Chapter 132 Purchasing a Cat
"It's daddy, mom!"
Hijiu Lu exclaimed excitedly, his little face instantly glowing with joy.
Bai Ming's heart suddenly tightened.
Although Jiulu seems to be just an innocent little girl, he has never forgotten that she exists in this strange copy of [Apartment].
It is difficult to say what her essence is, and it is even harder for her parents to judge.
What's more, the house is in a mess at this moment, with corpses lying around and blood everywhere.
How would Jiulu’s parents view this scene?
How will you treat him?
Bai Ming has made up his mind. Once something goes wrong after opening the door, he will take action first and never sit back and wait for death.
Just when he was about to ask Jiulu to open the door, the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole suddenly came from outside the door.
This was originally in vain. After all, the door lock had been damaged long ago, and the door was barely covered by Bai Ming with debris. He could push it open with a little force.
But when—!
A heavy, distant bell suddenly rang, and the loud sound waves penetrated the wall and echoed throughout the room, making the air tremble slightly.
Bai Ming's spirit fell into a trance, as if his consciousness was pulled away for a moment and then suddenly thrust back.
When he woke up again, he found himself lying on the low table in front of the TV, his body as soft as a cat that had just woken up.
There were no bodies, no bloodstains, and no smell of blood.
The room was as tidy as ever, and the door was intact, as if the bloody fight had never happened.
Jiulu and her parents were sitting around the dining table, eating lunch happily.
Warm lights are shining, dishes are clinked, people are talking and laughing, creating a warm and harmonious family atmosphere.
Seeing Bai Ming looking up, Jiulu immediately jumped off the chair with a smile, ran over, reached into the cat food bag on the side, and took out a round piece of cat food.
"Mimi is awake? Are you hungry after smelling the fragrance?" She said with a smile, passing the cat food to Bai Ming's mouth, and gently scratching his chin with her other hand, "Come on, eat quickly! Only when you are full can you have the strength to play with me~"
Her tone was innocent and natural, as if she had completely forgotten that Bai Ming had spoken words, let alone those men in black who suddenly broke in and died instantly, and the hijacking that endangered her life.
Dad was wearing a silver collar, picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth: "Is Mimi old? It's time to find him a companion."
Mom was also wearing a silver collar, nodded in agreement: "Yes, otherwise when the estrus period comes, it will make people unable to sleep all night long. , that’s so annoying.”
There was nothing on Jiulu’s neck. Jiulu blinked his big innocent eyes and tilted his head curiously: “Mating? In heat? What does that mean?”
The mother smiled softly: “Just let Mimi be the father and give birth to a litter of kittens.”
"Really?" Jiulu immediately clapped her hands in surprise and turned to Bai Ming with bright eyes, "Wouldn't there be a lot of small breasts? That's great! "
She excitedly approached Bai Ming again and poked lightly with her finger. He poked his head: "Can't you open it, Mimi? Are you not interested? There will soon be a group of cute cats like you to play with you!"
Bai Ming was speechless to the extreme, but he still maintained his lying posture, not even bothering to move the tip of his tail.
This copy was full of weirdness. Before he could figure out the rules, he decided to stand still and wait and see.
As for mating and estrus?
Hah, the physiological instinct of ordinary animals is a joke to players like him.
The afternoon sun falls through the glass ceiling above the apartment patio, casting long shadows on the corridor.
Jiulu family took Bai Ming out of the house. The little girl hugged him tightly and looked around curiously along the way.
The family is actually just moving along a long circular corridor.
This huge enclosed apartment is like a small world of its own. The residential units on all sides are like four huge pillars reaching the sky, dividing the sky into regular rectangles, leaving only a wide and bright atrium in the middle.
The father looked down at his excited daughter: "What kind of companion does Jiulu want to accompany Mimia? What color do you want? Long-haired or short-haired?"
Mom also smiled and came over, gently caressing Bai Ming's head: "Yes, what kind of person does Jiulu like? Do you want a chubby one, or one with agility like Mimi?"
Jiulu hugged the black cat tightly in his arms without hesitation, rubbed his soft fur affectionately with his cheek, and declared loudly: "I don't want anything else! I want one exactly like Mimi! The same black fur, the same His golden eyes are just as powerful! "
Bai Ming stayed quietly in Jiulu's arms, his golden eyes observing everything around him calmly. No matter how much the family teased him, he treated him like a cold cat.
What time did you first wake up?
It seems to be 11 o'clock in the morning.
The second time I woke up it seemed like 12:30. The old-fashioned wall clock in the living room read the time, and now it was 2:30 pm.
For three and a half hours, apart from the two sets of contradictory rules, I found no more clues in this copy.
There is no trace of other players.
And everyone I saw along the way, without exception, was wearing a silver collar.
What happened to Jiulu?
Why is this guy so special?
Wait a minute!
