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The voice behind him gradually faded away. Xing turned around to look at the two friends who had been refreshed. He then looked at Jing Yuan, who was wiping the paws and fur of the raccoon and holding him to comfort him. After thinking for a while, he raised his chin and said, "Turn around."
Cheng Che reflected on his mistakes facing the wall, and Jing Yuan did the same.
Cheng Che tilted his head slightly, lowered his eyes, and reached out to poke the raccoon's tail. "Is it my illusion? Why do I feel something tugging at my trouser legs again? It's furry."
On the side, Jing Yuan's eyelids twitched. He pressed the soft paws of the cat slave in his arms with his fingertips before looking down along Cheng Che's legs.
A round black claw pulled at Cheng Che's trouser leg, and the black tail poked his ankle.
The young man had fair skin, which made the black color more noticeable.
Jing Yuan was at a loss for a moment, then he looked back at the raccoon's paw in his palm, and it seemed...
Jing Yuan turned to look at Cheng Che, "Why don't you look down?"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che looked at Jing Yuan with suspicion, suppressing the chill that ran down his spine, "Are you sure you didn't trick me?"
Jing Yuan curled his eyes, "I am still avoiding your curse for the time being."
So there is no need to worry.
Cheng Che lowered his head and met a pair of dark eyes.
It was like a cat being stuffed into a cramped cat bed, and it raised its head against the cat house, which was pulled into an arc with the movement.
A huge question mark flashed across Cheng Che's eyes, "Ah? Why do I feel..."
It doesn’t look like a cat house, but more like a big jelly shell, which looks very chewy.
"Hey, little cutie..." Cheng Che squatted down, stretched out his hand to rub the black cat's paws and tail tip, grabbed the other's paws and tried to rescue the cat from the jelly-like Q-elastic cat house, "Are you stuck?"
Jing Yuan also squatted down and carefully compared the raccoon in his arms with the black creature stuffed in an unknown shell in front of him. Finally, he came to the conclusion with certainty, "My little tiger is still the cutest."
I just don’t feel as much pain for other people’s cats as I do for my own.
Cheng Che turned his head and glanced at the familiar raccoon in Jing Yuan's arms, and nodded affirmatively, "That's true."
Xing put on his sweatshirt and squatted down as well. He looked at Cheng Che holding onto the cat's arm and refused to let go. He thought for a long time before speaking doubtfully, "Have you never suspected that the gray-green shell of this creature and the black cat's body are one and the same?"
After the words fell, the two men fell into deep thought.
Cheng Che was about to retort with a sentence of "You are talking nonsense" but suddenly remembered that this is the Starry Sky Railway.
He has even seen the woof woof woof Shaomai, so what else is impossible?
Cheng Che lowered his head and poked the dumpling in front of him, "You are very cute. Can you become smaller? If you become as big as a palm, I will steal you back to the train."
Xing took a deep breath, and after a while he adjusted his synesthesia beacon helplessly, "I can't count on you two."
Cheng Che looks like a fashionable young man, but in fact he is always a little resistant to technological products that are a little beyond common sense. He is willing to try them slowly, but not willing to accept them all at once. As for Jing Yuan...
It's just a pendant for vacation, so you'd better enjoy it and don't be too busy.
Xing lowered his head to look into the dark eyes of the strange creature in front of him. After a long silence, he turned to Cheng Che and said, "It and the shell are really one piece. It tastes like gray bean paste. It is also Ruan Mei's creation, but it has not been recognized. It seems to be very aggrieved..."
She cried so hard, feeling more aggrieved than Huo Huo.
Cheng Che: ...
Is that so?
Cheng Che lowered his head to look at the cat in front of him that looked like a mung bean cake. After a moment of silence, he took out a sack from his bag and shook it.
"What are you doing?" Xing stared at Cheng Che with wide eyes, in disbelief.
"Ruan Mei's creation..." Cheng Che looked down at it, expressionless and firm, "Steal it, steal it! Give one to each of the friends, don't even leave her one to feed her with snacks!"
Chapter 493: Destroy the Nest!!!
A gray-green kitten cake that looked like a plum blossom cake was stuffed into a sack, making a meowing sound of grievance.
Under the confused gaze of Jing Yuan and Xing, Cheng Che's body disappeared in the cabin, leaving only a small sticker on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the young man appeared again, and at the same time, a huge trash can appeared in front of him, with four rollers and a handle underneath. A sack of gray-green cat cakes was thrown inside, and he said aggrievedly, "Meow meow meow."
star:……
Her silence was deafening.
Jing Yuan:......
His silence was equally deafening.
The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally looked at Cheng Che, saying in unison, "Are you here to buy goods?"
After the words fell, Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face, and his tone was full of surprise, "Isn't this obvious enough?"
what is this?
This is a creation that Ruan Mei does not recognize!
What does it mean to not approve? It's a small piece of trash that has been thrown away!
Is there anything wrong with him picking up these small pieces of trash and recycling them? !
No!
Cheng Che was so confident that he almost put his hands on his hips, "What's wrong with me, a poor little crow, picking up some trash!"
Xing looked up at Cheng Che's matter-of-fact expression, and after thinking for a while, he nodded, "That's right, there is indeed no problem. Ruan Mei told me that it was about processing and recycling creations. These are all failures."
