The tattooed guy reached out to touch the rock in front of him and frowned, "This rock is strange. It doesn't seem like it was formed naturally. It feels too uniform."
Indeed, it was a rock created by illusion. No matter how much effort Zhao Yao put in, it was impossible for every rock to be different.
The tattooed guy carefully observed and discovered that the rock in front of him was like a ceramic tile with the same pattern repeating over and over again.
The youth punched the rock twice, making a crisp crackling sound. He shook his hand and said, "It's a very hard and thick rock. With our strength, I'm afraid we won't be able to break it."
The tattooed guy rubbed his chin and suddenly put his ear on the rock. His eyes were incomparably serious.
"What's wrong?" The youth asked curiously.
"Shh." The tattooed guy raised his finger and made a quiet expression. After a while, he said, "Listen, it seems like there's a cat meowing?"
"Cat meowing?" The youth also stopped and after a while, his eyes lit up, "It seems like there really is!"
The tattooed guy nodded, "Let's go around and see. There's definitely a cat behind this rock. To be able to make such a strange sound, it might be the cat king of this school."
… …
On the other side, after Zhao Yao downloaded the game, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at the cat cafe. His eyebrows wrinkled, "Where's Matcha?"
In the cat toilet, Matcha's nose was stuffed with two pieces of toilet paper. His face was filled with excitement as he looked at his phone. From time to time, his paws would tap on the screen.
Looking up, one could see that he was currently editing a video. The content of the editing was the video that Zhao Yao had taken of him defeating Lion Head and the others in the underground bomb shelter.
Of course, the video didn't have any illusions, and the lighting wasn't good, so the entire scene was dark. One could only vaguely see Matcha running around, occasionally knocking cats to the ground, or pressing on top of other people and slapping them.
"Hmm ~ ~ ~ not bad, not bad. It highlights my majestic spirit." Matcha watched while occasionally editing a few words.
For example, when he slapped Airplane's face, the word "pa" popped up.
Another example was when he stepped on Sausage's face, the word "strong" popped up.
Although the editing level was worrying, he seemed to be enjoying it.
With great difficulty, Matcha finally finished editing it. She posted it on her friend circle, "Oh, what's it called?" He rolled his eyes and began to type, "Violent fight scene, real shot of a fierce cat fighting one against five in the street, suspected to be an ocelot hybrid!"
Looking at the video she posted on her friend circle, Matcha chuckled and looked forward to other people's comments.
'Wait, what if Y'lisabet didn't notice?' Matcha sent another copy of the video to Y'lisabet.
Not long after, people began to comment below the video.
[Lu Ban Killer] the little fatty: "This orange cat's palm technique is decent, but his footwork is terrible, not even as stable as when I was six months old"
Matcha bared her teeth, "This trash cat." But a moment later, he laughed again. "Hehe, this guy is still flirting with Zhao Qianqian, right? I wish you success."
A few moments later, a few more comments appeared.
Leopard Head said, "The five cats on the other side are too weak. They don't cooperate at all. You don't even know to protect your head when you retreat. "
God of Gods: "Why does this fat cat look so familiar?"
Leopard Head said, "God of Gods, now that you mention it, it does look familiar."
Love Dried Fish the Most said, "Bite with your teeth, use your claws, what's the point of fighting? It's making me anxious. "
"Motherf * cker" Matcha was so angry that she clenched her teeth. Not a single one of them said that he was strong and powerful, "A bunch of keyboard cats that only know how to talk."
At this moment, the door to the toilet room opened with a bang and a black shadow stood in it.
Seeing the sudden appearance of the shadow filled with a black aura, Matcha, who was squatting in the cat toilet, jumped in fright, yellow urine spurting out.
"Zhao … Zhao … Zhao … Zhao Yao!" Matcha immediately put down her phone and asked in confusion, "What's going on? Why is my phone suddenly in my hand? Zhao Yao, Zhao Yao, I don't remember what I just found. "
His expression suddenly changed and he said with a serious face, "It's a superpower! A cat used its superpower to control me! "
"You only know how to be lazy all day." A red light flashed in Zhao Yao's eyes, and Matcha was controlled. She stood up and began to lick his lower body. After she was done, she skipped out.
"Work hard, if you get a celebrity cat this month, I'll let you see Diana."
"What's the point of just seeing her?" Matcha pretended to be indifferent, but she thought to herself, "Hmph, as the saying goes, a fall into the pit, a gain in your wit. I, Matcha, have experienced all kinds of storms, what haven't I seen? I've even talked to fake photos, how can I not see through your tricks? "
Zhao Yao saw Matcha's pretentious look, and his heart was slightly surprised, "Oh? Matcha, this kid, you've become smart? But you want to fight with me, hehe, you're still too young. "
Zhao Yao could be seen rubbing Matcha's head, and said, "Matcha, if you don't work hard, how can you marry Diana?"
