"Meow?"
The God Cat, who had obtained a new name, was still a little surprised by this, but the experience in the divine revelation had already given it real thinking ability.
From the moment it received the blessing, it had officially gotten rid of its identity as a wild beast and became a truly intelligent creature.
Soon, Fran swallowed the "meow" that was about to come out of her mouth and said "Okay, God."
The kitten's voice is very soft, I wonder where it learned it from.
Lin Qingliu thought about it and felt that training a cat girl was not in line with the current style of Hope City, so he gave up the idea.
Putting down Fran in his hand, Lin Qingliu ordered the other party to demonstrate his abilities as a superior.
Fran walked around the room a few times and headed for the trash can in the corner.
Lin Qingliu raised his eyebrows, feeling that the kitten seemed to still retain some of its primitive habits.
After all, it is normal for cats to have an instinctive liking for container-like items.
The trash can is actually a brand new item, which is usually only used for appearance and no real garbage is thrown into it.
Such a container is very attractive to cats.
Fran came to the trash can and her mouth slowly opened.
Rows of spiral teeth emerged faintly from its upper and lower jaws and throat. Its mouth opened and closed, and a corner of the brand new stainless steel trash can disappeared into its mouth.
Then, Fran's body trembled slightly, as if she had entered some unclear chaotic state.
“Pah.”
A black trash can fell to the ground, and except for the color, it was almost indistinguishable from the original one with a missing corner.
Lin Qingliu walked over, picked up the Fulan brand trash can and examined it carefully.
As a god, it naturally won't transform into such a weird and unprepossessing item, but it's not a bad thing to know the shortcomings of its abilities in advance.
After weighing it twice, Lin Qingliu felt that the Fulan trash can was quite heavy. Under the indoor light, he could vaguely see a faint cat's paw logo on the bottom of the can.
It's quite unique.
Lin Qingliu gave his own evaluation in his mind, then put down the trash can and ordered Fulan to change back.
Chaotic blocks of color appeared again, as if the previous actions were played in reverse, and the calico kitten appeared on the ground again.
Lin Qingliu nodded with satisfaction. Then he took the kitten to try many items and found that the application range of his ability was actually very wide.
The only problem was that Fran was completely helpless with things like solid steel pipes and treatment beds.
The former was because it was too thick to bite, and the latter was because of the huge difference in size. The kitten tried several times to turn into a chaotic block of color but failed, and finally had to give up with a meow.
Seeing a new living thing in the house, Lin Qingliu felt much better.
It feels so good to talk to a smart person, no, a smart cat. Objectively speaking, Lin Qingliu believes that Fulan's intelligence level is higher than that of the semi-illiterate Little Gray Hair.
Lin Qingliu's several rules were quickly imprinted in the mind of the cat who believed in him.
The first and most important point is that Fran must not reveal Lin Qingliu's true identity at will. When the other party is speaking in a normal state (no strange phenomena such as colored halos appearing behind him), she only needs to treat the other party as a normal master.
Naturally, Fran had no complaints about this. For cats, which are inherently disrespectful animals, it doesn't matter whether the keeper is a god or a human.
Anyway, in the other party's eyes, it's just a bigger cat.
For a cat like Fran who has the ability to think, things are even simpler.
Fulan really enjoyed the feeling of being the only one who knew a shocking secret, so she agreed with Lin Qingliu's rules.
As for the daily communication issues, Lin Qingliu is not a person who likes to be tense. He only needs Fulan to act as a supporting role when he appears, and there are no strict etiquette requirements in normal times.
Who would ask a cat to follow etiquette?
The second rule that Lin Qingliu wanted Fran to follow was that she should treat the area around the psychological clinic as her own territory like a real cat and patrol it every day.
In fact, Lin Qingliu didn't take this very seriously. He just didn't want Fran to become as big as sugar-free whole wheat bread and big chicken legs, so he planned to find something for her to do.
As for Fran's future mission, he has already thought about it.
As long as a cat can be promoted to the second energy level, it can create illusions.
This way, my identity as a paperhanger will be more flexible.
As for what happens next, Lin Qingliu also has a basic idea, but the situation is always changing, and it won’t be of much use to think too much now.
After the abilities were confirmed and the rules were established, it was already early morning.
Lin Qingliu used his brain to clear away the fatigue of the whole night, then took out the nutritional paste and began to share the first meal of his new family with Fran.
Five minutes later, the cat's not-so-flexible paws were trying to use the knife and fork. Fran commented seriously while chewing:
"It's delicious, mate."
"puff."
Lin Qingliu almost spit out the nutrient paste in his mouth. He looked at Fran in surprise and asked:
"What did you say?"
The cat tilted its head with a puzzled expression:
"I said 'companion is delicious'."
Lin Qingliu inserted a piece of nutrient paste and raised his wrist:
"You said this is a companion?"
Fran nodded, gave up using cutlery, and took a big bite.
Lin Qingliu completely lost his appetite.
He activated his naturalistic abilities and attempted to analyze the nutrient paste through visual enhancement.
But unfortunately, he was not an expert in this area, so the analysis was unsuccessful.
The ability of the natural history approach is strongly related to the user's knowledge reserve. For example, even if some semi-illiterate people obtain this ability, at best they can only express bland opinions on some things.
He looked at the nutritional paste and felt that life in Hope City was really not something that humans could survive.
Before, he had always thought that the raw materials of these things were some organisms that had six times the protein of beef.
But now it seems that things are not that simple.
Come to think of it, perhaps because he had not been to the front line, Lin Qingliu had not thought carefully about how to deal with the corpses of the strange beasts for such a long time.
Or rather, he had thought about it, but he simply classified it as a treatment similar to that in the movie "Pacific Rim" from another world, and never thought that these things could become staple food and enter his mouth after fine processing.
He looked at Fran and asked:
"How do you know this is your companion?"
Fran chewed twice and said:
"I can smell it."
"Whose? Your companion's?"
Fran thought about it and shook her head:
"Gray-black spores."
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