Under the kind gaze, Friday was like a baby that had just learned to walk. He walked cautiously and came to Mawei. His eyes rolled around and drifted to Buggy and Odin on the left and right.

"Are you alright?"

"I've heard everything about you."

Friday's pupils shrank, and before he could speak, Ma Wei continued: "You have done well over the years. You have earnestly fulfilled the mission of the Cat Legion and made a lot of contributions. You deserve a reward."

After hearing this, Friday's tense mood finally relaxed.

"You have some conscience and know how to reward me. Tell me, what treasure do you want to give me?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet."

After clearing his throat, Ma Wei took a box of cans with a smile, opened them, and pushed them in front of Friday: "Try it, this is a can newly developed by the church, with flavors carefully selected by Xiao Hei."

Friday lowered his head and licked it, and found that it tasted pretty good, so he ate it.

Ma Wei combed its hair and said slowly: "Without the Cat Legion, the church would never be what it is today. I am very grateful to you. Those who have made merit must be rewarded, and those who have made mistakes must be punished. And you, Friday, you

You are the cat with the highest status besides Fat Orange and Xiao Hei, so I won’t reward you too much..."

Licking the corner of his mouth, Friday raised his head and said proudly: "That's it, that's it!"

"Do you think the church has treated you badly over the years?"

"Isn't it good? Well... no." Friday thought hard, "Except for the more difficult tasks, everything else is pretty good."

"That's it..."

Ma Wei nodded slowly: "Does Levin love you enough?"

"Why did you mention him?"

"Just curious."

"He is very good to me! I have known him for many years... If he was not good to me, I would have run away long ago!"

"Then do you think love can melt ice?"

"Of course!" Friday nodded without thinking.

"In that case..."

Ma Wei's eyes gradually turned cold: "Why did you lie to us?"

His beard trembled, Friday shuddered, looked around, and found that Buggy and Odin were vaguely blocking the escape route.

"I...what did I lie to you?"

"Levine said that you met on a sunny afternoon. Because that day was Friday, I called you Friday... Is this your original name?"

"Are you kidding..." Friday was still trying to argue.

"Should I call you Friday, or should I call you Araby? The great ancient god of wisdom."

As soon as Arabi's name was spoken, the sneer on Friday's face disappeared, becoming expressionless and calm. The previous panic and vigilance completely disappeared, and the way he spoke also changed: "When did you know?"

"Three months ago."

"Beryl told you?"

"To be precise, I guessed it myself. He gave me a hint. After all, I have long known that Arabi, the ancient god of wisdom, is hiding among us."

Friday nodded and asked again: "Does he know?"

"You mean Levin? He doesn't know yet, but he will soon... Do you want me to tell him the truth?"

"It doesn't matter."

"It seems love can't melt ice." Ma Wei sneered.

Friday said calmly: "The prerequisite for love to melt ice cubes is that the ice cubes can be melted. I have never said that I am an ice cube."

Ma Wei glanced at the wall clock and realized that ten minutes had passed since he ate the can on Friday. He turned around and said, "It's almost time to have an attack..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Friday felt a cramp in his abdomen, as if something was about to come out, squirming and constantly hitting its belly.

"What did you feed me?"

"What do those little bugs you grabbed from Odin's head taste like?"

"not bad."

As he spoke, Friday stood on his two feet, and his figure quickly grew taller. His hair fell away and turned into tough skin. In just a few seconds, he turned into a burly middle-aged man.

He opened his mouth at an incredible angle, stretched out his arms that were long enough to hang to the ground, reached into his belly, pulled out the stomach pouch and threw it away, then wiped his mouth and said as if nothing was wrong: "I seem to have tasted Austrian food."

Ding’s hair oil, which has not been washed for tens of thousands of years, really insults the delicious taste of these insects..."

Seeing that the bugs had no effect on him, Ma Wei took two steps back and sent a signal to Buggy and Odin: "Do it!"

Baggy and Odin, who had been prepared for a long time, took action at the same time, attacking Arabi from the left and right. Arabi did not move and allowed them to attack him. In the blink of an eye, he was reduced to a puddle of flesh.

"Mad! He ran away!"

The skin was fake, Baji cursed angrily, even though he knew long ago that he could not catch Arabi, he still felt unhappy about being played by him.

"He is controlling this body from a distance! The real body is not here at all!"

Fat Orange walked to Arabi's stomach that had been thrown aside, and found that it was bulging as if there was something inside. He stretched out his claws to pry open a corner. As soon as he opened it, a strong sour and putrid smell hit his face, and countless

Black bugs crawled out quickly, and at their feet was the body of a kitten.

