Chapter 276 Cat Cake
"The Rememberers... a bunch of unscrupulous voyeurs, huh, or incinerators who play with other people's memories..." Sambo raised his eyebrows, grabbing the plump filling beneath the sizzling cake shell with one hand. "Do you like that?"
The quacking sound effects are all rua out.
You reasonably suspect that he is seeking personal revenge.
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It doesn’t matter whether you are a memorizer or an incinerator, you have your own rhythm.
"Oh my God, your name has changed to Brother Rhythm now?" Sambo looked surprised, holding the filling of the cake with a curious look.
But no matter how friendly he acted, it was useless because Maomaocao would start to speak, "Stop pinching me, stop pinching me! If you continue to pinch me, I'll be exposed!"
The tail wrapped around Sambo's wrist, and no matter how hard he pushed, it wouldn't budge. With no other options left, he spoke.
Seriously, you're just a cute little cat cake, right? A little snack that can talk is not cute anymore.
"Why are you making things difficult for me? I'm a very good person! I didn't play games with the guards, nor did I go to a brothel and show off my classmate status... I'm the one who's been following you around all this time, eating nothing but coarse food!"
Uncle Cold Legs, who can stay in Belloburg all the time, doesn't have high material desires, but you do have high material desires!!!
In life, there is nothing else but a mouth.
Considering the number of cakes, 1,308, you were sensible enough not to embarrass your dear manager!
The cake is really going to make trouble.
If Sambo hadn't been wearing gloves, you would have bitten him.
Sangbo sighed, "Okay, as you said, that one was taken away because he worked too much... Don't take it lightly, Sangbo will be very worried~"
This is very strange. Sambo is one of the few people in the Aha family who knows the existence of the fourth wall, and you have always regarded him as the world script team.
He even has some idea of your identity.
"...I'm not joking, dear." Sambo smiled, a rare smile that wasn't frowned upon. "I don't want outsiders to see your memories."
"So, why?"
"Alas, sometimes I really don't want to teach you anything new." He spread his hands. "Who knows who else you might use it on?"
It's possessiveness.
Because he was very sensible and did not pry into your past, but someone took this step towards you, so he felt offended from the bottom of his heart.
Sambo will not take this step, nor does he want others to take this step, and he certainly doesn't want you to allow others to take this step.
"This isn't good, seriously, man."
You feel that his focus is different from yours. Admittedly, you are satisfying your curiosity about his pupils on the premise that you are sure that Mr. Rick cannot see anything.
Yes, this is freeloading.
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But in Sambo's eyes, due to the characteristics of memetic life, there is no difference between eyes and skin with visual functions. There is no doubt that in the eyes of the other party, this is also a free ride.
...even if the big director is not the kind of guy who would suppress the actors' pay.
Yes, Sambo knew such a person, but so what? Not everyone is like him, Sambo, a good guy.
Although...you think the word "freeloading" is not used correctly.
It should be [free].
Why?
"He's already a rememberer, and being my dog, shouldn't that be a family inheritance?" you asked sincerely.
- I'm sorry Fu Li, but considering that we are not father and son, nor siblings, I really can't find a more appropriate description of your persistence in pursuing me.
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You have no guilt about it.
Sambo pinched your mouth and silenced you manually, falling into a precious silence.
After a while, “Cats are not allowed to keep dogs.”
"You know, the Rememberers gather memories without restraint, relying on the memetic lifeform's ability to abandon its body.
Despite this, human eyes are still the switch that connects the world. They are the most sensitive part that the brain cannot perceive and cannot easily abandon.
Mr. Rick's pause button. There's nothing special about touching the tip of Cat Cake's tail. Biologically speaking, you're touching your eyelid.
"Are you really suspended?" After slightly satisfying your curiosity, you asked when you saw him frozen in front of you.
It seemed as if time had just started to flow again for him. If his face had not fallen on the table made of memory, it might have been buried in the shell of the cat cake decorated with small flowers.
It was as if all his strength had been drained from him. Rick managed to keep his balance by using the flying film to hold on to his limbs.
With a trembling voice, he answered very frankly, "It's not that simple. The development of the plot... was somewhat... beyond my expectations."
Then he paused, taking the time to give you a brief introduction in a vague tone, "You seem to be messing with my brain."
Indeed, memetic life has no concept of organs. Without eyes, how can there be such a thing as a brain?
Interestingly, when the Rememberer collects other people's memories, the action is not as rough as churning the brain, but more like taking pictures and editing.
Groups that have some misunderstanding about the rememberer are more likely to have such imagination.
…
Rick never thought that one day he would experience this lack of aesthetic sense himself.
"But..." He clenched his fist weakly and excitedly, then continued, "The more primitive the action, the more profound and fragrant the emotion!"
He also said that he saw the narrative sense hidden behind it, some kind of vitality, some kind of essence...
