Tuantuan is a male cat.
To be precise, it is a fat male cat with yellow and white stripes and a pair of sea-blue eyes.
What's more, it's a civet.
There is no essential difference between civet cats and demon cats, except that civet cats are more friendly to wizards.
Tuantuan's ordinary life is very simple and comfortable.
His favorite thing is to finish chewing a roasted, golden and oily chicken leg, then lazily spread out his body, lie on the window sill and snore while squinting.
Occasionally, when he is in a leisurely mood, he does not mind shaking his fat body, taking small steps, strolling on the tiles in front of the window, and having in-depth and friendly exchanges with his uncivilized female compatriots.
As a civet with a wide range of hobbies, it doesn't mind at all the thriving girls in the college using their fragrant bodies to stimulate its sense of smell.
However, as a noble civet, it cannot tolerate those new students who play tricks on three-legged cats and act wild in front of this authentic four-legged cat.
Right now, it is encountering such challenges.
Several new students came to the balcony.
This kind of thing is very common, and Tuantuan doesn't take it seriously. Usually these pink rookies will praise and sigh a few times, and then they will retreat to the dormitory and do what every freshman should do.
But these freshmen are different.
"Do they think I'm one of those uncivilized wild cats?" Tuantuan stroked his beard angrily and narrowed his blue eyes.
In front of its eyes, a small fish made of folded paper talismans was vividly moving its head and tail, wandering in the void.
"You actually made a fake fish? It's really unreasonable!" He squinted his eyes and glanced at the little fish swaying in front of his eyes, and wiped his beard with some distress: "What should I do?"
"I'm not fooled! What should I do?" On the balcony, several freshmen were also worried about this problem.
"How about trying chicken legs?" Fatty Xin seemed to have thought of something, and took out a USB flash drive with some pain.
"Cats should eat fish." Zheng Qing muttered, and with some frustration took back the small fish that he had worked hard to make out of talisman paper for a long time.
Fatty Xin inserted the USB flash drive into the thick watch, clicked a few buttons, and a virtual screen jumped out of the void and suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
"What is this?" Zheng Qing looked at the screen curiously.
"The storage space of the Qiankun 5.03 series." Xiao Xiao next to him explained obligingly: "The currently popular fifth-generation storage technology is created through advanced magic such as virtual embodiment and multi-dimensional superposition, combined with traditional alchemy techniques such as void mustard seeds.
.It is simple to use, easy to carry, and adapts to the development of Baiding world. It has become very popular in recent years."
Fatty Xin nodded and poked the air a few times.
Five folders pop up on the virtual screen: "clothing", "food", "housing", "travel" and "use".
Then the fat man clicked on the folder named "Food", and found the "Favorite" column in the subdirectory, and found the "Most Favorite" entry in it, and finally found it from a long list.
File named 'Chicken Leg'.
Click, and the picture of five chicken legs quietly floats into the air.
"Oh, exactly five." Dylan was afraid that Fatty Xin wouldn't hear, so he leaned close to his ear and said with a smile.
Glancing at the vampire werewolf fiercely, Fatty Xin gritted his teeth and painfully selected them all, choosing to manifest them.
Xiao Xiao, who was silent on the side, took out a large plate in time and placed it under the picture of chicken legs.
A light blue light appeared above the plate, quickly outlining the appearance of five chicken legs. With a few flashes, the five hot chicken legs appeared on the plate in the fat man's hand. The rich marinade flowed along the smooth and tender texture.
The skin and meat rolled into it, as if it had just been fished out of the pot.
The steaming aroma hits your face.
"It's...so amazing!" Zheng Qing sighed for a long time, and finally held back a word of admiration.
"Humph, this is nothing!" The fat man picked up the plate with pride and pain.
Zheng Qing politely chose the smallest one, then put it in front of his eyes and looked at it for a long time without daring to speak.
"This is a specialty of our place." Fatty Xin licked his tongue and handed Xiao Xiao a chicken leg fiercely: "It's too cheap for you."
"Hmm." Dylan frowned, looking at the three remaining chicken drumsticks on the plate with a troubled expression.
