Around four o'clock in the afternoon, Gwen finished dealing with the backlog of affairs, stretched out comfortably, walked leisurely to the lounge, and sat with Cat Varo. Cat Varo sat on the carpet.
, but a little taller than Gwen sitting on the sofa. The weather outside the window is beautiful. I wonder if it is because the Black Tea Festival is approaching, and even the atmosphere is a little lively.
Gwen sat down, picked up the latest issue of "Anecdotes of Utopia for Cats" and glanced at it.
The contributors are all Maodeng.
Through the opinions of writing cats, you can get a lot of interesting perspectives, such as:
[That big speaker plays the radio every day, and the cat thinks it is PUA! If it stops playing one day, people will even miss this time!]
And recipe news:
[Collect cats, the sweet and sour sauce made of Utopia wild sweet berries mixed with spinach sauce, cats will really love it, cats can!]
Or news from a parallel world:
[Parallel World No. 6 is going to be inspected, please smuggle the cats out and run away quickly, let the witch catch them, and you will lose half a catty of cat hair!]
However, only the cat Varro can bring this journal, and after the cat is brought here, he will be wary of onlookers and will not allow readers to take away these messages, because in her words:
"Meow, Cat has been complained by Cat Publishing House again!"
Cat Varro patted his belly and complained to Gwen:
"Every time a cat brings a copy of this journal out, the cat will be fined half a catty of fur! The cat is about to become a giant cat lantern, so it will be a big loss!"
Her complaints were purposeful and clear.
"What are you going to eat this time?"
Gwen simply skipped the testing phase and asked the fat cat.
"Meow, the cat is not that kind of cat!" Cat Varo has a hypocrisy that ordinary cat lanterns do not have. It is said that the difference between the giant cat lantern and ordinary cat lanterns is that it is worse, more cunning and more hypocritical. It awakens the best in various human qualities.
On the other hand, it has successfully become a creature with extremely strong social attributes.
She twisted her beard and couldn't control her uncontrollable smile:
"The cat heard about it! The squirrel bought you beef and special grilled sausages, many of which were brought here by the cat!"
Pay attention to hitting those things?
Gwen touched her chin.
When you entrust Cat Lantern to transport goods, you only need to worry about whether Cat Lantern will abandon the cargo and run away due to being attacked.
There is no need to worry about whether there will be unreasonable losses in their entrustment...but the opposite can also be said, as long as there are reasonable losses, there will definitely be losses.
"one third."
"Meow, the cat is..."
Gwen flicked the dragon's tail and poked Cat Lantern's belly hard: "I want to eat too."
"Meow."
Cat Varro blinked, his whiskers twitched again, and then answered "Okay".
Now Gwen could finally rest assured and read the newspaper with peace of mind.
At the same time, he also followed the fellow man and the cat Varo, a cat with claw eyes in the parallel world, to gather information.
He asked: "There's no big news recently, right?"
Cat Varo is also reading the newspaper, and even wears a pair of huge sunglasses - seriously, can a cat lamp really be seen clearly with sunglasses?
"No big news, meow, but the cat heard that an immortal was besieged by other immortals, and one of the besiegers was Luna Sisko."
Hearing the name, Gwen was very interested in it. He put down the newspaper: "It's it again?"
"Again." Cat Varro said: "Luna Sisko offended too many other immortals during the Eternal Rebellion, so he will maintain a strong desire to attack and disrupt the situation whenever there is nothing. No matter whether the cannibals
Even non-cannibals are afraid of her."
Cat Varro is quite insightful: "This diplomatic attitude can win a huge political space, plus she keeps moving closer to the direction of the witch. This is a shrewd attitude. There are six Lords in the game now, so... meow
Ouch!"
game?
Gwen looked at Cat Varro's face and knew that the cat had spilled the beans.
Game, I have to ask this clearly.
Gwen coughed, "Six witch lords?"
"How could the cat spill the beans!" Cat Varro was a little annoyed, but she was very frank and would spill the beans. She simply said to Gwen, "Yes, there are six witch lords who are fighting against the immortals.
I am interested in the pattern, and hope to develop some downlines here. Witches are not always united. In a stable state of opening champagne, almost in a state of civil war is the true nature of each Lord, but their servants fight for their lives.
