Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 653 The Story of the Forest Guard's Exit
Ask any scholar who has done a little research on this.Ask the natural lover and the skilled observer.Ask those prophets who can gain wisdom they shouldn't have in half-dream, or who can see beyond their own lives from the reflection of water and mirrors.Regardless of the source, they will tell you how beautiful and unusual cats are.Among all species that claim, have claimed, or are about to claim to be the Lord of the universe and the spirit of life, cats are also a very special group as a race.But to be honest, they hardly ever dominate anything, because they're always out of focus.

Neither the best cat nor the greatest cat is immune to this.Take the greatest cat recognized in the living history as an example, it can certainly step on a pair of dragon and snake leather boots, and walk through all kinds of things very smartly and vigorously, just like a majestic general patrolling the conquered territory , but it can't resist a group of strangely shaped nebulae.Once it felt that the glowing cloud looked like a stupid dog stepping on snake feces, the cat among cats couldn't help laughing, and always wanted to stop and take a second look.It's a pity that even an immortal cat can't ask a wishing machine to do things for him.The great comet promises only one reward, which is to allow Meow to die wherever Meow wants to go in the world, as long as Meow knows where she wants to go.

Of course, the undead cat now has a definite destination.It has a fairly formal job and is not a lazy cat with no life plan.Its jewel-yellow eyes reflected the ever-changing scene, but it did not lose its way, for the harbingers of fate had long guided it, making it see which paths led to a safe destiny and which lurked deadly trap.Cats are good at survival, and no cat is better at it.It also has some advantages that other cats do not have, such as patience, responsibility and loyalty.Loyalty means that even if a cat's friend or little brother is not good enough, Immortal Cat will not flick its tail contemptuously like other cats, telling the other party that they should learn to be independent earlier.No no no, that would seem a bit bossy.The undead cat is very dignified and dignified among its compatriots. It never ridicules the lame mobility of the aliens in public, and never asks to monitor whether the aliens are buried well enough when they shit.It understands that aliens never learn to be fully on guard when shitting, until their ass is bitten hard by a dragon snake.

These good qualities have won it many foreign friends in the past.But that's just an ordinary level of friends, sharing hair and eating snake meat together, but a true unbreakable friendship requires more.It's not just about respect, sharing and giving, the real challenge for cats is patience and focus.Spending too much time on a certain foreign race is incomprehensible to many cats. Compared with a life-and-death hunt, waiting for more than six seasons is even more unacceptable to cats.If Mew happened to make a friend of a different race six seasons ago, it would be extremely difficult for them to be as good as each other after six seasons apart.Most of them can't remember having such a little brother to watch and shit on their own.

Undead cats are exceptional, but not entirely out of the race's traits.In fact, on the contrary, it is the quintessence of all the characteristics of its race.So of course it also felt very difficult.On this road, it wants to stop several times, lick and comb its fluffy and gorgeous hair from head to tail, or jump into a phenomenon that it finds particularly interesting.But it all held back.loyalty.it says to itself.Loyalty to a little brother is also a quality that a hero should have.

The journey is full of temptations, and it is so long.In order not to deviate from its destination, the Immortal Cat began to calculate the time it had been waiting, so as to convince itself that the time it needed to spend now was nothing.If you want to measure it from an absolutely objective scale, it has already waited for a universe to be destroyed and reborn.That is far beyond the patience of most creatures!

But no.it said to itself again.It can't be counted that way.For although it exists now, it also existed in the past, and the time in between is blank.The Wishing Machine wonderfully tied the thread of time, moving it from one end to the other.But seriously, it just waited 6000+ anniversaries.This is of course quite a long time-it can be said to be the best of the long-term-but it is still much lighter than waiting for a universe.And between these more than 6000 anniversaries, it is not just waiting, it is still working very hard, and being a cat is simply forgetting to eat and sleep.When the hard work is temporarily suspended, it occasionally finds time to think about the problems of the little brother.The main thing is not that it is thinking, because it is a technical problem in the final analysis.Not its job.

