Chapter 1052: The Darkness Before Dawn

The second floor of the pet store.

Dark interior.

The surroundings were quiet, and from time to time, the sound of elves breathing one after another, as well as the sound of bubbling in the bathroom.

Most of the elves sleep very well, but some elves are very speechless. For example, the snow lion likes to grind its teeth in its dreams and mutters "delicious"; Shihua sometimes wakes up with nightmares, Then wake everyone up loudly; Femas often kicks his legs when he sleeps, so no moving objects can be placed around it; Richard is the most dangerous, sometimes his rectum will suddenly defecate and defecate during sleep...

Vladimir slept under Zhang Zian's bed. Ever since he decided to sleep here, the bed had been cleaned frequently, so it wasn't dirty.

It heard a squeak, and knew that it was π turning over slightly, and the rattan chair in the hanging basket was shaking slightly.

what time is it?

Although its eyes can see clearly in the dark, there is no watch in the room, so it doesn't know the exact time. It can only guess from the dim light passing through the curtains that it should be in the middle of the night, and it should not be far from dawn.

The other elves didn't care about the time. Anyway, they would get up one after another after Zhang Zian woke up in the morning. If Zhang Zian woke up late, they would be happy to sleep a little longer.

rustle……

Outside the window came the rustling sound of sanitation workers sweeping the street.

Vladimir didn't sleep much last night, and kept staring at the ceiling with his eyes open in the dark—that is, Zhang Zian's bed board. It has a lot of things on its mind, and it has been thinking about how to deal with it, as well as specific details.

Its career with the stray cats has developed to a critical stage, and every step of the way will have far-reaching impacts, and it cannot be careless.

But it has no object to discuss with, and everything can only be decided by it after repeated thinking, and one wrong step may result in eternal doom.

There was another slight squeak.

But this time the sound did not come from the hanging basket wicker chair, but from Zhang Zian's bed board.

He probably turned over in a dream, pulled out his phone from under the pillow to check the time, and then continued to sleep. After all, it was too early to get up at this time—although his specific movements could not be seen under the bed board, Flaki Mill could roughly guess.

However, the sheets shook slightly, and two legs dangled from the bed, fumbling for slippers in the dark.

Ok? Did he get up to go to the bathroom? This should be the only explanation.

Next, he should walk towards the door of the bedroom, then push the door open and go to the bathroom next door, because Shihua occupies the bathroom in this bedroom.

Vladimir imagined so, but to its surprise, the legs after stepping into the slippers did not walk towards the door, but deliberately walked lightly towards the window.

Didn't you close the window before going to bed last night? No, in that case it should be able to feel the wind.

What's over there?

The continuous guessing mistakes made it a little depressed, so it stopped guessing altogether, but lifted a corner of the bed sheet, and looked at the window from the darkness.

In front of the window is a desk with a laptop on it, and next to it is π's wicker chair with a hanging basket.

Zhang Zian, who was wearing pajamas, yawned, and gently pulled out the chair and sat down. He moved slowly to avoid making noises that would disturb the sleep of the elves.

Is it sleepwalking?

During the days when Vladimir came to the pet shop, he didn't know that Zhang Zian could sleepwalk, nor did he hear about it from other elves.

Because Zhang Zian really didn't have a reason to get up so early, even if he was open for business, there would be no customers, and it would make Fina lose his temper.

Vladimir stared at him suspiciously and curiously.

Zhang Zian opened the lid of the laptop, pressed the power button, and the fan whistled slightly in this old computer.

Taking advantage of the power-on time, he closed his eyes and took a nap for dozens of seconds until the dazzling light hit his eyelids.

Could it be...

Vladimir remembered what Richard had said to tease Zhang Zian all day long. Could it be that he wanted to use the dead of night to browse a mysterious website called "General Helm"?

Before dawn is the time when people are most sleepy,

Using this time to visit the main rudder is really quite dedicated...

However, after Zhang Zian lowered the brightness of the screen, he did not open the browser, but opened the word software - Vladimir knew this icon, because π would click on the same icon every morning after waking up.

Could it be that he wants to correct the mistakes in the novel for π?

"..."

It's not that it looks down on him, it's that it has a specialization in art, and he can sell pets to fool customers, and change other people's novels.

If it's just to correct the typo, why not save it for the day?

Something unexpected happened again, Zhang Zian did not open the document that π usually writes, but created a new blank document.

No way? Could it be that he has hot eyes and wants to write novels?

He stared at the screen for a while, thinking, and actually began to type on the keyboard, but the movement was very light, and there was hardly any sound except for the slight hum of the fan.

Vladimir emerged from under the bed.

His face reflected the light of the screen, his expression was so focused that he didn't notice its movements.

or...

Vladimir wanted to tell him something, and he didn't want other elves to hear it, so let him take this opportunity to tell him.

It wants to tell him that a storm is coming and changes are coming. If you want to survive this unprecedented storm, it is better to close the store and hide in the countryside in the wilderness. It is still too late to stockpile some supplies today.

Anyway, he has taken it in for so long, and it doesn't want to owe him too much favor, so just repay him like this.

This was one of the questions it pondered last night, and after making up its mind, its heart settled down a lot.

So, it jumped onto the desk nimbly and landed next to the laptop.

Startled, Zhang Zian stopped typing with his fingers, and his golden-rimmed green eyes that seemed to be burning with flames startled him.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was Vladimir through the light of the screen.

"Did I wake you up?" He asked in a low voice.

Vladimir shook his head, "I woke up by myself, no one woke me up."

"Then continue to sleep for a while, it's still early before dawn." He said.

Vladimir was noncommittal, staring sideways at the word document on the screen, and asked, "Are you insomnia? Why did you wake up so early?"

"I didn't have insomnia, but I couldn't sleep, so I got up." Zhang Zian laughed.

"Oh, so what are you writing? A novel?" It asked again, seeing that there were already several paragraphs of densely packed small characters in the document.

"Don't be funny, how can I have the ability to write novels?"

He smiled self-deprecatingly, pulled the document to the beginning, and pointed to the large letters in the title to let it read.

On the initiative calling for the establishment of an effective Small Animal Protection Law.