Please look forward to the pre-collection~ "Cat Demon Survives in the Wilderness and Saves the 'White Moonlight'!" The synopsis is below~
Synopsis of this novel:
A battl...
Waaaaah...
The long change of clothes meant that Alina had to make up for it with her already limited sleep in order to keep up with her studies, but she didn't feel annoyed at all.
On the contrary, she was in a great mood because of the points that kept flowing into her account. She thought to herself: even if she still didn't get any points today, her good mood would not be ruined.
Alina heard the familiar sound of a window opening and, lying in bed pretending to be asleep, thought to herself: My little cutie has finally gone out.
These past few nights, Alina has always waited until the little cutie left before putting on her invisibility cloak and going out to find other furry creatures.
It wasn't that she was afraid it would get jealous; she was mainly worried that the little cutie might inadvertently sell her out. After all, while kittens are clever and intelligent, they can't possibly outsmart a creature with a mind as cunning as a sieve.
At first, due to habitual thinking, she really didn't think of this, but the fact that the little cutie sneaked away at night for the first time woke her up; it was no ordinary kitten.
Although the little cutie might not have been cleverly avoiding her because of a "privacy incident," Alina didn't want to take the risk.
She travels wearing an invisibility cloak.
Alina quietly closed the window and darted to the left with a clear objective.
In the live-streaming sphere not far away, which was in night mode, the bedroom window, which was neither too big nor too small, seemed to be slightly open, then quickly closed again, with nothing but the gentle evening breeze.
Alina was overjoyed when she first discovered a living creature other than Little Cutie in the icy realm, only to find out it was Baymax sleeping at home, and she almost got spotted by its keen observation. After that, she lowered her expectations.
Sure enough, after a few days, Alina had silently visited all the furry homes except for the tiger's house.
After passing through a large active forest in the middle of the manor and smelling the refreshing scent of bamboo, Alina soon arrived at the location where she had finished exploring the previous night.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The continuous thuds of heavy objects hitting the ground were like muffled thunder exploding in her ears. The sound was so clear that she unconsciously imagined flying dust in her mind.
What's going on?
Alina's pointed elf ears twitched as if startled, and she sped toward the source of the sound with a clear purpose.
The strong evening wind howled outside her cloak, and soon she saw the scene of the accident.
Someone stole a tiger!?
Alina's heart tightened suddenly, her mind ready to exchange for the "shielding card" at any moment.
Five or six mechs surrounded Big Tiger, whose usually clean and tidy fur was now covered in dust and grass clippings from the fight.
After observing the enemy situation, Alina's tense mind unconsciously relaxed.
Why does it look like the unfamiliar mecha team is getting unilaterally and brutally beaten?
Just as Alina's opinion was beginning to waver, a huge snow leopard inadvertently leaped down from the roof, facing a ferocious tiger with bloodshot eyes and a somewhat insane appearance.
A super-powerful snow leopard!
Alina was immediately smitten by the bright, sparkling eyes hidden beneath the cloak, which instantly overturned her initial belief that the tiger had been stolen.
The snow leopard was the marshal's pet.
The Marshal and the Tiger's owner were comrades-in-arms, and they were most likely also friends or... comrades-in-arms.
Given the current situation, it's more likely that the tiger took the wrong medication or became ill. The staff and snow leopards are trying to stop it from causing damage and also to prevent it from hurting itself.
What came into view was a scene of utter devastation: several sturdy trees had been uprooted, low bushes were mangled and scattered with jagged holes in the brown earth.
Given Tiger's equally extraordinary fighting ability, Alina instantly redefined the relationship between the two furry creatures in her mind.
The battle between the two giant, furry creatures was fierce, but the battle-hardened Alina still managed to predict the final outcome with her sharp eyes.
Alina thought to herself, "The tiger probably can't beat the snow leopard. She has such good judgment."
A gentle evening breeze blew, carrying sand and pebbles in the air, and the smell of earth filled her nostrils. Alina felt a momentary unease, but as she clenched her fingers, she didn't notice anything amiss.
Under normal circumstances, even though Lu Jingbai is 8 years older than Chu Yanbing, he would still be able to achieve an overwhelming victory, not only because of the suppression of his mental strength level, but also because of his brutal training since childhood and his combat experience of going to the battlefield 10 years earlier.
However, the current situation is that one side is at the peak of its mental energy surge, with its frenzied mental energy surging out recklessly; the other side, for the sake of its physical health, is trying its best to control the output of its mental energy, only wanting to win the battle with the least amount of mental energy.
As you can imagine, the process was rather lengthy.
Having successfully weathered Lu Jingbai's peak mental power surge, Chu Yanbing no longer needed to handle the rest personally.
Watching helplessly as the weakened tiger was carefully transported back to the basement in a mech piloted by his adjutant, Chu Yanbing's enormous beastly eyes held a dark expression.
The last time his basement was overwhelmed by a surge of mental energy, it could be attributed to an accident. But what about this time?
If there are too many accidents, then they are no longer accidents.