The undead cat jumped over a speeding and howling liquid aurora, and took off its hat to salute a biological comet composed entirely of beans and spores.It was absent-mindedly thinking of another person, and was feeling a strong surge of yearning.It even sighed aloud for this—ah, Siuda, beautiful, great, wise, and amiable Siuda, fate has bound them together, no matter how the world changes its sets and actors.Xiu Da is not only a friend, but a relative, the most remarkable witch.Although it can't know more things at this point in time, such as how the kingdom of the Queen of Jade was destroyed, such as its own death, and the eternal separation and fusion with Xiuda, Xiuda obviously came up with a plan in the end. what way to do it.Is there anything Siuda can't do?If so, add the rest of the sorority.host.secretary.Vanguard officer.Or the treasurer.The undead cat starts to get distracted when he thinks of the treasurer.It forgot the longing and sadness for Xiuda, but thought about the question it had thought about at least [-] times: Why is the financial officer a financial officer?What is so attractive about this position?Every time it comes to Queen's Day, it always has to think about it.

The road is long.The road is too long.The Immortal Cat was a little weak when it reached the soles of its feet, but Zhao Xing hadn't told it where the end was.So it pondered what it had seen recently.It has encountered some very interesting things, but Meow is very indifferent to things that have nothing to do with itself.Given that this is a new story, it's always a bit of a lackluster interest in what's going on here.Caimao's face is indeed curious.But if it has to study Caimao, No. [-] and the host, it will delay the time for it to come here to talk about the old days.

So forget it, let it go.Immortal Cat decided not to take on work outside the scope of his duties.If this matter has something to do with it, it also has something to do with "it in history at this moment".Is that the case?Did it understand Xiuda's words correctly?

While it was pondering its place in the new universe, and the list of creatures that would be unlucky for it, the road finally came to an end.This statement is accurate.In other words, it is not that the immortal cat has come to the end of the road, but the road has come to the end of itself.It was the road that suddenly decided to shorten itself, bringing the Immortal Cat closer to the finish line.It is much easier for someone to shorten the road than anyone wants to finish it, because it knows where it is going to lead.In the blink of an eye, the Immortal Cat found that the surroundings stopped changing.It fell in the atmosphere of a star and floated up due to lack of gravity.

Wow!The Immortal Cat squealed happily.It has a lot of ways to get itself out of this situation, but it also likes to let its paws completely relax, stretching and kneading in the air effortlessly, like lying on the fluff of an old woman's belly.So it rolled around in the air a few times before looking at everything around it.Things make a lot more sense now: cold, silent, distant deep space, a vast array of colorful stars, and a dilapidated building floating in midair.

The Immortal Cat hissed at the building to express dissatisfaction with its shabby appearance, but instead of rushing over, it looked around into the distance.It was looking for signs of a censorship, and that sign was indeed present in this little new universe - at the outskirts of the universe, as far as its star-guided gaze could reach. In the farthest places, those shimmering stars dimmed in the twilight, and then never lit up again.

"Wow," said the immortal cat, floating upside down in the air, "this universe is going to end so fast."

It flicked its tail in disappointment, but otherwise there was no more violent opposition.The matter is clear and has been voted unanimously since long ago.All machines must be destroyed, and all infinite phenomena will be subject to scrutiny. If any universe wants to join the warm and reliable family of "real existence", then it must be clearly counted on the physical level, yes The inner life can be developed by counting fingers or tentacles.Now, since a city of infinite size has been created, it must be thrown into the realm of the imagination.And what can it do?As a creation made by the city, it certainly cannot be left behind.It's fair, and it's also loyal.Although not all cats consider loyalty a compliment.But the Immortal Cat recognizes loyalty, and loyalty is an additional obligation brought about by companionship.As a companion to the comet, it is very loyal.

The boundaries of the universe began to sink into endless darkness.It involves so much construction of infinity that it is not even allowed to exist as a star plane.So all the stars are extinguished one by one, silently immersed in nothingness.Darkness crept silently and engulfed the shining empty sand.I also feel a little sad when I think of this place being called the Immortal Cat.It sighed long, rolled its tail along its belly to its mouth and licked it.

