Chapter 82
The young man was silent for a moment, his eyes turned to the west of the imperial city, and he said to himself: "Father..."
The only one who could use His power and with whom He had such a close connection was His Father.
But where was His Father?
The connection between the points seemed to be blurred by some force, so that even the direction was difficult to lock.
Who hid His father?
The young man had a gentle temperament and seemed very kind and easy to get along with, but for some reason his eyes suddenly darkened and revealed a hint of danger.
The pigeons around had never seen Him like this before, and they were so scared that they flew around and cooed, almost causing bird feathers to rain in the park.
Citizens passing by looked surprised.
"What happened?"
"I don't know, but there are too many pigeons in this park. They are so fat, bigger than my head. How are they raised?"
"Forget about the pigeons. There's a wandering poet telling stories ahead. Let's go."
The couple was in a hurry and ran quite fast, but the others were faster than them and had surrounded the wandering poet.
The crowd was noisy, like a flock of birds, chirping and buzzing.
They thought they had no chance to listen to the story, but as soon as they turned around, music started to sound behind them.
Then, a clear and bright singing voice was heard leisurely.
Wandering poets, also called bards in the past, carry musical instruments with them, travel around the world, and sing praises to heroes everywhere.
There seem to be two theories as to why the phrase was changed to "wandering". One is that they were too noisy, chanting poetry and playing music everywhere, which seriously disturbed the people, and several major countries had legislated to restrict their movements. They reflected on themselves and changed the phrase "chanting" to "wandering", indicating that they were no longer noisy and no longer disturbed the people, and just wanted to be a floating cloud as quiet as a flower.
The second is that they think the term "Yinyou" is too straightforward and not poetic enough. Yunyou means a cloud floating in the sky, which is very consistent with their situation and very poetic. However, the "disturbing" point is still the same.
The couple was about to leave, but they were deeply attracted by the music and were intoxicated.
The pleasant melody full of rational beauty makes them feel as if their spirits are sublimated and they enter into a passionate and exciting time and space.
“It sounds so good!”
They praised it in unison.
Looking at the crowd's obsessed and admiring eyes, the old man smiled faintly.
He has been studying his skills for so many years just to compete with the wandering poet who ranks first!
The old man was very excited, and at this moment, thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.
A flash of lightning almost illuminated the entire imperial city.
The thunder that followed was even more deafening, scaring everyone.
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The other party.
In the dormitory, Zeus held his breath and concentrated, improving his eyesight as a magician to a level he had never reached before.
At this moment, the mysterious curse revealed its extremely complex structure layer by layer in his eyes.
He seemed to be using his mental power to unravel them piece by piece.
But instead of becoming simpler, they became more and more complex, turning into complex structures that he could hardly understand.
He had never seen anything so complicated before, and it reminded him of the protein structure diagram in biology. Not to mention understanding it, it was a matter of time before he could finish reading it, let alone remembering and analyzing it.
Although the old magicians of the Roman Kingdom have already analyzed it, it is still extremely difficult for him.
This is like asking him to dismantle a huge building by himself. Even if he was given the building's structural drawings, the amount of dismantling work is visibly huge, not to mention the energy consumed. And more importantly, can the dying Duke Rock withstand it?
Xius' palms were covered with cold sweat, thinking that expectations were just expectations, and practice was always complicated and full of variables.
He felt like an intern doctor standing in front of an operating table, with a patient with an extremely difficult and complicated disease in front of him. His life was hanging by a thread. Not to mention surgery, even if he moved, the patient might die.
He had never experienced such a situation in his past life because he was a weak person and had never had the ability to decide the life and death of others, nor could he change it.
What did Justin do at this time? As a healer, has Justin ever encountered this kind of dilemma? How did he think and how did he solve it?
If Justin was here, maybe the problem could be solved. However, he couldn't contact Justin, and there was no other way.
While Zeus was deep in thought, the old magician outside walked in.
The two cats behind Zeus, one on the left and one on the right, all raised their eyes to look at the human who walked in. Their low gazes swept like lasers, making people who noticed them feel a chill down their spines, wondering why there were cats here?
The leading old magician approached Xius and said, "Mr. Xius, do you agree?"
Hughes turned around and said frankly: "I agree, but I may not be able to save him."