Matcha curled her lips and said, "I'll use true love to move him."
"What's the use of true love?" Zhao Yao said, "When you see Diana's mother in the future, she will ask you what you do, and you will say you work in a coffee shop. She will ask you what you do in a coffee shop. What are you going to say? "
Zhao Yao looked at the silent Matcha and said, "Are you going to say that I was masturbated?"
"She will ask what you mean by being masturbated. Are you going to say that you're played by dozens of little girls every day? Can we still talk about this? "
Matcha lowered her head, and fell into deep thought.
"She will ask you what your hobbies and interests are, and what your specialties are."
"King's Glory!" Matcha shouted.
"She will ask you what rank you are?"
Matcha unwillingly lowered her head.
"Sigh." Zhao Yao said sadly, "You can't do your job, and you don't have any specialties. When Diana's mother asks you where you live, do you think Zhao Yao's house has its own house? You said you live with five cats, and everyone can sleep anywhere they want. When Diana's mother asks you where you plan to live after you get married, what will you do? Diana and the others used to live in a big villa, and had their own toilet. What about you? You still use the public toilet now. What if you have children in the future? You'll still have to live with so many cats? "
Matcha lowered her head dejectedly, and her tail drooped down weakly.
"No house, no specialties, and no job. My future is bleak. I will think about asking about your background. If the cat has a good bloodline, it's not bad. It's good for future generations, and I can put my hopes on the next generation."
Matcha immediately raised her head and said confidently, "I'm a Jianghai Fold! I'm the only one in my generation! "
"Do you have a pedigree certificate? Do you have a photo of your parents? "Zhao Yao asked again and again," Do you have a photo of your grandparents? What cat competitions did your family participate in? What awards did they win? "
Matcha was speechless, and said dejectedly, "Then what should I do?"
Zhao Yao patted Matcha's head and said, "Matcha, you're the only eldest cat in the family. Look, Yuan Yuan is too fat, Y'lisabet is too arrogant, Briquet is too exclusive, Mango is lucky to survive with his IQ, and Rice Cake is sick. When I retire in the future, if I don't pass the cat cafe to you, who will?"
"Pass it to me?" Matcha raised her head and said with surprise.
"Yes, if Mother Diana asks you again in the future, you can straighten your tail and tell her that you're the heir of a two-story cat cafe, with dozens of cats, three people, tens of thousands of income every day, and the canned food and cat food at home. Every day, the cat's meal is made of beef flown in by air from abroad.
Won't she stare at you and drool? You're a rich husband. "
Matcha stared at Zhao Yao and asked, "Then what should I do?"
Zhao Yao said, "Let's start with this month's celebrity cat."
"Look at the power of my white gloves!" Matcha jumped off the table with a dignified face, and walked towards the girls, "Celebrity cat, I'm going to make it!"
…
After a tiring day of work, Zhao Yao took the superpowered cats, White Spring, and Nanako home.
White Spring said, "Boss, there's no rice at home, can I make spaghetti?"
"Sure, I'm not picky." Zhao Yao waved his hand and said, "Call me when it's done, I'll work for a while." Then, he walked to the computer under Nanako's despising gaze.
Nanako said in her heart, "This damn otaku, he plays computer games at home and in the cat cafe every day. Sooner or later, he'll have a mouse hand." After thinking for a while, she ran to the kitchen and said, "White Spring, let me help you."
When Zhao Yao walked to his computer desk, he saw Rice Cake had already jumped onto the desk and sat there angrily, glaring at him.
"What's wrong, Rice Cake?" Looking at the angry Scottish Shorthair in front of him, Zhao Yao couldn't help but reach out his palm and pinch its cheek to tease it.
Rice Cake angrily reached out his palm and slapped away Zhao Yao's hand, meowing, "Zhao Yao, what have you been doing these days? Do you have a cat outside? "
"Ah?" Zhao Yao smiled awkwardly and said, "How about it? Do you want to play PUBG? "
Rice Cake said in a childish voice, "Yes! You haven't let me play for three days! You've set up a password and I can't even turn it on. Every day when I open my eyes, you're already gone. Every day when I wait until I go to bed, you don't come back. You bastard, do you still want to keep a cat? You might as well stay outside and not go home. "
"Alright, alright." Zhao Yao caressed its forehead and comforted, "I'll play with you later, let's play together, okay?
"Sure!" Rice Cake immediately became happy, "You must give me the 98K (the only bolt operated sniper rifle in PUBG) that you picked up!"
"I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you!" Zhao Yao casually scratched Rice Cake's chin.
Rice Cake resisted for a while, but still couldn't help but move his chin over and squint his eyes comfortably.
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