When it combed the tip of its tail and was happy, the building wreckage floating in the air seemed to be too heavy to finally fall down.It doesn't look that big from a distance, but in fact there are at least dozens of rooms inside, and it would be quite choking if it fell on the head of the undead cat.So the Immortal Cat hurried out of the way.It cruised in the air with its four claws and its tail, and when it passed a certain door of the building, the metal door that looked quite solid opened by itself.

A terrifying head poked out of the darkness behind the door.The scaly head poked out of the doorframe, peered back and forth, and immediately noticed the undead cat swimming in space.The two eyeballs on the scaly head stared at it, as if watching someone shit on the top of the transparent tower on Candy Street.

"Hello!" said the Immortal Cat.Its tail curled up on its belly, its limbs twitched and motionless.It allowed itself to swing around in the weightless environment, honest and dignified like a cat statue.

The head was still staring at it.The hair on the Undead Cat's back quietly exploded.It's good news that the executor can see it, it should be good news, at least that's what Xiuda told it.But the cat among cats also looks at things from a cat's point of view, never forgetting the feeling of hunting and being hunted.Be very careful when you are stared at by those eyes-careful of what?A really careful cat should never be seen by the executor from the very beginning.

"Hi," said the Immortal Cat.The paw moved slightly outward.

The executor blinked.He slowly moved his entire body out from behind the door, resting on a small ledge outside the door.Immediately afterwards, he jumped slightly, and also fell into the void and floated up.Seeing this really put Undead at ease.It hummed a once-popular tune about heroic cats, while deftly swimming toward its former little brother.The executor lay upright in the void, as stiff as a swirling stick, but he seemed to feel quite comfortable, and didn't use the shadow on his left hand to help change the place.

The Immortal Cat swam to its side, and tapped its stomach twice with the tip of its tail.The executor didn't even look at it, still absorbed in his eccentric enjoyment of being space junk.Now there is absolutely no doubt.Then the Immortal Cat said slowly, "How well things are going, old friend."

The back of the executor's coat was lifted.A thick and deformed tail protruded from under the spacious black cloth, half of which was covered with sharp but messy scales, and the other half was full of scars, from which dark yellow and highly poisonous pus seeped out.The executor touched the Immortal Cat's gorgeous orange fur tail twice with the scaly side of the tail, like two pan-sapients fisting fists.His eyes greedily looked at the smooth fur on the back of the Undead Cat's neck and head, but he didn't touch it.

"Sorry, man," said the undead cat, "I can't let you touch me right now. Your hand... well, I don't think the right hand has anything to do with it? Okay. No problem. Please. But I think you should first Know this—we're both dead. Look over there, the universe is being eaten, and it won't be long until we're being eaten.”

The Executor doesn't seem to have much interest in what's happening at the edge of the universe.He rubbed the fur on the undead cat's top with his right hand, and then sat up straight again in satisfaction.The Immortal Cat complained, "Lazy man! Is this what you want to do at the end of your life? Just lay there? Do you know what happens when stupid people lie in space like us? Exploding. Booming! Probably not even that. Do you want this to happen to your ass? Do you want to?"

The executor let out a rolling stream of muffled grunts.

"Okay." The Immortal Cat said compromised.He felt that was a good reason.So the two of them enjoyed being space junk to the fullest.A few times during that time they almost floated in opposite directions, but with a couple of twists and turns in the shadow of the executor's fingertips, the problem was resolved.They are generally floating together above a ring of stars, overlooking the colorful earthly scene.This satellite-like movement also satisfied the Immortal Cat, and it missed Xiuda again.

"This city may be finished too," said the undead cat. "There are infinite residents in a limited space, and the censorship will not let this pass. Then again, I never knew exactly where it would go." Where. Died? Or relegated to one of the other endings that will never be known to the outside world? But of course we both died. Consistency has to be maintained. Do you want to hang around there one last time? Like we the old days?"

Needless to say, the executor readily agreed.They all spread their limbs, making their last trip to the world below before the doomsday.

(End of this chapter)