"Hey now, Shen Cong."

Just as Shen Cong was about to leave Changsha City, Brother Dao called out to him.

Brother Dao came trotting after him with a big custom-made pack on its back, looking all set for a long trip.

Shen Cong sat in the cab, and the Four-Armed Vajra came to a steady stop. On the left was the four-legged dragon, which had reached nuclear-grade by absorbing flowfire, towing the monster truck. On the right was the nuclear-grade Yellow Great-Immortal, towing the pyramid battle-truck. It just about counted as a convoy, and a top-tier one at that: one particle-grade and two nuclear-grades.

At the sight of Brother Dao, the four-legged dragon and Yellow Great-Immortal were both thoroughly put out.

Because they could feel that its aura was this strong, far beyond their own.

"Bobo... this dog, so annoying. Kill it. Little Four wants to eat dog meat!" The four-legged dragon was more direct; for the past couple of days it had kept egging Shen Cong on to kill Space Brother Dao.

Shen Cong was at a loss for words. In fact, he quite liked Brother Dao.

After all, a somewhat brainless intelligent creature like Brother Dao was relatively safe. "Something you need?"

Brother Dao glared at the four-legged dragon and Yellow Great-Immortal. It could feel the two nuclear-grade evolved beasts' hostility, but knowing they were Shen Cong's battle pets, it kept its temper, because it could tell it was no match for Shen Cong.

These days.

Before you beat a dog, you look at its master. That rule would never change.

"I hear you're the new government's Chairman. Pretty badass. I, Brother Dao, am going to tag along with you for a while." Brother Dao said it as if Shen Cong were the lucky one. "The world is so big, I want to go see it."

Tag along with Shen Cong!

Shen Cong caught a whiff of conspiracy at once and looked Brother Dao over with a sharp eye. He had never believed he had the kind of charisma that would make evolved beasts come and join him…