"This could be a fake Ugly Duckling …" Meg said with a strange expression as he looked at the little orange cat that was meowing at Amy.
How was he going to explain this?! An oviparous cat? Darwin's coffin might not be able to hold on for much longer.
However, on second thought, perhaps in this world, after natural selection, the oviparous cat had defeated the viviparous cat and become the mainstream. After all, this was a different world.
Nine out of ten orange cats were fat, and one of them was so fat that it would collapse.
In his previous life, he had a dog and a cat. That cat was a super fat orange cat.
Looking at the palm-sized adorable orange cat that had just opened its eyes, Meg couldn't help but want to touch it. Touching a cat was a pleasurable thing.
"But it came out of Ugly Duckling's egg? This egg is correct, right? Then it must be Ugly Duckling. " Amy nodded with certainty. Looking at the little orange cat, she said with a little disdain, "But you're really ugly. You even have two extra legs. You can't swim, right? I'll call you Ugly Duckling from now on."
"Maybe we can change its name, like Orange, Small Orange, Big Orange, or something like that." Meg tried to negotiate. Naming an orange cat Ugly Duckling was too difficult for it.
"No, Father. It's really Ugly Duckling. You can't just change its name." Amy looked at Meg and shook her head seriously.
"Meow ~" The little orange cat that was still in the egg shook its head, as if to express that it didn't like this name.
"Well, I know you like this name very much too, right?" Amy nodded with a smile. She reached out and removed the piece of eggshell from the little orange cat's head. Then, with a serious expression, she said, "Ugly Duckling, when I call you, you have to answer obediently. From today onwards until you grow up to become a white swan, I'll treat you well."
After saying that, Amy couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
"Meow ~ ~" The little orange cat immediately cowered. It nodded its little head and opened its mouth to meow.
"If it's an ugly duckling, then so be it …" Meg looked at the little orange cat pitifully. In Amy's eyes, most of the things that came out of the egg were ugly ducklings. Moreover, this was Amy's pet, so of course, she could call it whatever she wanted.
However, this little guy could not be raised to become a white swan. Amy's wish of raising a reserve of food was probably going to be dashed.
In fact, Meg also seriously doubted that this was a normal orange cat. After all, the herb gatherers had found it on a cliff in the wild, and it didn't have wings on its back.
He didn't know what it would look like when it grew up. Meg suddenly thought of a charmingly naive Chinchilla, but he shook his head and shook it out of his mind. It'd better not be as fat as that ball.
This little guy now looked no different from an orange kitten. He didn't know if it was because it was oviparous, but it looked like it was about a week or two old kitten. It stretched out two small white paws and put them on the edge of the eggshell, trying to crawl out by itself.
However, it was really too small and didn't have enough strength. After struggling for a long time, it still couldn't get out. It could only look at Amy pitifully with its sapphire-like eyes and meow twice like a child asking for help. It seemed that it had started to rely on Amy.
"I really don't know what to do with you." Although Amy said that with disdain, her little hand had already reached out, intending to grab it out.
"Wait a minute, we have to wipe it clean first." Meg quickly got up to get a clean towel and helped Amy get the little guy out of the eggshell. After wiping it clean, the towel was rolled up, leaving only its little head outside, looking innocently at Meg and Amy.
"Father, it looks so delicious." Amy looked at the little orange kitten that was rolled up, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
"It looks like a cat roll." Meg also wanted to laugh a little. The two little guys were too cute.
"Meow! Meow! " The little orange kitten, which had been lying quietly on the ground, suddenly became uneasy. It raised its head and meowed twice, struggling to get out.
"Ugly Duckling, be good. I won't eat you now. Be good, don't be afraid." Amy reached out to touch the little orange kitten's head and said with a smile.
The little kitten, which had been a little anxious, was immediately comforted and fell asleep just like that.
"Let it sleep for a while. We have to prepare something for it to eat." Meg looked at Amy with a smile. It seemed that it had used up a lot of energy to rush out in a hurry. It would be hungry when it woke up later.
"Ugly Duckling is really a little lazy worm. It fell asleep just after touching it." Amy withdrew her hand with a look of disdain. She looked at Meg and said, "Then what does it want to eat? Is rainbow fried rice okay? "
"No, it's a newborn kitten … Ugly Duckling can't eat rainbow fried rice. It needs goat's milk or cow's milk. Let's go out and buy some milk for it." Meg shook his head. He had personally raised that orange kitten when it was a kitten, so he was very experienced.
"System, do you have milk bottles for sale?" Meg suddenly remembered and asked in his mind.
"The system doesn't provide baby products," the system answered seriously.
"I don't have much cash left. You'd better be honest with your price. This little guy will be able to lick his own plate in a few days. I don't care if I buy it or not," Meg said calmly.
"One high-grade milk bottle and one pet scarf for free. Only five gold coins!" A glowing message floated in front of Meg.
"If you give me two scarves, I'll take one," Meg said after thinking for a while.
"High-grade milk bottle and two pet scarves have been delivered to the first compartment on the counter. Host, please check." The system's voice sounded and then disappeared immediately.
Meg opened the door to take a look. A brand-new milk bottle and two cute scarves were already in place. They were just right for feeding milk.
As for why he didn't buy milk from the system, it was because the system didn't sell ingredients outside of the menu. Even if it did, it would probably be very expensive. Maybe it was produced by a cow raised in some holy land.
He didn't have many gold coins left, and he was going to save some to buy strength points. Naturally, he couldn't waste money casually.
"Okay." Amy nodded after hearing Meg's words. She carefully put Ugly Duckling into the basket and gently covered it with the quilt. She got up and took Meg's hand. After taking a few steps out, she looked back at the little basket worriedly. "But Father, if Ugly Duckling wakes up when we go out, will it be scared? I feel like it's treating me as its mother. "
"It probably won't wake up so soon." Meg shook his head with a smile. It wouldn't take long to go out and buy milk, but Amy was still very smart. She knew that Ugly Duckling, which had seen her for the first time since it was born, had already treated her as its most trusted person.
And although Amy said that she didn't like it, it was obvious that this was her first time raising a pet, and she actually liked this little guy very much.
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