Chapter 7

Having severely tripped up the people of the Origin-Tracing Faction, Yan Xuanjin was in a very good mood - of course, the main reason was that he had snatched the kitten from that group of people.

He walked quickly back to the room, and as soon as he opened the door, the cat came out from the crack, rubbing his trouser legs with its high-raised, slightly furry tail, and moving flexibly around Yan Xuanjin's body. The whole cat was as soft as water.

Some unfamiliar emotions were stirred in Yan Xuanjin's heart, pounding in his chest.

"Are you waiting for me?"

"Meow~" Yeah.

Yan Xuanjin squatted down and tried to pick up the cat with one hand. After trying many times and the cat either touched the ground with its front or hind legs, he realized that this was a very difficult task, so he held the cat in his arms with one hand supporting its buttocks and the other hand supporting its back.

The kitten just stayed quietly in Yan Xuanjin's arms, letting him take advantage of it everywhere - after all, it still had to please its financial sponsor.

Cats are very sensible.

The kitten nodded.

Yan Xuanjin put the kitten on the table, pulled a chair over and sat down facing the cat.

"Let me give you a name." Yan Xuanjin looked at the cat's appearance.

He searched with his smart brain and roughly understood that it was a ragdoll cat. Its ears and the tip of its tail were light gray, and the rest of its body was snow-white.

Yan Xuanjin observed and studied the cat's body structure.

The claws are a tender pink color. If you press the pad in the middle, the sharp claws will pop out.

He pinched the cat's claws and scraped them against the table - with just a little force, a faint mark was left on the table.

Yan Xuanjin was very surprised by this, because in just one day of getting along, he did not observe the cat's aggressiveness and dangerousness. He thought that such ancient Earth species were inherently weak. But from this point of view, even if this cat was placed in the wild on the current capital star that had been mutated by radiation, it would probably have the ability to fight.

After all, this workbench is forged from metal used to make military weapons.

Yan Xuanjin didn't study the cat's claws too much, but turned his attention to other places.

He carefully stroked the cat's snow-white, pinkish belly with his calloused fingers. The soft touch from his fingertips felt soothing and healing—though his fingertips would occasionally poke tiny bumps, and each time they did, the kitten in his palm would tremble.

The man was a little worried that the cat had contracted a skin disease, so he tried to use more fingers to pull apart the newly grown hair for a closer look, but the cat struggled and dodged.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt?" He hurriedly comforted the kitten and asked softly.

"Meow! Meow!" You rascal! How could you touch that place?

Seeing that the cat gradually calmed down, Yan Xuanjin turned it over and tried to continue checking, but before his hand touched it, he was bitten by the cat, neither light nor heavy.

"Not allowed to touch?"

The cat opened its big sapphire eyes and glared at the man fiercely.

"Okay, then don't touch here." Then he moved his hand to other places.

“Meow meow! Meow!!!” Where are you touching again!!!

Yan Xuanjin had just reached out to the kitten's butt to pinch the base of its tail, but he quickly withdrew his hand, but he still couldn't avoid getting bloody marks from the kitten's claws.

Yan Xuanjin stared blankly at the cut on the back of his hand. After a moment of silence, he said, "According to the ancient treatment method, should I get a rabies vaccine...?"

The kitten scratched someone out of anger, and naturally felt guilty, but when he thought of this big gangster touching his butt, he suddenly felt angry again.

But, I still feel more guilty.

"Meow~" The cat stretched its head over and sniffed Yan Xuanjin's hand. It smelled blood, so it stuck out its tongue and licked the wound - using saliva to disinfect it.

"Hiss..." Yan Xuanjin felt another sharp pain in his wound. He quickly pinched the cat's neck and lifted it up in front of him. "You really don't know there are barbs on your tongue?"

The cat knew that he had made a mistake again. Looking at the enlarged face of the man in front of him, he felt a little scared and guilty.

"Meow..." The cat was wrong.

"Meow~" means people are not angry.

The cat stretched out its front paws, retracted its claws, and gently patted the man's face with the soft pads of its flesh.

Yan Xuanjin: ...

How can you be angry about this?

The rage in his heart was easily soothed. He grabbed the kitten's paw, brought it close to his nose, and sniffed deeply—wait…

Yan Xuanjin's body stiffened.

Why, there is a faint smell of guide element?

He looked at the innocent-looking kitten in front of him.

...Isn't this right?