Rebirth: I Became a Maggot 2

Oh my god, how unlucky can I be? What's with this stray cat? It's not even full after eating one duck neck?

Now that there's no duck neck left, are we going to have to eat guinea pigs?

After eating the lab rats, will you start eating me next?

I can't bear to think about it anymore. Why am I so unlucky?

Just as I was heartbroken and dared not think any further, suddenly the little white mouse found a duck neck from somewhere and threw it directly at the stray cat.

The stray cat, like a dog seeing a bone, immediately ran towards the duck neck.

"Can you walk now, Yimao Er? If you can't, get on my back and let's run." The little white mouse said anxiously to me as it watched the stray cat chase after the duck neck.

I stared blankly at the stray cat eating duck neck, and asked, quite annoyed, "Where did you get the duck neck?"

"This is what we found when you were looking for clues," the white mouse said casually.

When I heard this, I was furious. After I left, they actually went to find food. I had thought they were being chased by stray cats.

Instantly, my temper flared up, and I shouted angrily, "Didn't I tell you to wait for me? Instead, you went to find duck necks?"

If I could strangle those two idiots right now, I swear I would.

"Don't worry about the details, just get on me. I'll get here and you can run away, or the stray cat will come soon," the white mouse cried anxiously.

Damn, this guy really knows how to time things. I really can't argue with that. Right now, escaping is the most important thing.

I was too lazy to say anything more, and it was more important to get on the road quickly, so I hurriedly climbed onto the white mouse.

But just as Cai had climbed a few steps, he heard a meow, and then the stray cat crawled toward them.

It's obvious they haven't had enough to eat yet.

Holy crap, is this duck neck really that appealing? Isn't this cat afraid of getting a sore throat? It's even become addicted to it, can't it just stay healthy?

As the stray cat crawled towards us, I anxiously called out, "Do you have any more duck necks? Hurry up and give them to them!"

"Yes, there is, but..." the white mouse said with a hint of evasion in its voice.

"What's with the 'buts'? ​​If you don't want to be eaten by that cat, hurry up and give it to them." I yelled angrily. Damn it, is food more important than life?

Although the little mouse was a bit greedy, it was relatively obedient at this moment and immediately threw another duck neck over. I didn't even see where the little mouse took out the duck neck and threw it over.

After all, mice don't have pockets or anything like that. But none of that matters. What's important is that we get out of this dangerous place as quickly as possible.

But to my surprise, three stray cats suddenly appeared around us at that moment. They were all thin and small, looking at us with longing in their eyes.

Holy crap, is this park a haven for stray cats? How come there are suddenly three of them?

Most importantly, these stray cats are not very big, at most twice the size of a white mouse, so they are obviously kittens.

I don't know if their mother went out to find food or what, but anyway, so many kittens have appeared. Cats are the natural enemy of mice.

Even though the cat is still young and can't eat mice, it's still its natural enemy. So the little mouse was completely dumbfounded and frightened into immobility.

Damn it, this useless guinea pig, how could it fail at the most crucial moment?

I immediately yelled at the white mouse, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and throw the duck neck out! Are you out of your mind?"

Hearing my call, the little mouse finally remembered and quickly threw out three more duck necks.

Holy crap, where did this lab mouse hide the duck necks? How come it just randomly throws out a few? Does this lab mouse have Doraemon's pocket or something?

So I looked at the white mouse with great curiosity, wanting to see how it had hidden so many duck necks there.

To my surprise, the little white mouse somehow found a white mouse bag, the smallest kind, and just hung it around its neck.

Because the white mouse's fur was white, and the bag was also white, plus the previous tension, I didn't pay attention, so I didn't notice there was another bag.

As the white mouse continued to throw out several duck necks, the kittens immediately began to eat them happily.

How could we let such a good opportunity slip by?

So we wanted to run away, but we had only just had the idea and hadn't even started to act when the stray cat suddenly appeared in front of us.

Looking at us with a hint of pleading in its eyes, it seemed like it hadn't had enough of the duck neck yet.

Oh my god, how could I be so unlucky? Did these kittens plan this together?

I yelled at the mice, furious, "Throw all those damn duck necks at them!"

Hearing what I said, the white mouse was clearly unwilling: "This was hard to find."

Holy crap, what time is it? This lab rat is still agonizing over this. It's going to die, what are you going to eat?

I was so angry with this lab rat that I immediately yelled at it, "Is your life more important than the duck neck? Give it to them right now, or I'll never take care of you again!"

I said this with anger in my voice. First, this damned little white mouse wouldn't listen to my commands, and second, this damned little white mouse actually didn't listen to me and went to find duck necks again.

I feel like if I were to die that day, it would definitely be because I was driven to my death by those damn lab rats.

Perhaps it really sensed that I was angry, or perhaps the lab rat realized it had done something wrong, because it quickly threw all the duck necks out of its bag.

I wonder if that duck neck was bought by a young couple who came to the park and fell in love while they were about to sit down and chat and eat snacks, or if someone else bought it and it ended up being picked up by the lab rat.

After dropping the duck neck, the kittens immediately rushed towards it.

Seeing this situation, I immediately told the white mouse to hurry up and leave this troublesome place. If it stayed any longer, the stray cat would eat the white mouse after finishing the duck neck.

Damn it, that damned little white mouse even looked at the duck neck with lingering reluctance while escaping, as if it had lost its most beloved possession.

I almost jumped up and cursed at this. What time is it? Why are you still watching?

Don't want to die?