The next morning, as soon as Albert opened his eyes, he heard some strange noise in the living room.
Oops! Are there thieves? Or assassins?!
Tiger jumped up from the bed alertly, grabbed his weapon and gun blade, and rushed out without even bothering to put on his clothes.
But that's not the case. That strange noise actually comes from a certain cat------
Mutt.
It was still early in the morning, but the cat boy had already gotten up early, and was doing exercises in the gym wearing only a pair of underpants. He pedaled the exercise bike crazily with his two slightly slender kitten legs, with that hissing sound
The sound comes from the gears of the exercise bike.
But Mutt's fitness training was not the most important thing to Albert. What worried Al the most was actually Mutt's two restless cat paws, which were busy non-stop.
"Oh, my God." The tiger couldn't help but glared at the cat boy and exclaimed: "What kind of meow monster are you, some kind of snake meow?"
Albert's complaint is no exaggeration, it should be said that it is too accurate.
Because one of Mutt's two "restless" cat paws is extending to the open kitchen twenty yards away from the fitness room, holding a pan and frying eggs; and Mutt's other paw,
He had already reached out to the sofa in the living room and was holding a rag with a strong smell of disinfectant to wipe and disinfect the protective gear used in American football.
So this guy Mutt was exercising on the exercise bike while he was cooking breakfast with the other hand and cleaning the armor with one hand. Looking at such a strange sight in front of him, Albert didn't know where to start.
It's better to complain.
"Huhu, are you sleepy?" Mutt sneered disapprovingly: "I told you a long time ago that my physique is so special. Is it rare for cat people to stretch their arms? Have you never seen cat people?
Has anyone ever done this?"
"No. I've never seen it before. At least it's not used for housework." Albert said bluntly: "The technique of extending the limbs is the same as [Crazy Transformation Technique] and [Animal Transformation Technique]. It requires long-term training to practice."
Yes, and it requires a high degree of concentration to activate, so it's not that easy to control. The average cat warrior can use [Extension Technique] for a while in battle, which is already very powerful, let alone you who are multitasking like this---
---"
Albert couldn't help but glance at Mutt's stretched arms again. He couldn't help but wonder why Mutt's arms could still move with force when they were stretched so long. What is the principle of this? The muscle nature of humanoid creatures
It should be attached to the joints and rely on relaxation and contraction to generate power, rather than twisting freely like a snake.
Could it be that Mutt's arm bones had never healed, but were broken into pieces, like a snake's spine? ------Albert couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this.
"Hey, why do you always look at me like a monster?" Mutt was a little unhappy when Albert stared at him. He retracted the arm that was making breakfast and brought a plate of breakfast to Albert.
In front of Te: "Stop looking and eat your breakfast."
Tiger scratched his head and took the plate at a loss. There were perfectly fried poached eggs on the plate. The egg yolk was still runny, and wrapped in the solidified white albumen, it showed a jelly-like elasticity. There were two more on the plate.
The sausages that are cooked just right are exuding an alluring aroma, and their crispy skin becomes crystal clear as they are fried over a fine fire, making people drool just by looking at them.
Tiger reluctantly walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down, eating in front of the coffee table. But his eyes involuntarily glanced at the protective gear next to the sofa. Mutt's other hand was still wiping the protective gear. The cat boy
My fingers are very dexterous. I can pinch the corner of the rag with my fingers and penetrate into every dirty corner and crevice of the protective gear to clean away all the sweat, dirt and oil.
"This is...my protective gear, meow?" Albert judged from the size of the protective gear that it could not belong to Mutt.
"Yes," Mutt replied angrily: "You were lazy and fell asleep after doing exercise yesterday, but the protective gear was not cleaned at all. There is a competition today, and time is tight, so I will be merciful and help you clean it.
Okay. But the rest of the protective gear can be washed for you. Only the crotch protector, please clean it yourself, okay? That thing must still be stained with bacteria from a certain part of your game yesterday. It’s so disgusting that I don’t even want to touch it.
Hit it."
"Haha------" Albert smiled perfunctorily: "Okay, I'll wash up right after breakfast. When does the competition start?"
"Nine o'clock in the morning." Mutt continued to ride the exercise bike and replied without emotion: "It's only six o'clock, you still have three hours to prepare. ------Oh no, we are visiting Ghana today.
It takes an hour to take a sand boat to reach the venue. We must meet at the Cairo Casino at eight o'clock sharp."
"Very good." Albert replied absentmindedly as he chewed the sausage. Just as wonderful as it looked, the hot dog sausage was perfectly seasoned with black pepper and fried under the right heat so that it was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside.
