Collecting his phone, Chen Ran couldn't wait to rescue the Thunder Lord.

Chen Ran called out, "Uncle, I'm leaving."

Chen Jian'an didn't stop him, squinting as he watched Chen Ran leave quickly. The Chen Corporation was no longer related to Chen Ran.

Chen Ran paused just outside Chen Jian'an's office.

Chen Jian'an and his son were lucky; they hadn't died after the apocalypse.

Chen Fei had even awakened a decent ability and, relying on the Chen Corporation's employees, had built up a force that was quite strong.

But this life offered no chance. They would die on the day of the apocalypse. That was a promise.

Not long after Chen Ran left, Chen Fei entered Chen Jian'an's office.

Chen Fei was tall, big, and very strong.

Chen Fei hurriedly said, "I found out that Chen Ran recently ordered a large batch of supplies."

Chen Jian'an lit a cigarette, annoyed. "He said he stockpiled ten billion worth of pork. Dammit, it messed up my plan."

Chen Fei was a little surprised. "But as far as I know, he only placed an order for ten thousand tons of pork, close to two hundred million."

Chen Jian'an sneered. "Chen Ran isn't that stupid. It seems he saw that I wanted to swallow his shares and made up an excuse."

"I just didn't expect him to cut his losses so decisively. Who in their right mind would sell thirty billion worth of shares for a measly ten billion? I underestimated him."

Seeing that no one was around, Chen Fei went to Chen Jian'an and whispered, "Dad, do you want to do something to make him disappear? His parents are gone now. If he dies, we're his first heirs."

Chen Jian'an waved his hand, refusing directly. "Xiao Fei, we could take risks back then because we had nothing. Now that we're worth nearly ten billion, there's no need to risk it for that ten billion. If we get caught, we'll be in deep trouble."

Chen Fei cursed under his breath. "That idiot. It's the end of the world, and he's stocking up on so many supplies. He's going to lose everything."

...

Chen Ran entrusted two private detectives to find the Thunder Lord. If he personally offered a reward, he'd be bothered to death by nosy people, bored people, questioners, greedy people, and scammers.

It took nearly an hour to drive to the agreed location.

As soon as he got out of the car, a man and a woman greeted him.

The man was Wang Ming, a private detective who looked very shrewd. The woman was his assistant, in her early twenties, staring at Chen Ran with a fiery gaze.

Young, rich, and extremely handsome, how could she not be attracted to someone like that?

Chen Ran didn't exchange pleasantries and asked directly, "Where is it?"

Wang Ming smiled. "Mr. Chen, please come with me."

Wang Ming had signed a contract with Chen Ran and wasn't afraid that Chen Ran would go back on his word. He had also investigated Chen Ran beforehand and knew that he had tens of billions of shares in the Chen Corporation, a super-rich second generation who wouldn't skimp on this million.

The Thunder Lord was currently in a dog meat restaurant, which was probably the reason for its sad expression. Its wisdom told it that it might be eaten at any time.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe tonight.

This dog meat restaurant was nearby. Otherwise, why agree to meet here?

A minute later, Chen Ran arrived at a dog meat restaurant called Bai Er.

It was afternoon, and although the dog meat restaurant wasn't closed, it was obviously empty.

Two large iron cages were placed at the entrance of the dog meat restaurant, containing five local dogs. Customers could choose one to be slaughtered on the spot.

The Thunder Lord was among them.

The Thunder Lord was quite lucky. There were still 27 days until the apocalypse, and during this time, it hadn't been eaten.

Chen Ran's attention was immediately drawn to the Thunder Lord.

The Thunder Lord wasn't very good-looking, nor did it look fierce. Its dejected expression made it look pitiful and helpless.

The Thunder Lord of now was nothing like the awe-inspiring figure it would become after the apocalypse, just a poor little thing.

Chen Ran stared at the Thunder Lord, who seemed to sense it and raised its head, its body trembling violently.

Cough, cough, of course, it couldn't possibly know that the person in front of it was the one who would eat it in the future.

Its body trembled purely out of fear.

What else could it be doing at a dog meat restaurant?

And staring at it like that? How could it not be afraid, with its intelligence?

Chen Ran's heart was excited. The Thunder Lord! He might become the Thunder Lord's master. The thought was delightful.

The space ability was not a powerful ability in the early stages. Strong abilities like void walking could not be mastered quickly, and the Thunder Lord could make up for his lack of combat power in the early stages.

When there was a battle, he could send out the Thunder Lord. Just let the dogs out.

Three people were standing outside the door. The duty waiter at the dog meat restaurant came out and asked, "Are you three here to eat?"

Chen Ran's expression suddenly turned fierce, and he shouted, "Where's your boss? Call your boss out."

Wang Ming was a little gloating. Chen Ran's pet dog had appeared in a dog meat restaurant. How could he not cause trouble for the owner?

But Wang Ming was very puzzled. Would a rich second generation really raise such a local dog?

It was really too ordinary, and its appearance wasn't very pleasing either. It was even missing an ear.

Looking for trouble?

The waiter was only getting paid three thousand yuan a month. He was very aware of his place. Was it necessary to deal with this kind of trouble?

He simply went to call the boss.

In the meantime, Chen Ran stared at the Thunder Lord, revealing a harmless and amiable smile.

Soon, the owner of the dog meat restaurant, Bai Er, came out, smiling. "What's the matter, you three?"

Chen Ran pointed at the Thunder Lord in the cage, angrily questioning, "You're asking me what's the matter? You're stealing dogs right under my nose! If I hadn't discovered it in time, my Da Hei would have become dog meat."

This was pure lies.

Chen Ran wanted to vent his anger for the Thunder Lord. How dare they think of eating dog meat!

It wasn't that he was reluctant to spend money. Even if it was a billion, Chen Ran would be willing to spend it for the Thunder Lord.

Moreover, getting it for free was so satisfying.

Bai Er was stunned. The dog's owner had come to his door?

He had been in the dog meat business for so many years, and this wasn't the first or second time he had encountered this kind of thing.

But this dog seemed to be a stray dog.

Bai Er quickly waved his hand and explained, "There must be some misunderstanding. I get my goods from legitimate channels."

Chen Ran sneered and took out his phone. "Hello, is this 110? I'm reporting a dog meat restaurant that steals dogs. The dog meat is from an illegal source."

No businessman is honest. Some things can't stand investigation. Seeing Chen Ran calling the police, Bai Er immediately caved.

"It's really a misunderstanding. I didn't know this dog was yours. I'm a victim too. I'll go find those dog dealers later and settle the score."

"How about this, big brother? It's your dog, you can take it back. No money needed. Is that okay with you?"

Chen Ran's expression softened slightly, and he snorted. "I'll let it go this time, since your attitude is not bad."

Bai Er smiled apologetically and released the Thunder Lord from the cage. There was no dog leash, but Bai Er thought, it's your dog, are you afraid it will run away?

Chen Ran called out, "Xiao Hei, let's go. Let's go home."

The Thunder Lord was a little confused. Xiao Hei? Who are you calling?

But it was intelligent and could sense that Chen Ran had saved it. It didn't run away and obediently followed behind Chen Ran.

Chen Ran was overjoyed. The Thunder Lord seemed to be in the bag.