"Yeah." Cheng Che suddenly laughed coldly and pushed the trash can forward. "Seeing her failed creation bloom with new vitality after being abandoned, becoming smarter and stronger, and even possessing a lot of wisdom, Ruan Mei should be biting her handkerchief and crying."
Xing blinked, "Is this a crow's mouth?"
If so, then it is indeed possible.
Ruan Mei not only had to cry, but also had to become as sour as the vinegar that had been brewed by Luofu Xianzhou for hundreds of years!
"If they do, that's fine." Cheng Che responded, pushing the trash can to open the door of the next room, and looking inside to see if there are any cute cat cakes. "If not, I'll give them my snacks. The Star God parts should be of some use."
star:……
Good job, prepare for both situations.
But there's a big problem.
Xing pulled Cheng Che's sleeve, "You want to pick up all the failed creations and distribute them?"
"Yes." Cheng Che nodded, stopped to unlock the smart terminal next to him, and browsed the experimental records. "Distribute them to different friends, follow the footsteps of the train and distribute them one by one, and then..."
At this point, Cheng Che laughed again. Although he still had no expression, his laughter was filled with a lot of evil fun. "Isn't she living in seclusion? Then go to every city to find my friends and try to trade. I believe my friends will not trade the symbol of our friendship away casually."
It's impossible for Sambo either. Although people always say that Sambo is a profiteer, this fun-loving man and profiteer still has a little conscience.
Besides... Sambo would also like to see the fun of a genius, right?
The hermits are forced to wander the streets and interact with all kinds of people, but in the end they still can't get what they want...
Xing tilted her head, "What a vicious idea."
"That's called revenge." Cheng Che responded, his eyes behind his glasses looking particularly bright, "She can still ask me for it, right? But it's obvious that I, a profiteer, have even less conscience than Sang Bo."
As for whether Ruan Mei will come back to look for...
It doesn’t matter. He plucked a large chip from a pile of scrap metal, broke it into pieces and fed it to the cats. They will surely become smarter and stronger. If that doesn’t work…
Feed a little bit of each Star God's little trash!
"They miss Ruan Mei very much, just like a child depends on its mother." Xing felt that there was nothing wrong with Cheng Che's logic, but still put forward his own idea, "You... can't stop them from running back to find Ruan Mei on their own."
Cheng Che tilted his head, "If you lack maternal love, just find another mother. Kafka's word magic is quite useful."
star:……
Xing fell silent, staring at Cheng Che with a pair of golden eyes full of complexity.
Kafka's Word Spirit Technique can suppress Blade's demonic body, stop Blade and Danheng from fighting, and make her follow the train obediently, but...
Is it used on cat cakes?
Cheng Che patted Xing's shoulder and said calmly, "I'm sorry to let you see my immoral side, but I have no morals. This time..."
Cheng Che paused, and looked at Xing with a deep and complicated look, "This time I not only intend to destroy the nest, I also intend to format the brains of the creatures directly."
It depends on what stage the formatting can reach.
Either a bunch of creatures chase Ruan Mei and make her cry and annoy her to death, or Ruan Mei chases a bunch of creatures but no one pays attention to her.
As for whether he can do it...if he can't, he will go and take advantage of Aha!
Xing was silent for a moment, then raised his hands and clapped them, "You cruel little crow!"
Cheng Che glanced at Xing, then cast his gaze to Jing Yuan who was standing beside him, and looked at the raccoon in his arms. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head and said, "Then I won't share with you. You already have a cat."
Jing Yuan looked at the dark cat cake in the bag and nodded, "Well, it's good to have a cat."
Not only does he have raccoons, he also has a fan with a picture of a white-haired general rolling around in a pile of raccoons. If he gets a few more... the fan might become reality.
General Shen Ce still has to save some face.
But Cheng Che's character of arranging his funeral affairs before even destroying the nest is quite confident.
"Nguyen Mei, Nguyen Mei, where does your path lead to?"
"Ruan Mei, Ruan Mei, why don't you look back?"
An inexplicable and strange ballad sound came from the side. Xing, who had not yet removed the synesthesia beacon, touched his head and turned in another direction. He couldn't help but frowned, "It seems that there are still a lot of cat snacks. I heard a lot of voices."
"Let's go!" Cheng Che immediately made up his mind and pushed the trash can, urging: "Even the nest is gone!!!"
star:……
"What if the number is not what you want?" Xing asked as he led the way, his voice hesitant, "Don't you dismantle the space station?"
"How could I? I was counting on these little snacks to become spirits..." Cheng Che muttered, pushing the trash can and quickening his pace. "If it's not enough, I can go find Ruan Mei. She screwed me again. If I want to apologize... it's not too much to make a few more failed creations, right?"
Even if it doesn't work, he seems to have secretly copied a copy of the experimental records just now. Can't he study it?
"That...that's fine." Xing nodded with emotion, quickly walked through a long corridor covered with insect powder, and pushed open the door at the end.
A bunch of cat snacks appeared in the field of vision, singing and jumping together, and the outer shell and the filling made the same ripple sound.
Xing crossed his arms across his chest, feeling very satisfied, "Even the nest is destroyed! Charge the crows!"