"Uh, let me check... oh, found it. This is called a Seven Yuan Fine Dog. In this world, everything is valued by 'Yuan.' Things like 'Three Yuan' and 'Five Yuan,' odd numbers go up, and the bigger the number, the cooler it is. Your dog is Seven Yuan, which is quite cool."
Jiang Lai reached out to it, and the dim-witted fine dog wagged its tail and rushed over, affectionately nuzzling Jiang Lai's palm.
The fur was very fine and short, with a smooth texture that felt alright.
"What's the cool part about it?"
"Its nose is extremely sensitive; it can sniff out the attributes of all things in the world. It'll be much easier for you to find things with it around in the future."
"Oh, it's like a fine dog detector."
"You could say that."
Little Buding felt a bit guilty. After all, this thing didn't seem particularly smart, not as good as pulling a useful skill for self-defense by himself.
