Great Xia dog, Wang Zai, was busy all morning.

It prepared breakfast and then ate it, which included a big bowl of black egg and lean meat millet porridge, ten fried eggs, and three meat patties.

Next, it started washing dishes.

This is Wang Zai's favorite thing to do.

It opened the dishwasher door, gave a paw tap, and a plate or bowl would jump into the dishwasher's slot.

The owner said this can exercise precise control of power.

Therefore, it always did it very seriously, occasionally tilting its head to observe if the plate landed accurately.

Very quickly.

The dishes were all placed into the dishwasher.

Wang Zai pressed the panel with its paw, started the dishwasher, and the "buzz" vibration sounded out.

It didn't leave immediately but stood there observing until the dishwasher started spraying water.

"Woof!"

Wang Zai barked happily.

But the work wasn't finished yet.

It ran to the utility room with light steps, grabbed a kettle with its mouth, and went to the bathroom to fill half a kettle with water.

It then carried the kettle to the greenhouse on the first floor, following the owner's instructions, to water the plants in the greenhouse.

Wang Zai walked to the first green plant, tilted its head, and the water from the kettle flowed out immediately.

"Splash~"

The sound of watering made it feel happy.

So it couldn't help but sway its tail a few times.

By the way.

The greenhouse was specially requested by Yang Fan, and the Celestial Star Agricultural Company paid to modify it for him.

The company also applied to the relevant departments, in the name of a laboratory, for 24/7 power supply to this villa.

So Yang Fan freely used the appliances without worrying about power restrictions.

That's what they call—enjoying the shade under a big tree.

After a while.

Wang Zai walked to a peculiar plant.

The trunk of this plant was entirely black, and the leaves also had a tinge of black, looking seemingly withered.

However, Wang Zai sensed that this thing was full of vitality, far more thriving than the other plants in the greenhouse.

"Woof!"

It put down the kettle and greeted the black plant.

This wasn't foolishness.

Wang Zai had a very uncanny intuition that the black plant could hear its barks.

Before yesterday.

This plant didn't look like this.

Yesterday.

Wang Zai saw with its own eyes that the owner took out a black seed from somewhere and buried it in the soil next to the plant.

After a night, this plant completely changed its appearance.

At that time, the owner said with a smiling face, "Let me think... Hmm, let's call it 'Weather Tree'."

Wang Zai watered the Weather Tree, circled around it, and carefully observed it before moving on to water the next plant.

After a while.

Wang Zai's dog ears suddenly twitched, and it turned to look in the direction of the door.

It heard the sound of car wheels rolling.

Wang Zai knew without even looking that it was the owner's female secretary driving over to take the owner to work.

Ever since it came here, the female secretary would take the owner to the company in the morning and bring the owner back after work.

"Woof! Woof!"

Wang Zai raised its head and barked a few times.

This was to remind the owner.

"Got it!"

The owner's voice drifted down.

Wang Zai happily wagged its tail.

After thirty seconds.

Wang Zai came to the door, gently tapped the door with its paw, and input some force.

"Click!"

With a soft sound.

The door slowly opened.

A pair of slender legs wrapped in black stockings immediately appeared in its view.

It was Ling Shuiling.

Wang Zai glanced at the legs, curious about something in its dog brain.

It's so cold in the morning, already below minus ten degrees, don't her legs feel cold?

It sneakily looked at its own dog legs, silently thinking: "I have fur all over my legs, yet I still shiver when going out."

"Wang Zai!"

Ling Shuiling greeted enthusiastically.

She casually patted the dog's head and laughed, "Why is it always you who opens the door for me?"

Wang Zai politely wagged its tail.

The work of greeting and seeing off guests in this villa was also handled by this Great Xia dog.

Ling Shuiling took out a sausage, squatted down, "Wang Zai, show me how to open the door?"

She had seen several times the boss instruct Wang Zai to fetch things, knowing this dog was not typically smart.

Wangzai turned around without hesitation, giving her a dog butt.

The owner said power cannot be demonstrated in front of outsiders. I'm not going to perform for you!