The kitten is blue, the same breed as Friday, but much smaller than Friday. It looks like it was just born, curled up, like it was sleeping soundly in the snow on a cold winter night, and it still retains the same posture as when it died.

.

Ma Wei could roughly guess why the body of this blue kitten appeared in Arabi's stomach.

Arabi borrowed Friday's body, and before he could find Friday, Friday died in an alley in the winter. If Friday survived that cold night, he might be able to meet Levin.

Ma Wei didn't know if Friday, whose body was borrowed, was conscious. If it was, then it must be happy after meeting Levin, just like the sweet dream it had before it died, on that sunny afternoon...

"Araby left Friday here on purpose."

The silent Fat Orange stared at the body of the blue kitten and suddenly said: "What is false and what is real? If we don't expose Arabi's trick, will Friday be able to live forever? We did,

Is it Arabi’s conspiracy or Friday’s dream?”

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I don't know." Ma Wei said.

"How are you going to explain it to Xiaomei?"

"I have no idea."

Friday died, some cats lost their partners, some lost their beloved cats, and some fell into a brief confusion with their cats.

Friday's death is destined not to stir up trouble. Just as it froze to death in an inconspicuous alley, its funeral was also very simple, with a coffin, a cemetery, a tombstone with Friday written on it, a bouquet of white flowers, a few cans, and a few

Mourners.

Coincidentally, the day of burial was also a Friday, and the tombstone looked more like a date than a name.

Xiaomei was very calm, not as calm as if she had come to attend a funeral. She sat dignifiedly in front of the tombstone and stared at the soil that was constantly being filled back.

Levin was very sad, staring at the tombstone and muttering to himself, saying something in a tone that no one could hear clearly. He once tried to go to the land of death to find Friday’s soul, but unfortunately, Friday’s soul never went there.

In the land of death, it was forcibly detained by Arabi. How powerful can the soul of a cat be?

Without the protection of Arabi, the soul returned to heaven and earth in the form of the purest spirituality.

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After the funeral, Mavey and others returned to Mosk. The previously captured prisoners were released in the name of the goddess and Pope Levin, giving them a chance to reform.

Babas and other extraordinary race leaders immediately became much more stable after Mavey returned and no longer thought of taking refuge in the ancient gods. On the contrary, it was Edward's departure that left Levin unable to explain to Mavey.

Edward, who had recovered his memory, left the Romanov Kingdom with Evelyn and the Vampires, went to the United States of Citi, and became one of the Seventy-Two Demon Gods. Although it was regrettable, Ma Wei was not sad.

The one who chose to leave was not Edward, but Igor.

When there are bad things, there are good things. In the past three years, with the strong support of the Church of Truth, scientists from the Northern Alliance have achieved breakthroughs one after another. In order to cope with the daily drastic changes in the situation, the Alliance countries established the Central Academy of Sciences and gathered top scientists from various countries in Mozambique.

Sk, work together.

Judging from the results, this decision is obviously wise. Without the shackles of the country, scientists exchanged valuable experiences. Physics, chemistry, and alchemy have all made great progress. Among them, the development of electrical appliances and internal combustion engines has advanced by leaps and bounds.

, the birth of internal combustion engine power generation technology and electricity storage technology has made up for the shortcomings of alchemy from the side.

What surprised Ma Wei even more was that the current master of alchemy was none other than Misha, who was discovered in Tyumen City a few years ago. She not only completed the actual assembly of electrical alchemy, but also further reduced the structure of Er stone, making it

It can be contained in firearms. Soldiers only need to pull the trigger to output magic power, trigger a small magic circle engraved on the warhead, and then push it out with gunpowder.

You know, Misha is only eighteen years old this year!

Based on her research results, the Central Academy of Sciences also gave out the design drawings of the war beast. It is a terrifying weapon driven by an internal combustion engine and firing magic shells. It uses magic armor on the outside, is hard and resistant to magic, and can only be scratched by the devil's claws.

It leaves a shallow trace, but a magic cannonball can explode dozens of powerful magics in an instant...

The emergence of magic weapons means that alchemical technology has opened up another path - non-living assembly, metalization, and mechanization!

Ordinary people can pick up magic weapons and use them at will!

In the dark, Ma Wei felt that the wheels of the times were beginning to turn. He had been to the Belga front line and had seen the terrifying power of magic weapons in actual combat. Only one hundred and fifty tanks could disperse hundreds of thousands of monsters.
To be continued...