Lord God, do you want a wife?

[Ding——The main mission is 15% complete. Please keep up the good work. 】

[Ding——The main mission is 30% complete. Please keep up the good work. 】

A series of system prompts sounded in Bai Nian's ears.

She swung her tail and opened her eyes lazily. Her blue eyes were still sleepy as if she had just woken up, and a barely detectable blue light flashed by.

She is happy to accept points if someone gives them to her.

He raised his paw and pushed away the stuffed toy that was pressing on it.

Xiao Yixiu's bedroom is very big. There weren't many furniture in it before, so it looked empty. But with the kitten's cat climbing frame, the whole bedroom is filled up.

There are several cat scratching boards around, and near the cat climbing frame are various toys selected by Xiao Yixiu.

Bai Nian fiddled with the miscellaneous toys with disdain.

When she was a three-year-old child?

How old are you still playing these?

She lifted her injured hind leg and when she felt no pain, she jumped nimbly and reached the highest point after several leaps.

Feeling the abundant spiritual energy in his body, Bai Nian narrowed his eyes slightly.

It seems that transforming is not a difficult task. She thought about it and felt that it would be a waste if she didn't use such abundant spiritual energy to advance the progress of the task.

Looking at the white paper on the small coffee table not far away, she jumped back and forth a few times.

He grabbed the pen on the table with his two paws and began to write.

Since Xiao Yixiu was so good to her, she still left a letter for him. After all, it was rare to find such a competent poop scooper.

The cat's little paws were not good for writing, and the pen kept sliding down. After a lot of effort, Bai Nian looked at the note on the table with satisfaction, clapped his paws, and jumped directly out of the small window of the bathroom.

It was not too dark outside, but the white spot was particularly bright, as if it was an illusion. In an instant, the white spot disappeared.

Bai Nian ran along the route he remembered, quietly using his spiritual power, so fast that an afterimage appeared.

[099, help me find Zhao Xiaxuan's location.]

[Host, Zhao Xiaxuan is almost home! She has a kitten in her arms! ]

A light flashed in Bai Nian's eyes, and he snorted coldly.

【The thief's heart is not dead.】

She soon arrived at Zhao Xiaxuan's villa and looked at the familiar small garden, feeling a little nauseous.

Zhao Xiaxuan had killed countless kittens, and was afraid that the truth would be revealed, so she was very careful when handling the bodies.

And, ever since she started venting her dissatisfaction on cats, whenever she encounters a work she doesn't like, she'll be fully armed, grab a black plastic bag, and throw it into a trash can a few kilometers away in the dead of night.

Once she finds a work she likes, she will bury it in the garden with her own hands.

In her eyes, all the corpses were her works.

She never felt that this was a living thing.

Bai Nian glanced at the clusters of beautiful flowers, then dived into the bushes and lay motionless.

The dense grass is a good hiding place.

The sound of a car engine came slowly from far away.

When she arrived at the door, Zhao Xiaxuan was elegantly holding a small bag in one hand and a few months old calf in the other.

The cat was extremely small, as if it was malnourished, its body was just a skeleton, and its ribs were clearly visible.

Because it has been wandering outside, its fur is very dirty, and you can vaguely make out some black and brown hair.

His eyes were blurred into slits, and he cried weakly in Zhao Xiaxuan's arms, as if he was unaware that danger was approaching.