This is enough; it's better than staying in sub-zero conditions all the time.
Jiang Zhi had originally planned to roast two sweet potatoes, but the aroma was too tempting, so she decided to save them for roasting in her space. Jiang Zhi took out two lunch boxes, and mixed canned fish into one of them for Wanfu to eat.
Wanfu smelled the aroma of food and immediately woke up from his sleep, his round eyes wide open.
"Stop looking, come and eat." Jiang Zhi put Wanfu's lunch in the iron basin, and Wanfu jumped over and stuffed it into his mouth in big mouthfuls.
Jiang Zhi looked on helplessly. She thought that next time she went out to look for a pet store, she might be able to get a batch of cat food. That way, she could be lazy and not have to bother feeding the cat.
It's better for cats to eat more meat; I wonder if they'd eat the meat of mutant animals.
Most mutant animals evolved from wild animals and possess primal wildness, which is amplified to an extreme degree. When the Earth experiences alternating hot and cold weather and they have nothing to eat, they will attack humans frantically.
This was the first time Jiang Zhi had encountered a pet cat like Wanfu that had mutated. Logically, Wanfu should have lost its docile nature and become sharp and aggressive, but it didn't.
After dinner, Wanfu fell asleep as soon as he sat down on the sofa. Jiang Zhi, who was practicing with her knife, was astonished by Wanfu's instant sleep.
The temperature was colder at night than during the day. Jiang Zhi crept downstairs without making a sound.
The entire base was dark except for the service center, which was still lit. Jiang Zhi walked along the road with her bag on her back. It was already late at night, and it was snowing heavily. Soon, Jiang Zhi's hat was covered in white snow.
She channeled her spiritual power into her legs, swiftly traversing the streets, acting as a beggar's boy as she went, tossing compressed biscuits near the dens of beggars.
I wonder how many more people will freeze to death tonight.
Jiang Zhi was very fast; having practiced throwing darts many times, she threw them accurately.
Regardless, she will only do this once.
The reason is simple: she had also suffered in her past life. Back then, when she closed her eyes, she would think how wonderful it would be if she could open them to a hot meal.
But it has always been just a dream, and has never come true.
Nightmares shattered me again and again, and my life was utterly broken time and time again.
The beggar, who was too hungry to sleep, felt a gust of wind pass by, and then a bag of compressed biscuits appeared in his arms.
When he looked up suddenly, there was nothing in front of him but snowflakes.
He could feel the snow falling, and the ground temperature was extremely low. He had thought he would die tonight, but in reality, he was prepared for it.
Like the little match girl, I dream of a turkey, its meat so delicious!
To his surprise, someone threw him a bag of compressed biscuits.
"Thank you, thank you for your generosity, sob sob sob." The beggar prayed and wept sadly.
I will definitely live on; as long as I live, there is hope.
Jiang Zhi stood at the base of the wall. Just now, she felt as if her whole body had been filled with some kind of mysterious power. This power made her feel very comfortable, as if she were being held in someone's arms and having her head stroked.
Just like animals, humans feel very comfortable when their head is patted or their hand is gently shaken.
She didn't think much of it; perhaps the rapid travel tonight had brought about a radical transformation in her cultivation, resulting in a complete metamorphosis.
After emptying her backpack, Jiang Zhi quickly returned to her apartment building.
Her clothes were completely soaked and now they were covered with a layer of ice.
After entering the house, Jiang Zhi locked the door and then slipped into her spatial dimension.
After taking off her damp clothes, Jiang Zhi took a comfortable hot bath to dispel the chill, and then drank a bowl of ginger soup.
Since the onset of extreme cold, Jiang Zhi has always had the habit of making ginger soup, and sometimes she will add one or two medicinal herbs to it to enhance its cold-dispelling effect.
After taking a comfortable long nap in the space, Jiang Zhi made herself breakfast and gave Wanfu a rice ball before leaving the space.
I forgot to bring Wanfu in last night.
Wanfu was still asleep when Jiang Zhi felt something was wrong. She touched Wanfu and found that Wanfu's body was extremely hot, unlike the normal body temperature of a cat.
I took a temperature with a thermometer, and the temperature was indeed a bit high. I hope Wanfu doesn't have a fever.
There are generally two types of fever nowadays: the first is the awakening of supernatural abilities, and the second is a real fever that can develop into pneumonia.
Jiang Zhi wasn't sure whether Wanfu was the former or the latter.
Besides, she didn't have any medicine for cats!
Jiang Zhi found a special antipyretic in the first-aid kit, looked at the ingredients, and learned about the contraindications.
What are the differences between pets and people?
After much thought, Jiang Zhi concluded that they were probably all the same in terms of physical body, possessing the characteristics of mammals, with two eyes, one mouth, one nose, and two ears.
"Never mind, Jiang Wanfu, I'll just give you half a fever reducer. If you really die, it's just bad luck. I bought you and let you live a little longer. I don't ask for anything in return. If you can live, I'll continue to take care of you. If you can't live, I'll bury your body under the ice."
After saying that, Jiang Zhi broke off half a fever reducer and fed it to Wanfu, then gave it some warm water and took out her treasured dried fish, waiting for Wanfu to wake up so they could eat.
"Jiang Wanfu, you must hold on!" Jiang Zhi cried out silently in her heart.
Meow~
Although Wanfu's voice was faint, Jiang Zhi heard it clearly.
She covered Wanfu with a silk quilt, pulled back the dark curtains to look outside, and saw that the snow still hadn't stopped, but it was much lighter than last night.
“Last night a kind person gave me a pack of compressed biscuits, these are compressed biscuits! I forced myself to eat only a small piece last night and poured several handfuls of snow into my mouth, and I survived.”
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