Pet King

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Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

In retrospect, Zhang Zian had experienced similar incidents before. Some pet stores did not try to improve the service quality and the quality of their pets but secretly used tricks. They used fake accounts to attack other pet stores, including his Amazing Fate Pet Shop. After all, the cost of creating rumors on the internet was very low. Fortunately, the internet trolls that were trolling at that time—Zhao Qi returned the favor.

Looking at Chinese television and the big screen’s shows about palace drama in which one person had just finished and the other came on screen, one could understand how serious the war between females was. They would do everything they could for the sake of getting what they wanted.

Art came from life. Palace fighting drama was so popular that viewers might’ve been able to put themselves in the lead role, take full advantage of their competitors, and stomp on them.

Because of that, Zhang Zian felt that the person who replied might know something. After all, there was no such thing as a totally impermeable wall.

The emergence of Sihwa had created a sense of crisis for other popular hostesses on the platform. Originally, she had an unparalleled appearance. This time, through the rescue event, she was upgraded from “naïve little sweetie” to “naïve little sweetie who does brave acts of righteousness.” The popularity was predictable.

Alright, perhaps it wasn’t “naïve little sweetie,” but she was at least naïve.

So…perhaps there really was some female broadcaster who’d gotten jealous and wanted to use lowly methods to oppress Sihwa.

If so, it would be ridiculous, because Sihwa had not signed a contract with the live broadcasting platform at present, and it could actually cause jealousy. That made Zhang Zian make up his mind to sign the contract. Showing weakness on the internet never got good results, and blindly tolerating would only make the other party worse.

Sihwa rarely did a good deed and began to move on the right path. It was just the time when encouragement and reward were needed. If she was beaten down and became depressed, wouldn’t his previous efforts with Old Time Tea have been in vain?

After he made up his mind, the mobile phone store was also opened. Zhang Zian went in and bought a new type of waterproof mobile phone, and then he returned to the hotel.

Sihwa was so excited that she almost jumped out of the bathtub when she saw him coming back with his new mobile phone box.

Zhang Zian was worried that once she knew she was being attacked, she would be furious, so he decided not to tell her for the time being.

While the other elfins had breakfast, Shihua opened the box and urged Zhang Zian to install the live broadcast app for her, but when it started, it prompted, “Can’t connect to the network. Please check the network connection.”

“What’s going on?” She pointed at the screen in confusion.

“Oh, because the SIM card that you had used to go online before sank into the sea with your phone, you can’t use the internet at the moment,” Zhang Zian pacified her as he ate.

Sihwa cried out angrily, “Then I will go back to the sea and pick up my old mobile phone. You can insist and say no! I don’t care! You must compensate me!”

“Don’t worry. There’s no SIM card seller here. When we get back to Cairo in the evening, I’ll buy you a new one. Tomorrow morning at the latest, you can broadcast it live. Let’s endure a day first,” Zhang Zian said half-truthfully.

Sihwa would only use her phone to broadcast, watch videos, and these sorts of things, and she did not know anything about the settings of the phone. It was very easy to trick her.

She was very unhappy when she heard it and lost her temper randomly with Zhang Zian, but she was also helpless.

After breakfast, he put the sulky Sihwa and the Snowy Lionet, who could not tolerate the heat, in his mobile phone and turned the other elfins invisible. He reported to Professor Wei Kang that he was safe. He went to the front desk of the hotel to check out and drove to the Port of Mersa Matruh.

This time, he was familiar with the road and didn’t always look at the navigation. There was more leisure to enjoy the scenery outside the window.

Fina was sitting on the front passenger seat and turned its head to look out of the window.

In fact, Zhang Zian had had a question yesterday. When Sihwa had wanted to come to the seaside, Fina had suggested coming to Port of Mersa Matruh, but she had no special interest in the huge rock called Cleopatra Bathroom. If it was really interested, it would certainly wade in even if it hated being wet.

Then why had it suggested coming here?

“Fina, this is a rare trip. Do you not have any places you want to visit near here?” To prevent any future regrets, he asked.

Fina mildly turned its head back to look at him. “What I want to see—I’ve already seen it all before.”

This answer made Zhang Zian even more puzzled. Everyone had a nine-year compulsory education. What could it see that he could not see?

The rental car reached a place that was close to where Salem had set the meeting point. If it hadn’t been for the fact that Salem waved his hand to greet them, Zhang Zian almost would not have recognized him.

Salem had worn a trendy one-piece swimsuit yesterday, but today he’d changed into a long gown. The upper part of his body looked like an ordinary shirt.

“Hi! Jeff, we’re going today, right?” Salem was so energetic that he couldn’t even tell he had just picked up his life from Death yesterday. “Or are you going to hang around? I can take you there. I know all the sights nearby.”

Zhang Zian asked, “Isn’t this place famous for its beach? What other famous attractions are there?”

Salem pointed at the faraway beach. “For example, that place.”

Zhang Zian looked at it with his neck stretched out, but there seemed to be nothing special about what he could see. It was only a broken stone wharf by the sea with nothing but its outline left.

“What is that place?” he asked.

“In ancient Egypt, it was the dock of the mooring fleet. It is said that Cleopatra VII came to Matruh by boat from Alexandria every time. She got on and off there,” Salem explained.

Traffic had been inconvenient in ancient times. Ancient Egyptians basically only settled along the Nile River. There was nothing but desert between Alexandria Port and Matruh Port. There was no road. A boat was indeed the most convenient and safe means to travel. Even in modern times, it took about two or three hours to drive between the two places.

Zhang Zian seemed to have some insight and looked at Fina. He was looking at the broken-down wharf. It must have been here by boat in that year. No wonder it had seen everything it wanted to see.

“Do you want to go and take a look? Actually, there is not much left to see.” Salem shrugged.

Zhang Zian shook his head. “There is no need. What I want to see, I’ve already seen. Let’s go to the Siwa Oasis.”

Salem jumped into the car he’d borrowed and led the way forward, in the southwest direction.

The two cars drove through the public road in the desert, one in front and one behind, hardly meeting any other cars.

This route had been traveled by Alexander the Great more than 2,000 years ago. In order to become a pharaoh recognized by the ancient Egyptian people, he’d led the army all the way into the desert and finally arrived at the Temple of Amun in the Siwa Oasis, where he had been inspired to establish the last generation of Empire in ancient Egyptian history.

It was said that if you prayed in the Temple of Amun, your wishes would come true.

Fina watched the road ahead. She could not wait to reach the Siwa Oasis and make her wish in the Amun Temple.