Because he was eager to try out the invention in his dream, Craft accidentally ignored the problem of time. At Alice's reminder, he calmed down again and yawned a big yawn.

"Then I'll go back and have a sleep first..."

Craft's eyelids fell down suddenly, and he dragged his steps towards his room weakly.

"You're half... no, come and wake me up in an hour."

Since Alice, Craft has abandoned the screaming chicken wake-up device. The soft and cute robot girl called you to wake up, wouldn’t she smell good? What else do you want to scream chicken!

"I understand~"

Alice agreed, then went back to the kitchen to continue preparing breakfast.

...

This sleep was calm and calm. Before Craft could dream of those special dreams, he was awakened by Alice.

After getting up again, Craft finished his breakfast and took Alice out to buy pets.

There are quite a lot of pet stores in Chinatown. In addition to the popular pet stores that mainly sell cats and dogs, there is also a very traditional flower and bird market. Not only are there various birds for sale, but there are also insect-type pets such as cunts and crickets.

However, Alice was not interested in those bugs, and they couldn't wear scarves, so Craft chose to go to the most ordinary pet shop.

According to Craft's habit, the first test will try to restore everything in the dream as much as possible, so his first choice is naturally to buy a little black cat. He even thought of the name, so he transliterated it according to the name of Mr. Sakamoto in the dream, and it was called Sakamoto.

However, when he entered the pet shop, Craft's eyes were attracted by another creature. He thought about the shape of the face with a red scarf, and he always felt extremely familiar.

Have I raised this breed of dogs before?

Craft habitually grabbed his hair, and then asked the clerk of the pet store, "Hello, does this dog have a gray-colored breed?"

"Sorry, the Shiba Inu has only four types of fur colors, namely red, black, flax and white, and there are no gray varieties~"

The clerk shook his head and introduced to Craft cordially.

"And there are fewer Baichai, and this store does not have one now. The little guy in the cage belongs to Chichai. In addition, Heichai and Humachai are also available, but they are not placed outside. Do you need to take you to see it?"

"No gray?"

Craft frowned. He had seen Shiba Inu before. It was indeed the red, or yellow ones. He had never paid special attention to it before. However, when it was linked to the red scarf, he always felt that it should be a gray Shiba Inu to taste.

"never mind,"

Craft shook his head. It would be meaningless to continue to struggle with such an indecisive thing. If there is no gray, then find a similar color.

"Please take me to see Hei Chai." Craft said to the clerk.

"plz follow me."

The clerk took Craft into the inner room, where cages containing pets were neatly stacked. As the two of them entered, the cats and dogs inside were alarmed.

In an instant, cats howled and dogs barked, one after another.

"Shh--Just be quiet, be careful if I deduct your food rations~"

The clerk skillfully soothes the noisy pets and takes Craft to the front of a cage.

"This is Black Chai, and the one with more messy fur next to it is Hu Ma Chai."

"Well... it's a little different from what I thought..."

The color distribution of black firewood is very different from that of red firewood, and is far from the gray firewood that Craft remembers.

"Then choose the red hair outside."

Craft is not a mother-in-law. Compared to this, Chichai outside feels closer to the dog in Craft's memory.

“Okay~”

The clerk who started a business was very happy and led Craft out again, put the red wood outside into a convenient cage, and gave Craft its bloodline certificate, a small bag of dog food and a tooth grinding stick that the dog likes very much.

"Alice, have you chosen it?"

Craft held the dog cage and found Alice, who was squatting in the corner and sucking the cat, and asked, knocking her in the head.

"Ah! These kids are so cute, I forgot!"

Alice squatted on the ground, holding three kittens of different colors in her arms, looking happy.

Sure enough, this guy is not reliable at all...

Craft sighed helplessly, swept around the cats nearby, picked a Mumbai cat that was 70% or 80% similar to Mr. Sakamoto in his dream, and asked the clerk to put a cage, then took some cat food and pet supplies, and went to the front desk to pay the bill together.

"Let's go!"

Craft knocked Alice's head again in anger, then handed her the cage containing the little black cat and a large bag of pet supplies. He lifted the cage containing the dog in one hand, and grabbed Alice with the other and walked out.

"Ah~~~ Let me suck for another five minutes-"

Alice was dragged out of the pet store by Craft with a reluctance.

"Don't you have a cat on your hands? Go back and hold it and suck it enough!"

"Oh! Yes!" Alice suddenly realized, then held the cage in her hand in front of her, rubbed her cheek gently against the cage, and apologized to the little black cat with a doting look on her face: "I'm sorry~ I actually neglected you."

"By the way, brother, we have to name them first."

After apologizing to the little black cat, Alice took two steps quickly and came to Craft and reminded him.

"Well, just call it Mr. Quinn."

Craft raised the cage in his hand and said the name that suddenly appeared in his mind without hesitation.

"What about this kid?"

Alice raised the cat cage and signaled.

"Emmmm..." Because the name of Mr. Quinn was in front of it, the Sakamoto that Craft had thought before seemed not so suitable, "How about calling him Mr. Bain?"

"But... this kid is a girl."

"Uh...then let's call her Beya."

Craft hurriedly took out Quinn's blood certificate, looked at the gender marked on it, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a male dog.

Then there is no need to change his name, it saves Craft's obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The two brought Mr. Quinn and Miss Beyah to Craft's private workshop and threw the two pets to Alice for care. Craft plunged into the studio.

Unlike when making Alice, Craft couldn't understand or understand the technology used to make [a talkable scarf], so he didn't make any trouble and honestly followed the steps of Dr. Dongyun in the dream and mechanically copied it out.

Because it is not difficult to make and Craft doesn't need to think about it, the scarf is made very fast. When Alice prepares lunch, Craft also prepares the two scarves.

"Can they really make them speak?"

Alice stared at Quinn and Beyer, who were still unknown at this time, with anticipation.

"It should be possible..."

Craft was actually not very confident, because compared to Alice, the robot, the scarf that makes animals speak more like a mysterious object, rather than a scientific product, so far, none of the mysterious creations copied by Craft have been successful.

"Anyway, let's try it first. Anyway, just wrapping a scarf will not cause any harm to them."

Craft said, handing Alice a scarf and tied up the two pets with her.

"Can you, can you speak? Beiya Jiang~"

After tying the scarf for the little black cat, Alice couldn't wait to ask.

The little black cat Beiya first scratched the scarf on her neck with her claws, and then shook her head twice.

"You're tied too tightly, idiot!"

A slightly sharp female voice came from Beyah's mouth.

"Ah, hug, sorry! I'll relax for you now!"

Alice adjusts her scarf for Beya in a panic.

"Is this OK?"

"Yeah, it's much more comfortable~"

Beiya stretched and said as she shook her tail, her originally sharp voice became lazy.

"Shocked!"

Quinn, who had been watching Alice communicate with Beya before, suddenly jumped up.

"You can actually talk!"

Then he jumped again after realizing it.

"I was shocked! I could even speak!"

"Uh... Why do you feel that the dog's IQ is not very high..."

Craft touched his nose, quickly took out his cell phone, and began to query.

"Can's intelligence ranking... Shiba Inu... 79th place is actually lower than the three sleds..."

"Slander! This is a naked slander!"
To be continued...