"Speaking of Dahui, do your Wuwu family have any plans for the future?"
Sitting invisibly in a tomb in the mausoleum, Deathstroke was drinking wine with the cat. Suddenly his nose felt a little itchy. He quickly took away the bottle, turned around and sneezed, and asked as if to cover up his runny nose.
Other topics from A Thousand Cats' Dream.
With his physical condition, it is impossible for him to catch a cold, so someone is talking about him behind his back? Who could it be?
"We actually don't have any plans for the future, at least as far as I know, just take it one day at a time."
The cat wearing a small Spider-Man uniform sat cross-legged on the ground nearby, holding a small wine glass in his paws:
"Anyway, for us Sandman, the future is too broad. Dreams existed when the first creature in the universe appeared. Then I ask you a question, Slade. When the last creature in the universe disappears, what will happen to them in the past?"
Will those dreams disappear?"
"Probably not. Stories are traces of the existence of life." Su Ming gave an answer without much thought, at least from the standpoint of the Supreme Mage, this is the case.
"That's it. Even if all things return to the void in the future and the void engulfs everything, as long as you are still alive and you can still dream, you can continue to see me, and I will exist forever because of this."
Having said this, the cat seemed quite happy, and its tail swung in a circle, like a lasso wielded by cowboys.
"But I'm not a cat." Seeing how cute it looked, Su Ming couldn't help but stroke it. That's the disadvantage of teaming up with A Thousand Cat Dreams. People can't help but stroke the fur.
pets.
"It could be you, haven't you ever dreamed that you turned into another animal? For example, a bird, or some kind of sea creature."
The gray cat purrs when being touched. Although it is very powerful, it still retains a lot of cat habits:
"Everything is possible in dreams, and many times, humans don't realize that their dreams are not much different from the dreams of other creatures."
The fact is that human beings always feel that they are the spirit of all things, located at the top of the earth's food chain, with the highest level of intelligence, and other creatures are not as smart as them.
From a practical point of view, this is indeed true, but in terms of dreams, this is completely wrong. The dreams of many plants are more colorful than those of humans, not to mention the dreams of animals.
Especially after entering the new era of technological explosion, human beings' dreams have become more and more simple. They are nothing more than making a fortune, enjoying life, finding a beautiful spouse, having a healthy and happy family, or dreaming about monsters in horror movies, etc.
, almost all of them are traceable.
It's like a dream printed in a template. Although the emotions are complicated, the logic of the story is very simple.
On the contrary, plants will dream about sunlight entering their bodies, about stars emitting light, and then about the universe and about other plants on other planets.
They communicate silently, wave leaves to express joy, open flowers to communicate with each other, and feel the same emotions from distant places. These behaviors are more like a dream.
Because dreams are supposed to be unpredictable and never the same.
"Then I don't know. I haven't seen what the dreams of other animals and plants are like. The androids made by my family have not dreamed of electronic sheep for so many years, alas."
Sighing inexplicably, Deathstroke and the big cat clinked their wine glasses, each took a swig of vodka, and then made grimaces at the same time.
But at this moment, I happened to see Batman walking through the door with two girls, and the three of them were in good condition. At least the two girls were talking and laughing. They seemed to be able to easily learn from the 'script'
Out.
The cat scratched its head with its paw. It couldn't figure it out. In its opinion, the configuration of that team was just average. How could it successfully escape without any movement at all?
If you follow what Deathstroke said and use the energy of Metal X, you can at least feel the vibration.
As if he saw the puzzled expression on the cat's face, Deathstroke bent down and picked up the cat, followed him while remaining invisible, and said the standard answer:
"Because he is Batman."
Su Ming didn't even bother to guess how to do it specifically. If he had nothing to do all day long to guess Batman's thoughts, the final result would be to become a 'Joker'.
As long as the results are good, nothing else matters.
After walking out of the small hiding room, one person and one cat silently followed the trio in front, continuing along the dark tomb passage, breathing in the air full of dust and the scent of sandalwood.
This feeling really feels like walking on the earth, but it's not, because the further you advance, the heavier the heaviness in the air becomes, and it even makes people feel like their heartbeats are becoming irregular.
"Hey."
As a symbiote, Strangler's perception is obviously more acute, or it can be said to be the intuition of a beast. It proactively reminds the host that there is a high-density energy field in front of it. Although it is a restrained one, its level is not low.
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"Well, it's okay. Batman is going ahead anyway." Su Ming was very indifferent. He stuffed a small piece of chocolate into Strangler's mouth and saw that its eyes turned into crescents: "It's not time for me to take action. After all, a
The enemies haven’t shown up yet, have they?”
"Hey."
Strangler agreed with this, but it was not optimistic about when dinner could be served, because there was no smell of living things here except for a group of people.
If he had known earlier, he might as well have eaten Pathfinder's group of aliens before. Anyway, he himself admitted that he was not a human being, and there was no psychological burden on eating alien jelly beans.
"It's just a piece of past history, a story that hasn't happened yet. You won't get anything valuable by eating it. His brains may not be as tasty as pig brains."
Su Ming did not take steps, but floated to follow, so that there would be no problem of footprints. While floating, he said to the symbiote:
"Wait a moment. If we find the power of mystery, we will follow this line to check and let you eat good food sooner or later."
The symbiote has no doubt about this. It believes that its host can definitely do it. This is the confidence brought by victory over and over in the past. If there is food, it will be there. Deathstroke is its god.
"We're almost there. Do you see any light ahead?" While communicating silently with the symbiote, the big cat in his arms stretched out his paws and pointed forward: "I feel a very depressing energy, not much in total.
, but the level is very high.”
"Oh, did you feel it too? It seems that Batman felt it too. Look at him, he hid in the darkness again, like a professional thief."
Su Ming poked his chin forward, gesturing to the cat to look. At this time, Batman was almost invisible to the naked eye. He was hiding in the darkest shadow next to the light.