Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

"People are alive, but they are unable to communicate in detail." Philen thought while standing in the corner.

"Is there really no way?"

"There is still a way... " Sote said after thinking for a while.

"Reiner has stabilized the situation in the Interstellar Alliance. In terms of the economy, Youhai and Suguang have stabilized the situation together. The law enforcement agencies are also relatively peaceful."

"The overall situation is stable, but many people disappeared inexplicably in StarCraft. I think they may have an answer to this question."

"Of course, the main thing is to get in touch with them and see what they need so that they can recover as quickly as possible."

"I have an immature idea about this."

Sote chuckled and said, "Fang Zhixin has the voice of all things, why can't we bring some ordinary creatures over?"

"Like, cats and dogs and stuff."

It must be said that he is worthy of being someone who can hang out with Guan Canghai. The sparks of their thoughts suddenly collided with each other.

Fang Zhixin in the spirit body gave a thumbs up: "Good brain, good idea!"

"If there is a Wangcai, maybe we can communicate."

Bai Yuefeng stroked his chin and said, "Wangcai...hiss, where have I heard these two words before?"

A colorful sign suddenly flashed through his mind and he remembered.

"Wangcai's House! When I first entered the Galaxy Galaxy Academy, I went to take over the forces on Blue Star, and the place we met was called Wangcai's House.

Han Ting has a cat, a very special cat, a male cat named Princess. "

"Princess?"

Several people tilted their heads, and an image of a chubby cat with long hair flashed through their minds.

"Meow~"

"I seemed to hear a cat meowing." Lu Yuan looked around, his eyes fixed on a rustling patch of grass.

A long-haired cat jumped out of the woods and walked slowly and gracefully in full view of everyone.

Han Ting, who rushed out from behind, was in a disheveled state, with leaves in his hair.

He quickly picked up the princess cat and patted the cat with a hint of reproach.

"We haven't found them yet, don't make trouble."

Most of the members of the Tracing Light team were traveling among the mountains, including Su Muqu, Gu Zhao and others. Luo An and Lan Qi were searching in the mountains day and night.

Sadly, no news.

When Zhang Kai and others saw the cat, their eyes suddenly lit up. A group of people blinked and surrounded Han Ting, looking expectantly at the cat in Han Ting's arms.

"animal…"

"A spiritual cat..."

"Maybe..."

"Come on Fang Zhixin, try to make this cat express what you want to convey."

Looking at the people huddled together, the Guancanghai team said: The cat's fur is all standing on end, it can't express anything.

"Please move aside a little. The poor princess is almost suffocating. I have no way to express myself." Fang Zhixin complained speechlessly.

"This is easy." Zhong An raised his hand, and a heavy pressure suddenly came down.

Press down and relax, press down and relax.

He used gravity as a sledgehammer.

The people surrounding the cat only felt that their heads were slightly heavy, as if there was a sledgehammer hitting their heads a few times, bangbangbang.

"Hiss, this means..."

"Spread out a little. Don't you see that cat's pupils have shrunk into a line and are almost gone?" Reiner reminded, "At least let the cat come to find someone. How can it find someone if you surround the cat?"

Everyone dispersed, and Han Ting still didn't understand what was happening.

The cat in my arms slowed down, wagged its tail, and looked around with its round eyes.

Then, as if it had discovered something, it jumped out of Han Ting's arms, jumped directly onto a rock, and licked its paws.

The six people squatting around the stone looked at the cat curiously. The illusory soul poked the cat, making the princess angry again.

Seeing the princess getting angry and baring her teeth at the air, everyone realized that those guys were probably at that stone.

Zhang Kai chuckled with the tip of his tongue against his teeth: "It's really next to you."

No matter how sarcastic the tone was, it couldn't hide the relief of surviving the disaster.

Not to mention Zhang Kai, even Philen and others breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone looked expectantly at the mad cat squatting on the stone.

"You evil human, why are you poking meow? Haven't you seen meow?"

Fang Zhixin coughed lightly and said, "Princess, please do me a favor and pass on a message."

The princess turned her head away proudly: "Of course you can."

The long-haired cat raised its paw and opened it: "I want fifty kilograms of cat food specially provided by the God of Cooking. No, five hundred kilograms!"

"Okay, okay, no problem." Not to mention 500 kilograms, even a mountain of cat food would be fine.

"Tell me what news you want to spread. Once you've spread it, quickly send that stupid shit-shoveling owner Han Ting back home. He's been wandering around in the mountains for ten days."

"You too, can you change back?"

"Sure." Fang Zhixin was sure that within a year, they would be able to change back.

"But if I want to change back sooner, I need your help."

The princess cat raised her head and looked into Fang Zhixin's golden eyes, her wagging tail hanging quietly by her side.

Fang Zhixin smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. Once this world is repaired successfully, we can change back to normal, so you need to tell them."

"This mountain range was created by the six of us, the Director of the Spacetime Administration, Lasadel, Kezhou, and the Gods of Spacetime, Quan and Ming."

"Once the heaven and earth are stitched together here, we will be able to reappear."

"Meow...Okay, I'm glad you're all okay." The princess cat tilted her head and rubbed Fang Zhixin's imaginary hand.

Although it is a cat, it understands what these people are doing.

Princess Cat jumped off the stone and walked in front of Han Ting.

Han Ting understood instantly and took out the musical note table specially prepared for the princess cat from the storage ring.

In the past when she was in Wangcai’s house, although the princess rarely stepped on this thing, it didn’t mean she wouldn’t do it.

The long-haired cat walked back and forth on the unfolded note chart, stopping whenever it came to a required letter and motioning Han Ting to write it down.

After a while, a sentence was successfully constructed.

"Mending the world, going home, everyone is here, the mountains are me."

"Does it mean that after mending the world, we can go home? How long will it take?" Lin Jue asked.

Princess Cat walked away resigned to her fate.

"One year, helping to mend the world, shortening it."

"It will take a year. If someone helps, the time will be shortened." Fang Qingyue raised his head and looked at the sky. "Is that what you mean?"

"Boom..."

The thunder answered, yes.

The tired cat collapsed in Han Ting's arms. It was so tired that it still had to rely on me at the critical moment.

Han Ting stroked the princess cat gently. He felt visibly better and the dark circles under his eyes seemed to have faded a lot.

"Then let's hurry up and mend the world, so they can come back soon."

"The question is, how to make up for it?" Knowing that everyone was there and his master Kezhou was also there, Philen was in a visibly good mood.

Shen Rong, who had become lazy again, yawned and said, "Ask the God of Time and Space? If that doesn't work, ask Fang Zhixin from the parallel universe."

"She must know."