Ling Shuiling chuckled and said, "So arrogant, huh?!"

The female secretary felt like teasing the dog a bit and said, "Wangzai, catch this!"

She tossed the hot dog sausage towards the dog's behind.

In the next moment.

Ling Shuiling widened her eyes.

Wangzai quickly dashed forward a step, raised a hind leg, and kicked backward, accurately hitting the sausage.

The sausage drew an arc in the air and flew above Wangzai's head.

Wangzai opened his mouth and caught the sausage, swiftly running away.

Ling Shuiling was stunned for a few seconds before coming to her senses.

Oh my god!

This dog knows kung fu?!

Just then.

Footsteps echoed from the stairway.

Yang Fan, wearing a down jacket, came down from the second floor.

Currently, most Great Xia People dress like this, wearing down jackets in the morning and evening and short sleeves at noon.

Ling Shuiling revealed a charming smile, "Good morning, Minister!"

Her appearance was already very beautiful, and paired with this smile, it gave a feeling of "a single smile makes a thousand charms bloom."

Yang Fan, who had seen it all day every day, was accustomed to it, and replied calmly with one word, "Morning!"

Ling Shuiling casually mentioned the news, "There's a big news today—our Great Xia has quietly produced the second Warrior..."

Before she could finish.

She heard her boss make a surprised "huh".

The female secretary was taken aback and asked, "What is it?"

Yang Fan did not answer, but walked briskly toward the greenhouse on the first floor and went straight in.

Ling Shuiling closely followed behind.

The female secretary saw her boss walk up to a pot of blackish plant.

She scanned the plant up and down, finding its color quite strange, but couldn't see anything else unusual.

"Woof!"

Suddenly a dog bark echoed.

Ling Shuiling looked back and found Wangzai had somehow followed them.

She reached out her right hand, intending to pet the good-feeling dog head.

But Wangzai was not easily subdued and quickly retreated a step.

The female secretary puffed her pale cheek like a little girl and stepped back, insisting on petting the dog head.

As her hand moved, she suddenly heard a different sound.

"Rustle! Rustle!"

Ling Shuiling instinctively turned her head and almost screamed from fright.

This blackish plant actually started swaying slightly, its branches and leaves rubbing together to make sounds.

If this were outdoor trees swaying a bit, it wouldn't be strange at all.

But the problem is, this is indoors in a greenhouse; there's no wind at all, so how can the plant be moving?

The female secretary couldn't help but ask, "Minister, what's going on?"

Yang Fan focused on the plant and casually replied, "It's a new cultivar bred in the past few days."

Ling Shuiling's lips moved as if wanting to say something.

But seeing her boss's concentration, she ended up saying nothing.

You've only moved here a few days, and the greenhouse was just set up—yet you've already created a new cultivar?

Judging from the plant's strange act of moving without wind, this might not be an ordinary new cultivar.

That's so impressive!

The female secretary snuck a few glances at her boss's side profile, inexplicably finding him particularly attractive.

A few seconds later.

Yang Fan broke into a smile, "It's a success!"

Ling Shuiling looked at the black plant, blinking her beautiful eyes in confusion.

What does this mean?

What succeeded?

The female secretary asked, "Minister, what kind of plant is this?"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "This is the Weather Tree I bred, which can predict weather with amazing effects."

Ling Shuiling gasped, her pretty face filled with disbelief.

Really?

Can a tree predict the weather?

Yang Fan added, "In a few seconds, this Weather Tree should make its first prediction."

Ling Shuiling was very skeptical.

Five seconds later.

"Rustle Rustle!"

The rustling sound suddenly became louder.

On every leaf of the Weather Tree, with a visible speed, droplets appeared out of nowhere.

Ling Shuiling's beautiful eyes were almost popping out.

Yang Fan laughed and said, "It should rain this morning and it seems it will rain rather heavily."

The female secretary instinctively turned her head and glanced at the greenhouse window.

The sky was blue with white clouds, the weather appeared quite nice—is this the look of impending rain?

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