It is smooth and has a double taste impact the moment you enter it. After chewing it carefully, the taste can be described as "dream".
Mutt is really good at cooking, and he can even make such a delicious breakfast with one hand, which is simply amazing. Albert is secretly happy that he will be able to enjoy a lot of food in the future.
"Don't forget your protein drink." Unexpectedly, Mutt used his extendable cat paws to take out the weird-tasting drink from the refrigerator and handed it to Albert.
"Uh, this ---" Albert, who was enjoying a delicious breakfast, recalled the weird taste of the protein drink and suddenly felt a little off-putting: "Can't you just drink it?"
"You had a fierce competition yesterday, which consumed a lot of physical energy." Mutt advised with a wicked smile: "This is not only to replenish what has been consumed, but also to make the body stronger. Don't do too much.
He said, "Bitter medicine, drink it quickly."
"Tsk." The tiger snorted, quickly swept away the breakfast, then picked up the bottle densely covered with strange Egyptian characters, and poured the milky white drink in the bottle into his stomach.
The taste is so weird, I feel weird every time I drink it. Although it is not unpleasant to drink, the moment this salty and sticky stuff slides into the throat, it is like drinking thick phlegm, which makes me feel indescribably nauseating.
Coupled with the faint but lingering fishy smell, Albert almost smoked out the breakfast he had just eaten.
The tiger man finally finished the protein drink, hurriedly rushed to pour a glass of water to rinse his mouth, and finally flushed all the weird feeling in his throat into his stomach.
"I can't believe you athletes can actually drink this kind of damn stuff." Tiger took a breath and immediately started to complain: "If I were allowed to drink this expired milk-like thing every day, I would really rather die."
"Obviously you are the only one who wants to drink this..." Mutt muttered in a low voice.
"What are you talking about, meow?" The tiger was quite far away from the cat boy, and he didn't hear Mut's complaint.
"Nothing, nothing." The cat boy quickly took back the hand that was wiping the protective gear: "Your armor has also been cleaned, except for one piece."
"Hmph, I understand." Tiger took out the last piece of protective gear that had not yet been cleaned from his sports bag, the crotch protector he wore yesterday.
But it doesn't look dirty.
The tiger couldn't help but sniff it curiously. It was not that bad, although there was a faint smell of sweat. Albert's own sweat smell was not bad either. He had just finished a strenuous exercise yesterday and was sweating all over.
, and immediately lay down on the bed to sleep. After covering him up all night, the smell on his body was definitely not much better than this crotch protector.
"I have to take a bath anyway, so I'll take this one too." Tiger took the crotch protector and walked into the bathroom. He took off his pants before entering: "Oh, this bathroom is so luxurious, the bathtub
It’s still inlaid with gold!------＂
Mutt looked at Albert from a distance, and the tiger's ecstatic gesture of swaggering into the bathroom with his bare buttocks and wagging tail couldn't help but evoke a contemptuous smile from the cat-man boy.
At the same time (?), Great Britain, Vivian's research institute.
Palamedes suddenly woke up from his dream, opened his eyes and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside, and found that the time was only about four o'clock in the morning.
The big cat wanted to sleep again, but he found that his pillow was empty and his wife Vivian had already woken up and left the bedroom.
"Vivian..." The leopard warrior scratched his head and got up from the bed. He knew very well that his wife was a workaholic. If she woke up early and disappeared, the only reasonable explanation would be
She suddenly thought of a good idea and ran to the laboratory to do experiments.
Big Mao casually picked up a nightgown and put it on, yawned and walked out of the bedroom to find his wife.
Vivian's secret laboratory is located underground, and there is an artificial lake made of holographic images above it. It confuses people's ears and eyes, and blocks the sun, so that the morning light of the morning sun cannot shine into their bedroom from the window.
.Instead, there is a constant weather-synchronized lighting system inside the entire institute, which changes with the light intensity outside, using the lights on the corridor ceiling to simulate the morning light outside. It is now around four o'clock in the morning, which happens to be morning
During the darkest time, you can imagine how dark the corridor would be.
The big cat who had just woken up was a little uncomfortable with the darkness, so he could only use his hands to touch around in the corridor, and he just happened to touch something.
That was, something soft, warm... spherical?
A pleasant feeling came over Palamedes. After all, he was also a man. But he could tell from the feel and size of the grip just now that this was not his wife's property. And in this institute
There are currently two women hanging around, either Vivian or...!
Thinking of this, the big cat couldn't help but sigh inwardly!
"Wow ah ah ah ah! ----------"
Sure enough, Lian Yin's scream came from the darkness.