The old magician shook his head and said, "No one can guarantee life or death. If we fail, it is not Mr. Isius's fault."
Hughes was shocked. In fact, it was their attitude that made it impossible for him to refuse.
No matter what, we should always do what we can to the best of our ability.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Duke Rock who was still holding his breath. He thought that the person who was having the hardest time was persisting, so what was he struggling with?
You have to take that step.
Xius emphasized to himself, as if he was using the words to build up his confidence and strengthen his beliefs.
He didn't know that at the same time, the young man in the park was stunned again. The magic power was like a slow stream, silently covering the park and even the entire imperial city.
"I see."
Xius's eyes were stern, filled with only seriousness and the solemnity of facing a challenge.
He said to the old magicians: "Please build a magic barrier."
The old magicians nodded and stood in six different positions.
Francis stepped back, leaving them space.
The red cat asked Amon a little uneasily, "Are we not going to do anything?"
Amon said: "Just watch."
But Butis beside Amon couldn't sit still.
Butis was eager to move, like a snake that couldn't be restrained, "I should be by my father's side at a time like this!"
As He spoke, He was about to run.
Amon immediately stood up and held Him down, emphasizing, "You are the one who cannot pass by."
Butis' pupils glowed coldly, he stared at Amon with gritted teeth, but he finally endured it.
By the way, it was not until this time that Butis noticed that there was a little white bird standing on the head of Impos opposite him.
He was stunned for a moment, and then was greatly shocked.
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In the room, the magicians quickly set up the magic circle.
Zeus took a closer look and saw that the magic stones enchanted with super magic were scattered in the void, like satellites orbiting a planet, circling on their own and emitting light.
The main purpose of these arrangements is to suppress the curse and control it to the limit point where it absolutely cannot erupt. The principle is like forcibly pressing a solid into a plane. In this way, its structure will be simpler and easier to solve.
But even so, they still need strong mental strength to rely on.
The source of the curse is God. Only when human spirit power is honed to above 95 can they be qualified to fight against the spirit of God. People below this level will have a mental breakdown if they are just touched.
This is exactly why Hughes is indispensable.
However, humans with a mental power of 95 or above are extremely rare in the entire human history, let alone in the real world.
After the arrangement was completed, they all stepped back to leave space for Xius.
They wanted to take the cats away to prevent them from getting hurt, but for some reason, they backed off after one look at the other.
The leading old magician, as the host of magic, was covered with high-level magic stones all over his body and had sufficient energy reserves.
"Mr. Isius, we may begin."
Hearing this, Xius nodded without seeming embarrassed. The more challenges one faces, the calmer one can be.
Eliminate all distractions, look directly at it, see it clearly. He calmed down, and his breath was extremely restrained.
He had no idea that he had become a completely different person in this state of concentration. His eyes were filled with divine majesty, as if he was not observing but examining.
Examine whether the existence structure of things is reasonable, and examine whether the development state of things is reasonable.
Or, it has deviated from the reason of what it should be, and has become irrational, beyond reason and out of reason.
The old magicians were concentrating on maintaining the magic circle, but were suddenly shocked by the aura he exuded.
Francis' pupils shrank slightly. He was extremely nervous and shocked at the same time.
Mr. Isius is indeed an extraordinary person...
Then, seeing the magic circle completed, Zeus stretched out his hands without warning, palms downward, and moved slowly as if caressing the air. His slender fingers were originally flat, and then they moved rhythmically like playing a piano.
His movements did not cause any magical reaction, it seemed that he was just interacting with the air.
Francis opened his eyes wide, as if facing a mystery he had never seen before. His hair stood on end and cold sweat dripped from his forehead to his throat.
At the same time, the red cat was alert to its surroundings, looking at the humans in the room one by one.
The little dwarf cat seemed to be obsessed with the transfer of power and didn't pay much attention to its surroundings.
No one knew that once the curse was lifted, an hour would pass in the blink of an eye.
Zeus didn't move at all, his eyes were fixed on one place, no one knew where he was looking, it seemed that he was not looking at a specific spatial location, but at a deeper dimension.
There is no doubt that this kind of curse-breaking consumes a lot of mental energy.
Just diving deep into it would consume most of your mental energy.
