– HWHIFG | Volume 1 – Chapter 7

The situation became awkward.

Ten minutes ago, they had taken turns saying goodbye to the eagle-headed monster. Ten minutes later, they were meeting again. Even people visiting home regularly weren’t this diligent.

Zhou Mo coughed lightly.

“Basically, I missed you, you know? And honestly, the longer I look at those round eyes of yours, the cuter they seem.”

The eagle-headed angel: “…………”

“Woof.” Wuwang found it rather appetizing too.

Before, it had failed to appreciate the bird monster properly. Only after visiting Hell and witnessing a grand feast of maggot-infested horrors did it realize how clean and hygienic the bird monster actually was.

To have such a bird—what more could a dog ask for?

It politely opened its mouth and took a small bite.

Before it could savor the taste…

The prey in its mouth suddenly moved.

The territorial restriction that had confined the eagle-headed angel seemed to vanish instantly. The angel stepped across the invisible boundary and advanced toward the group.

Its snake-gold eagle eyes didn’t even spare a glance for Wu Wang chewing on its ankle. Instead, they locked onto the gathered humans.

“Holy shit!!”

Zhou Mo practically jumped straight up.

As a model student who never swore in public, he felt like he’d used up a lifetime’s quota of profanity in a single day.

“It broke character—no, wait, it’s ignoring territory restrictions now!!”

A blood-scented gale rushed toward them.

The eagle-headed angel’s golden eyes narrowed into slits. Its enormous beak opened wide, revealing a crimson throat and countless fragments of bone lodged inside.

Some of the bones weren’t completely crushed. One could vaguely recognize parts of a leg bone. A piece of pelvis.

Zhou Mo screamed:

“AAAAAHHH! Take my Light Shield!”

He shouted impressively, but the square platform created by his skill was only half the size of a person and placed horizontally. It could barely shield a chicken.

Still, his outburst made Fu Guang, who had once again drifted into his own thoughts, raise his head slightly.

Without much thought, he stuffed the two flesh-balls into the nearby skin sack.

“…”

The eagle-headed angel froze mid-charge.

“?”

Wu Wang released its bite, puzzled by how the prey kept alternating between moving and standing still like a lagging video game character.

When it opened its mouth to take another bite, the eagle-headed angel had already folded its wings and begun trudging back toward its territory.

Wu Wang bit nothing but air.

Wu Wang: “??”

Zhou Mo slapped his thigh and muttered:

“I get it! The monster must have gone crazy because it saw the little demons! This is Heaven after all. If demons invade, angels naturally prioritize attacking their mortal enemies!”

But Fu Guang had merely hidden the little demons inside the sack.

And the eagle-headed angel immediately abandoned its attack and retreated behind the boundary.

Seriously…

Was its brain really that tiny?

If it couldn’t see the demons, it simply assumed they didn’t exist?

It wasn’t even as competent as the angel swarm from before.

At least those angels had continued circling for several minutes after Fu Guang used his concealment talisman.

Being influenced by bad company, Zhou Mo couldn’t help slipping into conspiracy-theory mode.

He eyed Fu Guang suspiciously.

Could it be that the angel swarm had lingered so long because Fu Guang intentionally lured them?

And what about just now?

Fu Guang had clearly been daydreaming, yet the moment he looked up, he knew to hide the little demons with the sack.

It was almost as if he had anticipated this situation from the beginning and already knew that if the demons were hidden from sight, the eagle-headed angel would stop attacking.

Sensing Zhou Mo’s poorly concealed stare, Fu Guang finally focused his wandering gaze.

He smiled good-naturedly.

His expression and explanation were equally flawless.

“I simply wrapped them up instinctively. Who would’ve thought it would have such an effect?”

His gentle demeanor and tone almost made people feel guilty for doubting someone so kind.

But after witnessing Fu Guang’s dangerous side several times, Zhou Mo wasn’t so easily fooled anymore.

“Really…?”

While Zhou Mo continued pressing him suspiciously, Wu Wang had already begun wagging its tail happily and trotting after its food.

If this had been ten minutes earlier, it might not have been so enthusiastic.

No matter how clean the eagle-headed monster was, it still couldn’t fill its stomach.

But now…

Whether because he had starved too long or simply become numb to hunger, Wu Wang suddenly didn’t feel particularly hungry anymore.