"You don't like chicken legs, do you?" Fatty Xin looked eager, then suddenly realized, and said with a hearty smile: "I forgot, vampires and the like can't eat these things."
"But werewolves don't have this problem." Dylan quickly grabbed a chicken leg and threw it into his mouth. He ate it in the blink of an eye and spat out the smooth chicken bones with a 'pop' sound.
The smooth and slender chicken bones fell on the plate in the fat man's hand, making a ding-dong-dong sound.
There were traces of soup on Dylan's lips. He chewed the chicken and smiled evilly: "I'm just debating whether to choose the one with the fattest meat or the one with the most muscles."
Fatty Xin squeezed into the balcony with a dark face and said nothing.
The fat tabby cat showed no signs of laziness just now. He ran into the balcony like lightning and pressed a chicken drumstick hard with his two paws.
Fatty Xin immediately forgot about the plate, opened his five claws to grab the last one, and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.
One cat, one person, two fat pie faces twisted, chewing, panting, staring at each other fiercely.
"A big pie face, two dead fish eyes." Fatty Xin spat out the clean chicken bones in his mouth, rubbed the cat's fat face fiercely, and said angrily: "Not cute at all!"
The fat cat grunted twice, its cheeks still moving patiently.
"How do you know it likes chicken legs?" Zheng Qing threw away the chicken bones in his hands, licked the taste on his lips, and asked curiously as he looked at the man and the cat who had come to the table but still stared at each other.
"Who cares what it likes!" Fatty Xin still looked distressed. Hearing this, he was furious: "I like it the most, but some people don't like it?"
"I don't like it," Dylan said slowly.
"You are not a human being!" Xin stretched out his fat index finger and shook it contemptuously: "Besides, the one who eats the fastest has no say!"
"But that's a cat, right?" Zheng Qing corrected.
"Do you think the person who likes chicken legs will be a cat?" The fat man said confidently.
Zheng Qing nodded, then shook his head, feeling that something was wrong.
The fat cat twitched its ears, stretched its body lazily, raised its tail, and patrolled the dormitory like a lord carrying a flag, and finally chose a comfortable groove on the window sill, where he felt safe and sound.
Nestled in safely.
He felt that there seemed to be some very strange smell in this dormitory. It wasn't good or unpleasant, it was just strange.
"Weird!" It stroked its greasy beard, shook its head, and resisted the huge curiosity rising in its heart: "Tsk, tsk, curiosity killed the cat."
However, seeing that these pink newcomers are a bit attractive, I don't mind staying there for a while.
He licked his plump paws and snored with satisfaction, finding himself a very appropriate excuse.
"Shall we sleep on the bare board?" Zheng Qing, who had chosen a bed, asked calmly, holding on to the cold wooden board.
"Didn't you bring your own bedding?" Xiao Xiao on the side raised his eyes and asked in surprise.
"Of course I brought it." Zheng Qing's face turned red and he quickly took out his small gray bag.
"The school will provide you with some things, but they will definitely not be as comfortable as those at home." Dylan flashed, and the next moment he was squatting on his bed. He looked at the others with a smile, and opened the scarlet curtains on his bed with a huff.
, a blue-black, old and thick coffin was lying steadily on his bed.
Xiao Xiao's face turned pale.
"I also added some materials myself. The school will only give you a mattress." Xin patted his bulging bed with satisfaction and fell on it with great feeling. The wooden bed immediately let out a heavy gasping sound.
Zheng Qing looked at his trembling bed melancholy and sighed.
The fat cat on the window sill squinted its eyes and lazily wiped its beard, looking at the mess in the dormitory with a mocking look.
It was already very late after making the bed.
He spread the coarse sheets he had brought with him on the thick mattress. Zheng Qing fell on it, pulled the quilt he brought from home, and took a deep breath. The rich cotton fragrance filled his nostrils.
It’s as warm as the kang at grandpa’s house.
Thinking back on all the things that happened during this day, looking forward to tomorrow, thinking about it, I couldn't help but fall asleep.
This chapter has been completed!