Mental strength is different from physical strength. Physical strength can be overdrawn through potions, and temporarily recovered in a deceptive way. But mental strength is related to the power of reason. Behind strong mental strength is strong reason. Reason is a sharp weapon to break illusions. Any deceptive means is like hitting a rock with an egg.
Therefore, it can only be consumed in confrontation.
Francis thought that Mr. Isius was just trying his best, but he didn't expect that the other party's efforts were completely exceeded.
There are two options: doing the best you can and doing the best you cannot do. Mr. Isius is clearly the latter.
Francis was confused and moved beyond words, his eyes turned to the sleeping Rock.
Then, a few minutes later, a large number of curses suddenly broke out from Duke Rock.
In the eyes of the magicians, countless black formula structures burst out from Duke Rock's chest, exploding like fireworks, brilliant and terrifying.
Francis stood up straight on the spot, his face pale and his heart beating in his throat.
What's going on? He looked at the old magicians hurriedly.
The old magician was also confused and did not dare to speak to disturb them. However, he was already asking each other with his eyes, what was going on? Why did the curse suddenly break out? Did it touch the body of the alien god number 002? Duke Rock was not the recipient of the curse, but the seed of the curse?
Several probably crossed their minds.
The old magician who was leading the group had a bad feeling and immediately decided to stop breaking the spell.
But it was too late, the magic circle suddenly slipped out of his control.
It got out of control without any warning!
If this continues, Mr. Isius will be cursed and something terrible will happen!
They were anxious, and at this moment, Inbos in the Oss Empire narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand with the Five Rings into the void, and the magic power circulated between his fingers like a school of nimble fish. He suppressed the curse from a distance with absolute magic power and forcefully seized control of the magic circle on the scene.
At the same time, He also controlled Francis and all the magicians in the room, making them stand still as if time had stopped, unable to hear or see.
Butis next to him couldn't sit still, and tore open the space with his hands, "Father needs my strength now!"
"It's never your turn, pervert."
Amon held Butis and reminded him, "Leave the magic to Inbos, He is more professional."
Butis choked, his eyes shining coldly.
After the magic circle on the scene was controlled by Inbos, the curse was suppressed within the magic barrier.
The erupting curse was like a deep-sea monster, and the spell patterns were like thick tentacles, still madly attacking the magic barrier.
It is obvious that the curse on Duke Rock has become stronger. It is not the same level of curse that was first inflicted on him, but has more than doubled.
He was not cursed accidentally at all;
Inpos said bluntly: "This Duke Rock might have been stained with the blood of the alien god number 002 or something."
Amon glanced at Francis and the magicians on the scene and said, "They don't know about this. This is probably a trap set by the mastermind behind the scenes."
Inpos was a little angry, staring at Amon and said, "The mastermind has taken action, and we are still standing by and watching? I will remove the curse, Moragos, you take father away from there."
Moragos was stunned.
Amon's eyes were sharp, his fists clenched tightly under his sleeves, and he objected: "The removal of the curse must be solved by father. This is father's decision and father's will. We cannot interfere, otherwise we will become an obstacle to father."
"you……"
Inbosi hesitated to speak. Perhaps in a sense, he was not as mature as Amon. But... he couldn't watch his father face danger.
Amon said calmly: "Father is a father, and we are doing ours. Father is removing the curse, and our mission is to protect the father who removes the curse."
Moragos and Celeos at the scene could hardly keep up with their thoughts.
After considering it, Inbosi agreed with Amon's statement. Then, his eyes became stern, and he traced the source of his magic power. After a few seconds, he found the cursed belt of the subspace.
The alien god numbered 002, had a brief moment of consciousness thousands of years ago, and is now a well-known unconscious god.
Its shape is changeable, sometimes it is the sea, sometimes it is the air. Its current state is an endless rainstorm as you can see before your eyes.
In Persia looked up and saw no dark clouds above the rainstorm.
Generally speaking, how is heavy rain formed? When water vapor rises to a certain height, it cools down and turns into water droplets, which then gradually condense into clouds. When they are saturated enough and their mass is too large for the air to support them, the water droplets will fall due to gravity and form the so-called rain.
But there are no such physical rules in this subspace.
There were no clouds, no water vapor, only rain falling continuously.