Its spirits were high again.

It had returned to its usual state:

Seeing something meant wanting to destroy it.

This was simply a normal day in the life of a husky.

If it wasn’t full, it wanted to eat everything.

If it was full, it wanted to dismantle everything.

Wu Wang eagerly prepared to torment its rations, only to have Xiao Tao grab one of its paws.

“Something’s wrong. Wait.”

Xiao Tao had been frowning at the skin sack, wondering how exactly one was supposed to feed little demons.

Only after the eagle-headed angel’s sudden outburst did he notice something horrifying.

“…Brother Husky.”

He stared at Wu Wang solemnly.

“Why has your hunger value dropped to 500?”

Good heavens.

What had this dog secretly eaten?!

Like a pet owner whose dog had swallowed an expensive pair of earbuds, Xiao Tao couldn’t help grabbing both of Wu Wang’s front paws and shaking the husky vigorously.

“A whole Power Angel only lowered your hunger from 999 to 998! What on earth did you just eat to drop it this much?!”

“Woof!”

Wu Wang placed a paw squarely on Xiao Tao’s forehead.

This two-legged creature was starting to overstep his bounds.

While Wu Wang’s opinion of him had improved slightly thanks to his efforts in protecting it from dog-obsessed weirdos, disrespecting the pack leader was still unacceptable.

Even after being pushed away, Xiao Tao kept thinking.

“There weren’t any monsters nearby… The two little demons are still here, the monster swarm didn’t catch us… So what exactly did you eat?!”

He couldn’t understand it.

Couldn’t figure it out.

After clawing at his hair in frustration, Xiao Tao squatted in front of Wu Wang again.

“Brother Husky. You can’t just eat random contaminated stuff! What did you swallow? Spit it out!”

“Woof?”

Wu Wang looked back innocently, sitting upright and dignified.

A few seconds later, it lifted a paw and placed it in Xiao Tao’s outstretched hand.

Xiao Tao: “…Brother Husky, I’m not trying to shake hands with you. Though it is pretty cute.”

He hardened his heart despite how adorably soft the gesture was.

“What exactly did you eat?”

The dog didn’t know.

The dog was bored.

Wu Wang began absentmindedly stepping on the platform beneath its feet, applying a little pressure with its claws.

Click.

A crack suddenly appeared on the smooth floor.

A hexagonal hidden hatch was forced open.

The door panel dropped straight downward.

Judging by the sound, it landed on something.

Curious, Wu Wang perked up its pointed ears and peered down through the opening.

It met a pair of amber-yellow eyes.

An angel that had only recently returned to its dormitory and was immediately struck on the head by a falling hatch:

“…”

It stared gloomily at the canine culprit above.

Its head bent backward like a flip phone, nearly touching the back of its neck.

Normally, such a grotesque posture would have terrified players.

But the dog leaning over the opening merely stared at the food below.

Then a strand of drool dripped from the corner of its mouth.

Like a crow spotting fruit inside a bottle.

Like a cat discovering goldfish in a bathtub.

Wu Wang immediately dove into the hole.

The only ones startled by the entire event were Xiao Tao, Zhou Mo, and the angel who had already lost most of one wing.

Fortunately, Wu Wang ate very quickly.

For angels, death was practically painless.

Within seconds, the room was empty except for a few battered military backpacks piled in a corner.

Zhou Mo stared through the opening in shock.

Only after a moment did he jump down too.

“Brother Husky, don’t chew the bags! Let me see if there’s any clue inside!”

After searching all the backpacks, he found a canteen, several packs of compressed biscuits, and a silver badge.

The badge was shaped like an intersecting cross.

On the bottom was engraved a string of numbers:

51°30’N, 0.1°5’E

Fu Guang and Xiao Tao glanced at the coordinates.

Then both turned toward Zhou Mo.

“This is a location, right?” Xiao Tao asked. “Where is it?”

Zhou Mo: “…………”

“Bro, I’m not Google Maps. How would I know? The only coordinates I’ve memorized are the Bermuda Triangle’s, and that’s just because I thought they sounded cool…”

Xiao Tao scolded him.

“You’re too specialized. Can’t you focus on your studies more? Other people’s kids can tell you what page every fact is on. I ask you one tiny set of coordinates and you’re completely clueless?”