Hell, it’s also very common for them to drink tea together in the afternoon and attend, hahahaha, the Little Witch Club party where they can’t afford to wear clothes.”
This cat really doesn’t look like a cat lantern.
Ordinary cat lamps don't have as much experience as she does, and they know exactly what can and cannot be seen through.
This is the biggest problem Gwen has when communicating with cat lights like Cat Kaka.
There are many things that are not important, but Mao Deng thinks they are very important, so he speaks mysteriously.
But after a thousand twists and turns, the thing mentioned is still the same thing, and it is still not important.
Cat Varro doesn't.
The things she doesn't want to reveal are very dangerous things.
If she is willing to go all the way, that means nothing will happen if she goes all the way.
"Does this mean that Luna Sisko has made a clear deal with the witch?"
"Lord. Meow, Lord Witch." Cat Varo flicked his tail, "Witch and Lord Witch are two different concepts. Let's put it this way, have you ever played board games?"
"Played with it."
"What have you played?"
"The Pink Book."
"Meow, very...meow?"
Gwen stopped teasing the cat: "Is there a game like Strange Town in your world?"
"Yes, but it's called Cat Town Strange Tales... The cats didn't change it intentionally, it's because this game actually has a package called Dog Town. This cat can't stand it, meow!"
Maowaro complained, "Meow, what about board games like Dungeons and Dragons and Pathfinder?"
"I've heard of it, and I've seen friends play it."
Gwen once saw someone playing this thing in the lounge of an Internet cafe. In the smoke, the seeds of fantasy sprouted vigorously, and the world of swords and magic solidified like clouds.
"That's good, meow. The witch is equivalent to the standard adventurer template, well, the elite adventurer template. The witch lord is like various gods. In essence, it can also be explained as a 'slightly more powerful mortal'
, but in fact, they have at least a hundred or so worlds directly under their control, and the armed forces they control can swallow several planets!"
Cat Varo took off his funny sunglasses, revealing his wide-eyed cat eyes:
"Meow, so how can we say they are the same? If you understand the Three Kingdoms era, the Rose War and the Warring States of Japan in the parallel world, these witch lords are the governors, lords, princes, and famous places in various places. Feudal enough, but not enough
It’s powerful, and everyone agrees, meow-a-ha!”
If Luna Sisko is related to this kind of golden thigh, he will indeed be able to hold his head high among the immortals.
"Cat Varo, do you know the Witch Lord?"
"Meow, you can't do it. Cats can't do it." Cat Varo looked downcast and said honestly, "Only the giant cat lamp can work for the Witch Lord and enjoy super good treatment, such as the Starry Sky Airship.
Enjoyable toys are also distributed!”
The status of the Witch Lord seems to be close to the ceiling in the witch society.
But when it comes to this, Gwen thinks of her Lord and feels quite troubled.
This guy doesn't even have a reply right now. It's a bit like the customer service display that shows 'read' but 'no reply'.
Not knowing a person's true purpose is the scariest thing.
Gwen could not think through all her experiences to think about what the Lord wanted, why she signed a contract with herself, and whether her dragon horns and tails came from the power of the body itself or from the Lord.
What about the power?
While chatting with Cat Varo, Gwen discovered a very meaningful message in "Cats See...". It was a cat lantern that discovered an ultra-small lantern rich in gold while traveling in the starry sky.
Star. This cat lantern seems to have taken refuge with a witch lord all of a sudden... The witch still values gold, although it only values gold that is easy to mine.
By five o'clock, Gwen had already seen the Chef Demon and Chef Cat Lanterns on the Sniper Cat, who were busy preparing ingredients for dinner.
The Demon Chef is a very famous existence in the multi-faceted universe.
Demons are the most chaotic X element in the world, and countless weirdos and geniuses have been born from them. Demon chefs are a profession developed by a group of demons who cannot tolerate the life of eating hair and drinking blood. They have the ability to create food and recipes. And they also have the ability to create food and recipes.
Enhanced growth factors that will increase all kinds of chaos - for example, after Red Dog ate a pot of soup, his chest actually expanded slightly.
And Cat Lamp? Haha, Cat Lamp is most famous for Cat Lamp, followed by Chef.
