Gu Mian placed him in the pet deposit area. To think this supermarket was considerate enough to have a designated pet deposit area, Gu Mian mused. I can bring Xiao Hong here next ti.
Mr. Green crouched in the pet deposit area, his face turning as green as the bandana on his head.
In the fresh produce section, Fatty selected two pieces of beef brisket and ten tomatoes, announcing he would make beef brisket stewed with tomatoes tomorrow.
After selecting the at and tomatoes, he went to pick out so bamboo shoots.
When he finished, he realized Gu Mian was gone. After looking around, he found Gu Mian by a shelf full of plush dolls, talking to a sales clerk.
"Do you sell dogs here? The kind that go WOOF WOOF."
In the end, Gu Mian didn't buy a dog. The salesperson recomnded a lively goose instead. It even pecked Gu Mian's hand when he reached for it.
007 never imagined Gu Mian would buy her a goose while grocery shopping. When he handed her the goose, Gu Mian earnestly reminded her, "This goose bites."
007 was still dazed even after returning to the apartnt, goose in her arms.
What was this goose for?
After thinking for a long ti, it dawned on her that this was the 'beast' Gu Mian had chosen for her. This goose was to help her complete the Beast Tar prerequisite mission.
But this goose looked so defiant and unruly; it would probably be very difficult to ta.
As she was thinking, the goose beside her suddenly bit her hard. After biting her, it proudly raised its neck, hopped onto the bed, and settled down, clearly claiming the spot as its own territory.
"Doctor, you picked a goose for Miss 007," Fatty said in Gu Mian's room as he put the purchased groceries into the refrigerator. "I sohow feel that goose is even less reliable than a sparrow. It even bites! My hand is all red from its bite."
The supermarket wasn't a Circus; there were no tigers or lions for Gu Mian to choose from.
That goose had originally been intended for roasting; Gu Mian bought it before it could be plucked.
Fatty closed the refrigerator door. "I hope Miss 007 can overco this difficulty and successfully complete her mission."
Wishes are always more beautiful than reality.
After the goose arrived, 007 spent several days with it, trying to bond. She even took the goose with her during stakeouts to cultivate a relationship, but the mission still showed no signs of progress.
One day, from the window, Gu Mian saw 007 walking the goose in the apartnt courtyard. The goose always walked ahead, its head held high. If it fell behind, it would angrily flap its wings, stretch its neck, and HONK loudly.
Not paying attention, the goose fell behind 007 again. It angrily flapped its wings, flew up onto a nearby clothes-drying rod, and after letting out several loud SQUAWKS at 007 from its high perch, it arrogantly lifted its rear and pooped on a black sweater hanging on the rod.
Suddenly, a red shadow shot out, grabbed the goose, and wrestled it down from the clothes-drying rod.
It was Xiao Hong.
The goose, clutched in her hand, let out terrified SQUAWKS and stretched its neck to peck at Xiao Hong's already uncoly face.
007 paced anxiously nearby, unsure how to diate the fight.
A chaotic scene of flapping and squawking followed.
Finally, Gu Mian had to intervene to pull the ghost and the goose apart. Fatty, just returning from delivering food to Xiao Qiao and the others, witnessed this scene and marveled at how incredibly brave the goose was to dare peck even Xiao Hong.
Then, Fatty noticed the poop on the black sweater. "Who pooped on the Doctor's clothes!"
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