All the experiences of this period flashed through his mind, the images rushing by as if at five times the speed. Although he didn't want to doubt her, the only thing Chu Yanbing noticed was something amiss about Alina.
The initial brushing was unusually comfortable.
Her immense strength at that time was also abnormal.
His thoughts were in disarray before, and he had no energy to investigate, attributing her strength to innate superhuman strength, but this attribution actually had flaws.
Keep in mind that one of them has a mental strength of 3s and the other 2s, which means they will almost certainly never break through to the next level in their lifetime.
Because Chu Yanbing had often disregarded medical advice and used her mental power carelessly, the day of the riot had always been chaotic for her, and she was still unaware that the day of the riot had been postponed.
He was just planning to ask Lu Jingbai a few more questions tomorrow to find out more about the situation.
Although the suspicion lies with Alina, he doesn't think she's trying to harm them, nor does he believe she would.
Her affection for them was so obvious, even if it was only because of their furry, animalistic forms.
Moreover, if they weren't in the later stages of mental rage disorder, increased mental strength would be a good thing for any orc.
Although it was a good thing, Chu Yanbing's bright blue eyes were tinged with a depressed gray tone.
If it is confirmed that he has improved his mental strength level, then his previous preparations will be completely insufficient.
While Chu Yanbing was manually enriching his "will," on the other side, under a large tree not far away, the eyes that had been sparkling with excitement at seeing the leopard from his dreams suddenly dimmed as if struck by lightning.
Alina suddenly discovered a highly probable and terrifying truth.
The first time she saw a photo of a snow leopard, influenced by Xiao Ke'er, even though the leopard looked very tough, she never imagined that it would go to the battlefield with its owner.
And now.
Seeing that the tiger also possessed formidable fighting power, and recalling the bloody battle background of that photo, Alina couldn't help but reasonably suspect that the furry creatures in the manor, apart from the little cutie, were all soldiers' war pets!
The kind that will follow its master to the battlefield!
The snow leopard didn't come, most likely because it had a mission to perform.
This explains why the furry creatures are so smart: they have a good foundation and receive systematic training. How could they not be smart?
The reason why different species can get along so well has been found!
They're all battle pets!
As for the little cutie, it's definitely the most beloved among all the fierce battle pets, after all, it's so adorable!
Dear Mother Tree!
A perfectly closed logical loop!
Waaaaah...
In the blink of an eye, Alina seemed to see her perfect battle pet disappear the instant she realized what had happened.
Sadly leaning against a tree, Alina, with her eyes closed in sorrow, completely missed the scene of the snow leopard turning into a kitten not far away.
A gentleman does not take what others cherish.
So, Alina decided to wait for the snow leopard's cubs!
It is a battle pet, and its future mate will definitely be a battle pet as well. For the healthy inheritance of great genes, Alina believes that the snow leopard's owner will find it a very high-quality mate!
Since she can't go back anytime soon anyway, she's determined to bring back a battle pet that's strong, affectionate, smart, and good-looking!
Having come up with a solution, Alina immediately perked up and, full of energy, quickly searched the small to medium-sized forest.
It's true, there's not a single hair.
Alina, empty-handed, felt conflicted. After a quick glance at the points she had accumulated that night in her mind, she calmly returned to her bedroom.
Although she came out a little late tonight and even witnessed a "battle," Alina arrived at her bedroom around the same time as usual because the area she was exploring this time was smaller.
I slowly opened the window and tried to sense my surroundings, but there was no other breathing sound.
Alina tiptoed inside, returning to her room like a thief. Staring at the empty sofa, she thought to herself: "He's still not back."
After quickly getting ready, with her face still slightly damp, Alina snuggled into the warm, cozy bed.
It was summer outside, but the bedroom was wonderfully cool, just the right temperature with a light blanket.
Alina was exhausted after a long day and fell asleep instantly.
*
As soon as she stepped out the door in the early morning, Alina realized what she had missed yesterday.
Last night, the voyeuristic feeling of the live ball game disappeared. It could have been turned off by the backend, or it could have been moved by the backend. Of course, the most likely explanation is that it was turned off by Da Hu.
After all, Da Hu's illness seemed to be an accident.
"So, won't it call the police if this thing gets damaged?" Alina wondered, glancing at the little ball not far above.
On second thought, she realized it couldn't be that far-fetched. After all, this wasn't a simple world, and even without magic, the natives were quite formidable. So, there must be some kind of alarm mechanism she was unaware of.
Alina didn't delve into things she didn't understand; she simply made a decision in her heart: in the future, if necessary, she would still have to create an alibi after committing a crime to avoid exposing her strength.
Caution is the right thing to do, because the live broadcast ball is a very basic alarm system. Alina didn't hear the alarm last night, entirely because the backstage team knew about Lu Jingbai's mental disturbance in advance.
However, since this thing is so unreliable, is it safe for my little cutie to go out at night?
Although she had thought before that this thing was unreliable, after all, apart from one's own strength, nothing else in the world seemed very reliable to Alina.
But since she had never actually experienced it before, and considering that there were countless people behind the live stream, Alina didn't think much of it.
Generally speaking, she is not good at overthinking.