Bai Ming suddenly thought of a possibility. Jiulu appeared with him in a single home.
Then the man in black broke in with a clear goal, to kill Jiulu and capture him.
If the twilight game maintains basic fairness, then other players' initial configuration should be similar to his.
But are other players capable of wiping out all those men in black?
It is not that Bai Ming is arrogant, he dares to assert that even those level 11 players in the C-dungeon will never be able to replicate his record.
The distribution of expertise points is extremely valuable, except for S-level players, or A-level players who can navigate dungeons below C-level.
Other players will not choose offensive feats.
Would rather choose feats that increase survivability, saving throws, control, or support abilities.
After all, confronting ghosts head-on is a dead end for most players.
What's more, even if those players all selected attack specialties, are they as powerful as Bai Ming?
Bai Ming's attack specialties are all blood-colored specialties, not to mention the A-level dodge specialization [Cowardless Mouse].
Even if other players are at a higher level and have stronger attributes after the burst of willpower, they will never be able to protect their "Nine Deer" from the attack of the men in black.
The greater possibility is that even they themselves will not end well.
However, Bai Ming can be sure that none of those players are dead.
Otherwise, it would be terrible if a copy is destroyed as soon as it comes in.
This is not the difficulty that a C-copy should have.
So, where are these players now?
Bai Ming narrowed his eyes, and a guess gradually formed in his mind.
....
The place to buy cats is located in the southwest corner of the first floor of the apartment. There are dozens of rooms there that have been opened up and connected into a spacious and bright hall market.
This place is extremely lively today, with a lot of people and bustling people.
There are countless cat cages neatly arranged on both sides, and all kinds of cats are locked in them.
Elegant puppets, lively Siamese, and honest British shorthair -
However, Bai Ming was keenly aware that the eyes of these "cats" were completely different.
They do not have the ignorance and laziness of ordinary cats. Instead, they are vigilantly observing, cautiously sizing up, and even carrying a trace of undisguised anxiety.
The eyes are very smart, and they are clearly "human" eyes.
When their eyes fell on the black collar that still existed around Bai Ming's neck, they all showed expressions of disbelief and shock.
Similarly, Jiulu is also their focus of observation, but some cats show deep pity and sympathy in their eyes when they see Jiulu.
As expected, these are all cats transformed by players.
And they are all cats without collars.
This proves that at the beginning of the dungeon, these players had no ability to protect themselves, and they were all captured by black people.
The "Nine Deer" they configured themselves were even more unlucky and all died.
Wait a minute!
Something’s wrong, are there so many players?
There are at least hundreds of cats here. Although this enclosed apartment is very large, at least tens of thousands of people live there.
But this is just a C-level copy, can it accommodate so many players?
"No! No! None!" Jiulu pouted, angrily walking past each cage, and shaking his head in disappointment, "None of them are like Mimi! There are no golden eyes! Maomao is not dark enough!"
Mom gently held Jiulu's hand and comforted her softly: "Okay, okay, Mimi is unique. If we look carefully, maybe there will be a match for her eyes."
Dad also leaned down and touched Jiulu's head: "Yes, Jiulu. It doesn't have to be exactly the same, maybe others are also very cute and awesome?"
As he said that, his eyes roamed among the cat cages, and finally stopped on a black cat that looked particularly quiet and had particularly complicated eyes.
It has a somewhat similar body shape to Bai Ming, except that its pupils are green.
"What do you think of this one?"
Dad pointed at the cat and asked.
旁边的卖家立刻笑着凑上来：「这位先生好眼光！这猫聪明又亲人，血统正，性格也好，和您家这只黑的真是般配！「
经过一番讨价还价，最终以3000元的价格成交。
The new member is put into a portable cat carrier and taken home.
Along the way, the green-eyed black cat was always quietly looking at Bai Ming with curious and inquiring eyes, and Bai Ming was also looking at him.
After realizing that these cats are not necessarily players, but copies that may have "human" identities, Bai Ming has to carefully observe the details of each other.
Even if Bai Ming guessed, only those cats that showed sympathy and compassion for Jiulu were likely to be indigenous.
Because the possibility of being a native and not knowing the rules is very low.
But they say it is only very low. Who can guarantee that the indigenous people will know?
And players must not see the rules?
So we have to guard against it.
"Okay! From now on you will be called Mi!"
As soon as he entered the door, Jiulu couldn't wait to open the cat cage and announced excitedly.
"Get along well with Mimi!"
Mom looked at the new cat with a smile: "It looks quite docile, so bright."
Dad also nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, it's a companion."
However, just as the cat cage door opened, the black cat called "Er Mi" stepped out of the cage and a sudden change occurred!
A faint light flashed, and the cat's shape twisted and expanded rapidly. Almost in the blink of an eye, an adult woman wearing a black tights and no collar around her neck suddenly appeared on the spot, with a surprised look on her face.
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