I'm a Husky, How Did I Become the Calamity of Doom

After transmigrating for a year and a half, Lu Dashun always believed the system was crazy. What extremely dangerous world? There were air conditioners, takeout, phones, and sausages. What daily random stat boosts? He was a husky; no matter how many boosts he got, he couldn't order takeout himself. So Lu Dashun chose to lie low. During the day, he accompanied Qingbao to kindergarten, at night he went home to sleep, occasionally outsmarting the border collie Ruibao, striving to maintain the image of 'just an ordinary smart dog.' Until the calamity truly appeared. In areas where the strong couldn't enter, he sniffed out the core. Pollution that instruments couldn't detect, he blew away with a sneeze. Rules that the Calamity Suppression Bureau couldn't seal, he jammed with his nose print and drool. Lu Dashun finally realized that this world might indeed be dangerous. But humans also discovered something even more dangerous: this dog seemed more unreasonable than the calamity itself.