Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

"It's long enough." Feng Lan tied the knot quickly, staring at the location of the small bridge. From a distance of more than ten meters, he tensed his arms and threw the rope over, which just happened to be wrapped around the pier of the stone bridge. Feng Lan quickly climbed from the window to the roof, tied it along the corner, picked up Bi Ke who jumped over, and ran over quickly by stepping on the stretched rope.

When Feng Lan reached the small bridge, the black cat had already walked over and arrived outside a yellow mud house. It was squatting on the stone lion at the door, like a pool of flowing solid.

The golden vertical pupils flickered with golden-green light in the dark night.

"Meow-"

Seeing Feng Lan chasing after it, the black cat meowed lazily, its long tail swinging at its side intermittently.

"call……"

Feng Lan supported herself with her hands and gasped for breath. A drop of sweat slid from her forehead to her chin and fell to the ground. Her face was flushed. She tried her best to control her voice, and her black watery eyes stared at the cat in front of her.

Not a cat that brings rain.

The pupils of the cat that brings rain are blue.

Even so, Feng Lan had already passed the message to Feng Cuiyu on the way.

"Mimi?"

"Hello?"

Feng Lan recovered, stopped panting, and slowly reached out towards the cat.

A feather arrow brushed past her hand and pierced into the stone lion, landing right next to the cat's tail and almost hurting the black cat.

"Zheng——"

The slightly wagging tail made a buzzing sound.

The black cat's pupils flickered, still lying lazily on the stone lion. The red lantern at the door of the house lit up, and the light swayed for a moment.

Feng Lan looked in another direction and saw two people walking out of the darkness together, their footsteps neither light nor heavy. She paused slightly.

not human?

There were two people, a man and a woman, dressed coolly with very little fabric on their bodies, barely covering their key parts. They belonged to the bold and unrestrained school of Central City. Judging from their bodies, they were both beautiful women with curvy figures and strong bodies, but the part above the neck was not a human head, but two huge and ferocious animal heads, one wolf and the other bird.

Judging from the species, the wolf has long hair, which is black with some white. When it saw Feng Lan, the wolf smiled, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs. The bird's head is white with many black feathers, and its long and sharp golden beak is slightly hooked. Just by looking at it, you can imagine that this beak can peck off a large piece of meat from a person.

"We want this cat, get out of here." The werewolf spoke in a smoky voice, crossed his arms to reveal his bulging muscles, showing off his muscle lines, raised his chin, and ordered Feng Lan lightly.

It's no wonder the two of them are so arrogant. In this situation where the overall strength of all players is suppressed, the one with stronger physique has the advantage in record, not to mention a recognized rule in Central City.

The bodies of non-human players are generally half a level stronger than those of human players (C- to C+) at the same general level (e.g. C to D).

Although the werewolf appeared very domineering, his voice was as soft as a mosquito. Obviously, those who entered the dungeon were at least A-level players, and everyone had their own means to explore the bottom line of the dungeon.

Feng Lan glanced at the black cat waiting there, its flashing golden-green eyes staring at her and then at the two orcs.

She was clearly running very fast when I took her for a walk before.

She held down the restless flower in her sleeve and Bi Ke, whose eyes were wide open on her shoulder, nodded, and stepped back decisively, "Okay."

"Cuckoo."

We can't let her go. If she doesn't come into contact with the cat, there are still key clues that haven't been triggered.

The bird-headed player next to her saw Feng Lan leave so easily, and initially judged that her strength was severely suppressed. Before Feng Lan left, she spoke, but in animal language. Her tone was calm and unchanged, and she did not look at Feng Lan specifically. If she had not eaten the universal knowledge fruit, she would definitely not understand what the bird-headed player was saying.

The werewolf had no objection to his companion's words. He nodded and said, "Wait, don't leave. Go and pet that black cat."