In Utopia, since there are often curfews on large trains, people start to eat at around five o'clock. When the curfew starts at about 8:30, they can start eating all the way into the evening. In Utopia, where there is not enough food, eating is
It is worth spending so much time on entertainment activities, not to mention that Utopians will not eat or sleep without talking, and they also have social interaction, card games, etc. as accompaniments to their meals.
Then a visitor came.
The rabbit poked its head out from the wall and said dissatisfied: "Gwen! Your visitor!"
It makes sense for her to be upset.
Utopians usually don't come to visit at this time. The curfew is coming soon. Do you want to live and eat together?
"mine?"
Gwen stepped on the plush slippers on the ground and used her tail to prop herself up.
"Who would come to me at this time?"
"woman."
"Huh?" Gwen was a little doubtful whether there was something wrong with Tu Xi's tone, so she grabbed the other party's tail and pinched it to let the other party know his position as a younger brother here.
"Meow meow! It's a woman named Chrissy!"
is her.
A woman with chestnut hair appeared in my mind. This woman was sunny and good-looking, and had a playful attitude with plenty of room for it.
very sunny.
It can be called the sunshine plus version of the cursed blade, and its stature is not even inferior to that of a rabbit.
Gwen's eyes lingered on Tu Xi's body for a moment. Jie Mao was indeed a little chubby, but the kind of chubby boys dreamed of, not the "Jimei people who weigh 300 pounds are just chubby, so be confident."
"Please give her a cup of tea, and I'll go change my clothes."
Gwen sighed.
Rabbit nodded: "Good tea or bad tea?"
"Suka's, okay!"
Gwen was not willing to lose face in this regard.
…
After returning to the room, Gwen changed into a one-piece yoga suit, then put on a pair of boots that covered her thighs, and finally put on Curse Blade's witch's uniform robe as a cloak. In theory, this piece of equipment
He should have returned the cursed blade, but Gwen learned the spirit of the cat lantern and ignored him when it came to returning things.
Fortunately, the Cursed Blade itself doesn't have much interest.
…
When he went to the reception room, Chrissy was already waiting for him inside. Her chestnut hair was particularly energetic, tied into a high ponytail like Dva who had returned from the watch. She was tall and healthy. She was wearing an agent windbreaker and had both hands.
Holding the tea, her soft and waxy dog ears kept shaking as she praised her, as if to express her approval of the tea. When she saw Gwen, her delicate and beautiful face was immediately filled with happiness.
"Agent Gwen!" she greeted, "your tea is really incredible, what is it called?"
Agent?
oh.
By the way, secret agents have some respect among the elite departments of the government and are treated as one of their own, so they will also call each other agents.
Gwen replied: "It's called Tieguanyin."
"Ti, Gu, Ren?"
Chris repeated the Cantonese pronunciation doubtfully, and then smiled heartily, "It's witch language, right? Haha! I didn't expect you to speak witch language!"
"It's just a little bit, and I learned it from Mao Lantern."
One advantage of having a good relationship with Mao Deng is that no matter what happens, they can be blamed on them. Anyway, when Mao Deng hears similar questions, their reaction attitude is usually the same, that is, "Did the cat do it?"
"Meow! The cat did it!" "Cats are amazing, meow hahaha!"
Even the cat Varro has similar qualities.
Very interesting, very typical traits.
"Agent Chris, can I call you that?"
Chrissy nodded: "As you wish."
Gwen asked: "Agent, why did you come here this time? If you still want to persuade me to fight against the Dragon Flame for you like you did in the past, I must ask you to withdraw this cooperation invitation. In the Fellowship
Above, the Sniper Cat will continue to stand on the side of the Fellow, that is, Longyan."
This kind of statement was so hypocritical that it made him blush a little.
He once asked Cursed Blade, "Are we rebelling against Dragon Flame?"
Curse Blade's answer was, "We are not against the Dragon Flame, we are just against the Dragon Flame that is unclear. As long as we can argue our interests with him, then it will be fine."
Chris was used to this kind of argument and nodded:
"It's not about this. I came here this time on the orders of the special operations team to discuss a smuggling contract with you."
"smuggling?"
Sukka, are official personnel also involved in smuggling?
"We heard that you can handle similar matters here. Can we discuss this business with you?"
Gwen touched her chin:
"What to transport?"
"A few packages, but they are not shipped, but shipped from outside. Is that okay?"