If you look closely, you will find that the rain does not come "from above", but from all directions. No matter which direction you block the rain, you will get wet.
There are no rules of human common sense here, only rules of curse.
Thousands of years ago, the alien god numbered 002 almost descended on the continent. The brave king Chang'er led the alliance to fight against it. They fought fiercely in the subspace and paid a huge price to successfully drive it back to the continent.
It is said that Wang Chang'er had broken up his consciousness, causing him to become unconscious now.
Thinking back to the past, they seemed to have watched the battle. Several compatriots secretly helped Wang Chang'er. They thought that although Wang Chang'er would be seriously injured, he would not die. They didn't know what happened afterwards. When they looked back, Wang Chang'er disappeared. At that time, it was normal for humans to disappear in the subspace. They didn't think too much about it. Later, when they didn't see Wang Chang'er coming back, they felt that something was wrong.
Inbosi recalled it and suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Now, with his magic protecting him, the curse will not affect his father, but he wants to know what this curse is and whether the mastermind behind it is in this space.
Amon suddenly asked Inpos: "How?"
Inbos frowned: "What?"
Amon: "Does Alien God No. 002 still look unconscious?"
Yin Bosi frowned slightly, thinking, what does it mean? Isn't He unconscious? However, just as Yin Bosi was about to ask a question, his brain seemed to be electrified, and he instantly figured out something.
Amon seemed to know what He was going to say and interrupted, "Don't think too much about it. Can you deal with Him?"
Because of the change in Bosnia's eyes, he fell into deep thought.
Butis couldn't hold back and took action first. He pointed at the void and activated his power.
But the subspace is still pouring with rain, as if... nothing is moving?
Butis opened his eyes slightly, his eyes were cold.
Amon turned to Butis and said, "The God of Curse opposite should be unconscious. Without consciousness, there is no sin. Therefore, your power is invalid against Him."
Butis snorted: "That's not necessarily true."
In Persia ignored their movements and took a few steps towards the rainstorm, tens of thousands of meters away from it. The rumbling sound of the rainstorm hitting space resounded throughout the universe.
Sound cannot be transmitted in a vacuum, but the rules in this area are already messed up, so it is not surprising what happens.
As Persian magic was activated, He spread out his six black wings and almost controlled the universe where the rain of curses was pouring down. But after searching, He still could not feel any consciousness.
In the center of the cursed rain, a huge black hole penetrated the space and output continuously, and the end of the connection was Duke Rock.
There was no sign of any conscious operation, as if someone had set up an automated device and then ran away.
It must be the work of the mastermind behind this.
If we destroy this thing, the pressure on my father will be reduced.
Inbosi's eyes turned cold, and magic power gathered in his palm, preparing to sever the connection of the curse.
But at this moment, Amon suddenly said: "Inbos, wait a minute."
Inbosi's hand was about to chop down, but he stopped it and asked in confusion, "Why?"
Amon: "It depends on my father's condition."
"What?"
Because Persia's sight penetrated the space and fell into the dormitory.
Under the impact of the powerful force, the old magicians fell into a brief consciousness shock. Francis at the back was only level 78, so he was naturally affected as well.
Duke Rock on the bed was bathed in curses, and his hands and feet had turned into a cursed black color.
And what about His father?
Inpos looked toward the center of the bright light.
Zeus's hands were still placed flat in the air, and his fingertips seemed to be stained with light. Was it the magic power that was concentrated at the fingertips?
Then, Inbosi was shocked.
Under Zeus's hands, the structure of the curse was extracted and disassembled, like math problems being analyzed and solved.
He knew very well what kind of spiritual activity this was, because as a magician, He was very familiar with analysis and deconstruction.
But...it's different.
What my father is doing is not simple analysis and deconstruction!
Inbosi's eyes widened, as if he suddenly understood something, and he said in shock: "Father is..."
What He couldn't say, Amon helped Him to say.
"Father is reading the consciousness of the curse."
As soon as the words fell, the devil was shocked.
The red cat and the dwarf cat were both stunned, both with shocked eyes.
They should be very familiar with what their father is doing. Because they were all born this way, but the other side is a curse. What consciousness is the father reading? Whose consciousness is he reading?
Inbos looked surprised.
