"Oh, so your name isn't Meow Meow."

When Qin Tiantian heard what Maomao said, she nodded and asked again.

"What's your name?"

"I only know that I am a cat. I don't know my name."

Maomao answered honestly.

"Why not, I'll just call you Schrodinger."

Qin Tiantian said that she actually didn't quite know who Schrödinger was, but she vaguely remembered that he was a scientist who was related to cats.

Maybe he is someone who likes cats very much!

Otherwise, how could a scientist be associated with cats and still be remembered by Qin Tiantian?

"Schrödinger?"

The cat certainly didn't know this scientist, it just repeated and imitated Qin Tiantian's words.

"Okay, then let's call him Schrodinger."

It said happily.

"Where are you from? Where are your parents?"

Qin Tiantian asked again.

"have no idea."

The cat showed the qualities of a good kitten.

The man and the cat talked for a while before Lu Ban knocked on the door with the cat's things.

“It and I have become good friends!”

Qin Tiantian said to Lu Ban who had just walked in.

"That's good."

Lu Ban put the cat litter box on the ground and placed the bag of cat food and cat litter next to the living room door.

"Yeah yeah."

The cat also answered.

"?"

Lu Ban looked at the cat, then at Qin Tiantian.

"You guys had a good chat."

"Yes, it's quite pitiful. It doesn't even remember its parents and has been wandering outside for so long."

Qin Tiantian said as she opened the package of cat food, took out some cat food and put it in a bowl, handed it to the cat, then put the cat litter box on the balcony of the living room, opened the cat litter and poured it into the box.

"Delicious, this tastes good."

The cat said as it made crunching sounds while chewing on cat food.

"Okay, come find me if you have anything, I'll go back first."

Lu Ban looked at the cat, then at Qin Tiantian, and felt that there should be no problem.

It seems that there is no need to worry about this cat at Qin Tiantian's house.

After solving the cat problem, Lu Ban returned home. He opened the refrigerator and wanted to take out a cup of pudding to experiment.

At this time, Lu Ban discovered that there seemed to be one cup of pudding missing from his refrigerator.

"When was it eaten?"

Lu Ban recalled and thought that Qin Tiantian might have secretly eaten it when he came to visit one day.

He didn't care, took a cup of pudding and looked at the information on it.

[Pudding, delicious, excellent dessert]

Lu Ban picked up the [Last Words] and left a message on it.

【You can increase your strength a little after eating】

Afterwards, Lu Ban quickly finished the pudding.

The taste is really good, rich and milky, and icy, which makes it the most suitable dessert after dinner in this season.

After eating the pudding, Lu Ban spread out his left hand.

Words appeared in the palm of my hand like pages of a book.

Lu Ban simply glanced over some strange things and opened his character attributes.

[Strength: 55]

"Um?"

Lu Ban remembered that his previous strength was also 55, which was slightly higher than that of ordinary people. Thanks to Lu Ban's daily training, there was no problem.

But the key point is that his initial strength was also this value.

Qin Tiantian's strength increased a lot after eating a piece of beef which could increase his strength. However, Lu Ban's strength did not change at all after eating pudding which could increase his strength.

What is the difference?

In order to prevent the pudding's own properties from conflicting with the increase in strength, Lu Ban tried milk, water, biscuits, etc.

But his strength never increased.

After the experiment, Lu Ban seemed to have vaguely grasped something.

"The words written in [Last Words] are a kind of pollution to the item itself, so it can have an effect on people and creatures with a relatively low pollution level. But if the pollution level itself is already high enough, it won't have much of an impact?"

The words left behind by the ability of [Last Words] and the tampered information are like the whispers of those great beings. It is not a question of whether you want to accept them or not, but you must accept them.

It's the same as pollution.

Therefore, ordinary people and animals like Qin Tiantian and Maomao will undergo certain changes after eating the food written by Lu Ban, but a chosen one like Lu Ban who often travels to foreign lands will not be affected at all.

Similarly, Lu Ban was also very clear that his text messages might have little impact on high-level pollutants.

First of all, the content added by [Last Words] cannot contradict the original properties of the object, but those advanced pollutants have many properties of their own, which are very confusing and have everything. Lu Ban may not be able to quickly find one that does not contradict the original properties.

Secondly, those things already have no rationality and have fallen into madness, so having more or less features doesn't make that much of a difference.

Just like Lu Ban himself, he could already melt, a little more strength, a little less strength, not a big problem.

Lu Ban felt that the influence of this pollution should be subtle. After all, he didn't understand whether Qin Tiantian was polluted and didn't think the cat's speech was strange, or whether it was her excellent self-protection mechanism that allowed her to communicate with cats fluently.

Of course, Lu Ban can leave words and records on the things around him at any time, and create various items with certain extraordinary powers, and use them according to circumstances.

Lu Ban picked up a pen and opened the information on it.

[Ordinary signing pens can leave marks]

Then, Lu Ban added a line of small words on it.

[Holding this pen, you can master all the pen spinning methods]

Lu Ban picked up the pen, and then he felt some knowledge flowing into his brain.

This feeling is like a spider web covering one's cerebral cortex. The sticky feeling is accompanied by the awakening of some instinctive memory.

In Lu Ban's hand, the slender signing pen began to spin and jump.

He spun the pen in all kinds of flexible ways that he had seen and had not seen before. Sometimes he threw the pen into the sky, and sometimes he made it jump on his fingertips. If there was a fancy pen spinning competition in the world, Lu Ban would definitely win the championship without any doubt.

After putting down the pen, Lu Ban picked up another pen and tried to rush back to his previous fancy operation.

Snap——

The pen fell on the table, as if mocking the flexibility of Lu Ban's fingers.

This feeling reminded Lu Ban of the crowbar he had lost.

"Perhaps this method can be used to convey information and impart knowledge..."

With this in mind, Lu Ban decided to order a sturdy crowbar online to commemorate his friend who had been with him for so long.

At the same time, in Lu Ban's field of vision, the signature pen on the table twisted like a long snake, winding to form cold and indifferent words in the silent place.

【Career Development Tasks】