It was fine at first, but then it got increasingly obscure and difficult to understand, and you pondered for a moment, wondering if he had been infected by the Cat Cake meme virus.
——Does such a thing really exist?
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However, Luanpo tells you that this is not the case.
Ah this.
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The set was moving so fast that Gao's brain was a bit slow to catch up. Fortunately, the generous Liao Luan Ninja used a red ribbon to tie Cat Cake and the graffiti spray can around his waist. Even Cat Cake had his own safety belt.
You finally got the upper hand on this pink-haired girl.
But that doesn't matter.
What’s more important is that after the coconut and honey bean cakes on the Xishinannan made great contributions in collecting debts for the Interstellar Peace Company, the jumping and exploding cakes that were finally released also played their due role.
Luanpo and Rick both landed near Yalilo-VI around this time.
Then again, Ah Ha is worthy of being Ah Ha, even making cat cakes is wonderful. While you are still struggling with the cakes eating people, he has already evolved.
Cakes are good for eating, but popping cakes are not easy to digest and can cause vomiting. I don't know what meme virus it is, but I'll have to ask about the contents of the popping cakes.
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In short, when it comes to meme virality, Aha has no rival. So, what is the trajectory of the coconut and honey bean cake on the Yalilo-VI?
Although you used Taiz Yuloth's breeding traits as naturally as breathing when Xi Pei ruled the Zerg, in fact, you followed Idrila's pure beauty track...
At this moment, the Crispy Ice Cream, which had been silent as if dead, came to life. There wasn't much movement from his end, but it was just that Qingque, who had once mourned for you as the King of Pipixi, was exerting his strength.
She got the wrong cake.
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You really can't bear to think about it. What kind of thought process would allow the crispy ice cream to solve a Rubik's Cube and enter the "Furnace of Creation" of the "Industry Manufacturing Company"?
And the righteous President Qing heard that a small snack was thrown into the oven as an ingredient, and then... it exploded.
What a familiar script!
So, she admitted her mistake and felt sorry for herself, taking the lead and becoming the first fortune teller to step into the Industrial Manufacturing Department.
What a sad story.
Who would have known that Crispy Ice Cream was no longer satisfied with just riding the Robot Bird, but was looking for the shortest route to connect all the Rubik's Cubes?
He started riding Suiyang.
Or it is the great sun in the furnace of creation.
That is indeed fast (bushi).”
“So, the Suiyang that Crispy Ice Cream rode cursed the green bird that came to its door.
The curse also echoes the theme. The content is that Qingque must keep playing the game of Liuhe, and the two plays cannot be the same, otherwise she will become a Rubik's Cube.
If Qingque didn't want to be twisted like a Rubik's Cube, it would be hard to say whether the Rubik's Cube would be twisted or her neck would be twisted, so she would have to run for her life.
——Now, even playing with a Rubik’s Cube can lead to a murder.
The drum washing machine can have a new plot again.
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Things are going well for Boshizun. He and Xipei, one controls Suiyang and the other rules the swarm. No, now they have become flying cakes.
Why didn't Suiyang turn into a cat cake when he was with you? Is it because Suiyang is kind? Is it because you picked up a green bird?
Otherwise, can we expect Master Boshi to suddenly show his divine power, awaken his rich humanity, and save Qingque out of his kindness?
——Hmm? Answer me!
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You caught the bluebird from the air, and then, the little white flowers on your shell fell off.
?
To be honest, you were confused at that time.
Your forehead feels cold, and you realize belatedly that as a cat, you are bald.
you:……
And all of this is the fault of [Balanced Mutual]. Cake is too strong, He just happened to find you and needs to be weakened, so He took action.
???
Then he peeled off your flowers. Peeling them off would have been fine, but he actually took them away!!!
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You are furious.
He didn't even bother to pay attention to whether the act of catching the green bird caused any changes in Maomao Gao.
Considering that equilibrium is a kind of thought, in essence, [mutuality] is the forefather of this school of thought.
So, you acted decisively, drawing inspiration from your experience, and gave Hu and his disciples a visually unbalanced filter.
This filter is very simple, you just make them unable to see plants, insects and leaves in the future. Damn, they steal your flowers, because they don’t have flowers of their own? !!!
You think it's balanced.
It's a punishment tailor-made for equilibrium.
Think about it carefully, what is the opposite of flowers?
Guo Lai (crossed out).
Grass? Leaves? You're not sure, so with a wave of your hand, you block them all out! Block, block, block them all!
All kidding aside, you'd love to hear things like the arbitrator kissing bugs like roses, or the portrait of Zushi Yehu surrounded by flowers (crossed out) and bugs.
Bugs, what hardworking creatures! In your place, their appearances have even surpassed those of Flowey and Milotic (covering mouth).
You pretend not to think of that.
In short, the insects will chew each other into a flower for you.
You finally remember what happened next with Sui Yang."
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