Zhou Mo: “…………”

Seriously?!

Why was he still getting lectured about academics inside a death game?!

He wasn’t convinced.

“Then do you know? You look like you’re in college. You’ve learned more than me.”

Xiao Tao shrugged.

“I was severely injured and unconscious in a dungeon once. After being rescued, I lost many of my memories.”

“…Oh.”

Zhou Mo immediately fell silent.

Wu Wang tilted its head, unable to understand why the arguing humans had suddenly stopped talking.

Not that it cared.

The dog tensed its muscles and leapt.

Using both walls as footholds, it shot out of the room.

Like a shorebird that had accidentally discovered how to pry open clams, Wu Wang deliberately repeated the process.

Everywhere its paws landed, doors crashed open.

Roughly one in every three or four “clams” contained delicious angel meat.

Its tail soon began wagging happily again.

The humans followed behind, searching the rooms while Wu Wang feasted.

“Biscuits… badges… We’ve searched so many rooms. Did none of these soldiers keep journals?”

“What normal person keeps a diary? The pages we found before came from those zombies. Who knows how long they spent searching Hell to gather those scraps?”

“Still, we found a page in Heaven too. That means at least one soldier in Heaven kept a journal…”

Zhou Mo suddenly froze.

He stared at the sack behind Fu Guang.

“T-the little demons… They tore through the sack and crawled out.”

“Woof?”

Wuwang glanced over mid-meal and nearly vomited the wing in its mouth.

People could have many teeth.

Many tongues.

But they absolutely could not have many worms.

That was the bottom line for a domesticated dog.

The ugly flesh-balls seemed unconcerned with their appearance.

The moment they escaped the sack, they crawled toward Wu Wang while drooling murky saliva.

“…”

Wu Wang’s stomach churned violently.

It immediately abandoned the rest of its food and retreated to the far side of the room.

The two flesh-balls slowly crawled to the discarded wing.

Every wrinkle on their bodies split open, revealing rows of tiny teeth and wriggling white worms.

Then they began devouring the wing.

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.

The sound echoed through the room.

Zhou Mo froze for a few seconds.

Then he hurriedly checked his pocket watch.

[Adopt a little demon and feed it 10 times (1/10)]

“Demons eat angels?”

Xiao Tao remained much calmer.

Then he checked his own watch.

“Then my mission is probably to catch demons and feed them to angels.”

For now, he ignored where he was supposed to find a little angel.

Instead, he wrapped up one of the uglier flesh-balls in the sack—the one with intact horns—and followed Wu Wang to the next room.

He gently knocked open another door.

The angel inside:

“…”

A heavenly husky descended.

Wu Wang devoured most of it in one breath.

The remaining wing tip, too small to be worth eating, was abandoned in disgust.

Xiao Tao dumped out the ugly flesh-ball.

“Here, here. Eat.”

The little demon: “…………”

Zhou Mo poked his head inside.

“Why isn’t it eating?”

Fu Guang casually placed the flesh-ball he’d been carrying beside the wing.

Then he copied Xiao Tao.

“Here.”

The bald, disabled demon:

“…”

“Is it full?” Fu Guang actually crouched down, gazing at the little demon with the same gentle eyes he used when speaking to people. “Would you prefer to eat later?”

Setting everything else aside, he truly was handsome.

Combined with Heaven’s naturally soft lighting, it almost looked as though the demon might be purified by holy light at any moment.

Then Wu Wang watched that beautiful hand—one that looked like a work of art—mercilessly press down on the little demon’s head and force it face-first into the wing.

“Waaah—Waaah—”

The demon struggled wildly, crying as though it were the abused player.

Fu Guang’s expression remained warm and gentle.

“I didn’t give you permission. Keep eating.”

His calculations were obvious.

“After eating half a wing, you’ve already grown a little. Once you’ve eaten ten meals, will you be about the size of a Power Angel?”

“That would be perfect. Then I can feed you to the dog.”

Complete the feeding quest.

Solve the problem of what to do with the grown demon.

And fill the husky’s stomach.

A perfect food chain.

Three birds with one stone.

He wasn’t raising a little demon.

He was farming high-protein dog food.

Wu Wang: “…………”

Okay, that was actually pretty smart…

But absolutely not!!