manynovel Chapter 2 The Demon Hound, Bruce
Chapter 2 The Demon Hound, Bruce
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As the space twisted, Mark found himself in a drafty, shabby little wooden cabin.
This must be my birthplace.
He stretched his body and found that the realism was almost 100%.
Time was of the essence, and Mark didn't have time to be curious; he immediately brought up the game interface.
You have claimed your new player gift pack!
You have gained a level 1 skill: Fast Movement!
You have obtained a standard defensive helmet x1.
You have obtained one ordinary longsword.
You have obtained 1 Demon Hunter Hound.
"Demon-hunting hound?"
Mark looked around but didn't see his demon hunter.
But he discovered the virtual arrows on the ground.
[Mission: Find your Witcher and name it.]
Mark glanced at the pet frame in the game interface.
This was an ordinary black Doberman Pinscher, but its erect ears reminded him of Batman.
"Let's call him Bruce!"
He first named the demonhound, then put on his protective helmet and picked up his somewhat rusty Western-style longsword.
Then follow the arrow to open the wooden door.
"Squeak~"
The wooden door opened, Mark took a few steps, and then found his Witcher in the bushes around the corner.
"Hey Bruce, come to me!"
Mark waved to the demon hunter, but the dog only glanced back at him before freezing in place.
Isn't this dog Bruce?
Impossible, it's clearly a Doberman Pinscher.
He thought to himself, and called out again.
"Hey Bruce, what are you doing?"
However, Bruce just blinked and didn't make a move.
Because there was a Pomeranian on the other side of the Demonhound.
Hmm, a red Pomeranian, that's strange.
This immediately put Mark on alert.
This Pomeranian might very well be a demon.
Whose dog has its fur dyed red?
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On the balcony, Peter and Mary Jane gaze at each other across the distance.
Mary Jane is the next-door neighbor; she moved to Black Street three years ago.
Whenever Peter had something on his mind, he liked to confide in Mary Jane.
Of course, Mary Jane encountered even more troubles.
So she talked to Peter more often.
It's the same this time.
Mary Jane has had a bad day, and she needs comfort.
She opened the window, and Peter happened to be there too.
"Hey Peter, how have you been lately?" Mary Jane looked a little tired, but she still mustered her spirits and forced a smile.
Peter Parker forced a smile as well. "Not so good. You probably don't know, but I ran into a annoying guy."
"Is she a girl who likes you?" Mary Jane asked, her face full of gossip.
Peter Parker smiled bitterly and glanced at his empty right sleeve.
"Nobody likes a cripple, you know that."
Mary Jane was a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay."
Peter Parker shook his head. "I'm used to it. How have you been lately?" His smile grew even more gentle.
Speaking of herself, Mary Jane leaned helplessly against the window, her long red hair fluttering in the wind.
Under the moonlight, her features were exquisite, and her fair skin seemed to glow.
"Peter, I was met with skepticism at the theater today. Nobody appreciated my singing and performance." She looked distressed.
Peter Parker wasn't very good at comforting the other person.
"Mary Jane, many people admire you, and I am one of them, you know that."
"Yes, I know."
Mary Jane smiled slightly, then looked behind Peter Parker.
"Peter, I know one more thing."
"What?"
"A thief has broken into your house."
"What?!"
Peter Parker was startled.
Before he could turn around, he heard Mark's voice.
"Bruce, come back to me."
"Bruce?"
Peter Parker turned around and saw Mark wearing his motorcycle helmet, with a bald broom tucked into his belt, waving at him with a serious expression, looking extremely comical.
Oh no, I'm having a seizure!
Seeing this, he slightly covered his face, turned around with an embarrassed expression, and introduced Mary Jane:
"It's okay, he's not a thief. He's Uncle Ben's son, Mark Parker, my cousin. He just moved in today."
"Your brother? Are you sure?"
Mary Jane's eyes were filled with suspicion and scrutiny, and a hint of strangeness.
Peter Parker thought for a moment, "Actually, he was adopted."
Mary Jane: "........"
"Bruce, I know you heard me, come here."
At this point, Mark urged him again.
Mary Jane seemed to have noticed something was wrong.
"Peter, is he calling you?"
"Uh, I guess so!" Peter Parker said awkwardly.
Mary Jane looked at Mark's attire again and finally made up her mind.
"Peter, I remember you have a brother who was sent to a mental hospital."
Peter Parker shrugged helplessly. "Yeah, that's him."
Mary Jane looked at him with sympathy. "Peter, you've had a tough time."
Without even saying goodnight, she quickly closed the window.
Mark lowered his guard only after seeing Pomeranian turn and disappear into the dense forest.
He stepped forward and surveyed the surrounding forest, Bruce saying in a grave tone:
"Bruce, don't be seduced by that bitch, she might be a demon."
After saying that, he gently patted Peter Parker's head, his face full of tenderness.
"From now on, we're partners."
[Found Bruce, quest complete, received 1 Plain Defense Cloth Armor.]
Mark donned his protective clothing without hesitation.
Peter Parker: "........"
Why did this guy drape a bed sheet over himself?
That was so sudden.
He then sighed helplessly, "Mark, did you take your medicine today?"
"Bruce, you can actually talk! That's such a pleasant surprise."
Mark rubbed the other's head in surprise, then looked at the information bar above Bruce's head.
【The Demonhound: Bruce】
[Rank: Elite]
[Talent: Keen Sense of Smell]
[Sensitive Sense of Smell (Level 1): Can detect the presence of demons within a one-kilometer radius.]
[Attributes: Overall Strength 10, Overall Defense 10, Overall Speed 10, Spirit 10, Stamina 300, Health 300.]
[Skills: Bite (Level 1), Claws (Level 1), Demon Hunter's Dart (Level 1).]
[Bite: Deals 1 point of physical damage to demons, consumes 1 point of stamina, no cooldown.]
【Claws: Deals 1 point of physical damage to demons, consumes 1 point of stamina, no cooldown.】
[Demon Hunter's Dart: Instantly conjures a holy light dart, consuming 10 stamina points to lock onto a demon and deal 100 magic damage. Cooldown: 10 seconds.]
Great, it's an enemy-locking skill!
Mark nodded in satisfaction.
Everyone named Bruce knows how to play darts.
"Well done, Bruce, let's begin the demon hunt!"
Peter Parker: "????"
demon?
where is it?
He looked left and right.
Forget it, let's find the medicine first!
He began searching through the medicine his uncle had brought.
Three minutes later, he found the medication to suppress the symptoms, poured out two pills according to the instructions, and handed them to Mark.
"Eat up, then get a good night's sleep."
Mark took the pills, his face filled with gratitude.
"Bruce, thank you for the roasted chicken leg."
After saying that, he swallowed the pill in one gulp and took a glass of water from Peter Parker.
"Bruce, thank you for the hot tea."
Peter Parker: "......."
Looking at the deranged Mark, his guilt grew wildly.