Butis was silent, as if he had thought of something, and his eyes became more and more incredible.
Amon answered, "It is the original consciousness. Father read the most original consciousness of the God of Curse."
As soon as these words were spoken, there was silence again.
They have lived for more than 8,000 years, and although they have spent more than half of that time sleeping, they are definitely well-informed. However, even they could not have imagined what their father did.
Father wants to...solve the curse from the source, and control the god of curse, so the curse will be solved?
This is to capture the leader first? !
Inbosi was stunned. When he was leaving, his father said he wanted to challenge him, but he didn't expect it to be a real challenge!
It was clearly a very tense moment, but Inbos eyes couldn't help but light up and he almost shouted out loud, "Dad is so cool!"
But when it comes to matters concerning the realm of creation, they cannot interfere.
Once the father concentrates on creating things, he forgets about his surroundings.
If you interrupt your father rashly when he is in this state of concentration, it will inevitably cause mental harm to him.
Absolutely not!
The short-legged cat looked up worriedly.
Amon explained to Inpos: "If you had cut off the connection just now, father would not be able to connect to the God of Curse."
Inbosi stopped immediately.
At this time, the red cat suddenly said: "Ah, then we will have new compatriots."
After saying this, the other four demons’ faces turned dark.
We are going to have compatriots again?
Twenty-six siblings plus an adopted daughter. If we add one more, this family would be too big!
No. Even Amon was going crazy inside.
But if the father wanted to have a baby, would they dare to stop him?
Butis almost couldn't control himself and was about to pound the table.
The death stalemate lasted for a full half hour.
The five demons were anxious, but they could only wait.
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While waiting, Inbosi brought up the question he had just raised.
He turned to Amon and said, "It just occurred to me that the mastermind behind this could be a [consciousness that can be transferred]!?"
Amon turned his head and his eyes met Imbos's.
Yin Bosi then stated his guess, "Thousands of years ago, he entered the body of the alien god number 002 and started a fierce battle with Wang Chang'er!"
When Butis heard this, he only said, "Ah?"
Amon nodded: "I also think so initially."
Inpos continued, "So, every time the hero gets into trouble, it's because of Him in disguise?"
Amon shook his head: "Not necessarily. There must be other 'helpers'. Secondly, He must have had an identity from the beginning. It is impossible for Him to be born as a wandering consciousness."
Butis was silent for a moment. "Can we assume that His power is [consciousness]?"
The air suddenly became quiet. What kind of power is this? It's totally unheard of.
But considering the person behind the scenes, it's not surprising at all.
Because Bos always felt that there was such power in the cartoon stories his father had told him before?
But He couldn't remember, maybe Bachin remembered, because Bachin loved listening to his father telling cartoon stories the most.
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In addition to them, there is an alien being who is also paying attention to the situation in the dormitory.
He is the Father of the lesser lights and the greater lights.
As a god from another world as spoken of by humans on the mainland, he seemed to have a strong interest in this matter, and from beginning to end, his eyes were fixed on one person.
What is the actual status of Hughes?
To be honest, he himself didn't know. He was a little confused, as if he had dived deep into the other side of the curse. When he came to his senses, he found that he had come to a place he had never seen before.
The dark sky, the high black sun, the ebb and flow of the tide, and the waves lapping against the shore.
He could feel that he was not in a physical state now, but in a conscious or spiritual state.
But what was incredible was that he could actually feel the weight of his conscious body, and even felt that his spirit was fuller and more real than his body.
If there is a scale in front of him, with the physical body on one side and the spiritual body on the other, then there is no doubt that the spiritual body has overwhelming weight and presence.
In this space, as his thoughts change, the surroundings will also change in real time. If he wants to walk comfortably, a road will appear under his feet. If he feels that the sea breeze is too strong, the wind will become weaker.
He stood on the shore, looking into the distance, and heard the sound of heavy rain in the distance.
Countless water drops rushed to the earth, causing a thunderous sound of rain.
Xiu Si was facing the rainstorm. Although he was confused and didn't know why, he felt that he came to this space just for Him. Xiu Si was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "How long will it rain?"
The rainstorm is silent, yet it is like a howl, and it never stops.
Boom, boom, boom.
Like a helpless orphan, crying out sadly to the heaven and earth, just for a place to live.
Hughes looked at Him for a long time and talked to Him for a while.
However, his rainstorm did not stop, and it even got heavier. The size of the raindrops increased visibly, creating billowing white mist on the sea surface.
Seeing Him like this, Zeus seemed to have given up, and it seemed that no matter how much he said, He couldn't understand.
He then turned around and walked away with his back to the sea.
The rainstorm rumbled, and the young man on the shore walked further and further away.
After walking for a few minutes, Hughes suddenly heard some movement. He turned around and saw that the rainstorm had moved.
He moved closer to the shore and appeared at the same place where he was before. Huge raindrops smashed holes in the sand.
If he had remained where he was, he might have been knocked unconscious by the heavy rain.
He raised his eyes, stared at the rainstorm, and said, "Why are you following me?"
The rain roared, as if it couldn't understand what he was saying. If He had a head, it would have fallen over by now.
Without waiting for a reply, Hughes turned around again.
And then, He followed again.
This was repeated more than ten times.
Xius didn't move, and asked from the last step away, "What do you want to do?"
The rain rumbled, but there was still no answer.
“…”
Hughes looked at Him, as if thinking of his own children.
When they were young, they were more difficult to deal with than each other. Some were naughty and mischievous, some were silent and taciturn from birth, and some could sing and chant within a few days of birth. Some were obviously still children, but their minds seemed more complicated and profound than his.
Completely different from humans.
It's like a child of God.
Zeus's mind changed slightly. Looking at the rainstorm, he suddenly took a step closer, only a hair's breadth away from the rainstorm's area.
He said to the rainstorm, "Will you become my child? Then you will have many compatriots."
Baoyu seemed stunned and unable to understand what he said.
This reaction is inexplicably clumsy.
Xiu Si couldn't help but smile and continued, "They are very similar to you. Do you want to become their compatriots?"
If there were other people in this area, they would probably have fainted from fear.
An ordinary human actually said such words to Alien God No. 002.
It's simply a fantasy!
Not only would it be impossible for Alien God No. 002 to agree, he should also be furious.
But the rainstorm was not angry, no one knew what it was thinking, or maybe it was not thinking, only "feeling".
The rain continued to fall.
But the rain gradually subsided.
Xius continued, "It's a big family with more than 20 children. It's very lively. You should be able to find one or two friends."
The heavy rain gradually turned into a drizzle.
Like a howling child who finally stopped crying.
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Three hours later.
Zeus opened his eyes and saw that the Duke Rock in front of him had returned to normal, without any trace of the curse.
He was extremely tired, and as soon as he relaxed, his eyes went dark and he fell to the side of the bed.
What happened after that... He was fuzzy and could hardly remember anything.
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That night, in the dormitory, all the kittens turned into human forms.
Celeos lowered his eyes, his eyes behind his bangs full of worry.
Inbosi sat by the bed, checking the temperature, and was relieved after confirming that everything was fine. "It's just that I've exhausted my mental energy. I have a slight fever, but it's nothing serious."
Celeus nodded and asked what He could do.
Inbos was silent for a moment, "Let's wait until tomorrow. Father's mental strength is strong and he recovers quickly. He should be well tomorrow. You don't have to worry too much."
Moragos asked, "By the way, where did Alien God No. 002 go?"
"have no idea."
Inpos shook his head and guessed, "Maybe it's in my father's system."
Moragas was stunned. Could this be possible?
At this moment, Amon suddenly reminded him, "Let's not talk about anything else. Father has used a lot of the power of the Word Spirit today. I guess Bryce has noticed it. You should be prepared for Bryce to appear."
The three demons at the scene were suddenly stuck.
Yi Mo thought, does my father have the power of words?
The second demon replied, it seems so.
The three demons don’t understand, so…what should they do?
They looked at each other.
It's a dark and windy night outside, but nothing seems to be wrong.
Amon ignored everything else and asked Inbosi to come back and compile history first.
Inbos nodded hesitantly.
Moragos and Cerios looked at each other in bewilderment, and then they both turned into kittens. The red cat thought, what's there to be afraid of? Let's sleep with my father first. The short-legged cat saw this and quietly squeezed into the bed.
About half an hour later.
An orange cat quietly crawled out from the window on the fifth floor.
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