Chapter 953 Cat’s Revenge 44
Turning off the phone, Xining continued to watch the live broadcast on the computer: "There are 1-6 wild bobtail cats in each litter, usually 2-4. If there is only one, I cherish it very much, and he is unlucky. Look at how many I have. Kindness is not given to cats such as tigers, lions and cheetahs. ”
The God of Death exposed her immediately: "That's because you don't want him to be tortured to death."
"Meow~" Porridge also expressed his approval.
Xining glared at him like he was eating rice porridge. Why are you joining in the fun? Are you a coward?
Argued: "That's not because I am kind."
Both Death God and Porridge looked at the computer, stopped talking, and their expressions and gestures were...hehehe! As long as you're happy.
She curled her lips, really, isn't it wrong to think that God is merciful? She is really a good god and does not want to torture others on purpose.
Mo Ming: "I support your kindness."
Xining...
The world was spinning, and G could only try hard to hold his head to prevent it from getting hurt.
Finally we reached a place where the terrain was stable and stopped.
I was dizzy from the fall and spent a long time struggling to hold myself up. I looked back and saw that the big cat was gone, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
I was lucky, I didn't hit a tree or anything, and the leaves on the ground were thick, but I scratched a little bit of my skin. At this point, flesh injuries are nothing, as long as there are no fractures or anything, I'm lucky.
Cats can be tortured and killed at will. With such a cat, who is torturing and killing whom?
The originally clean shirt was not only dirty, but also torn. But he felt that it was not miserable enough. In order to win more sympathy from the residents down the mountain, he pulled a branch as a crutch and walked towards the village.
When he was almost there, he deliberately limped away, but as he walked, he felt something wasn't quite right. The houses here are so shabby and old, almost half of the windows are broken.
He shouted: "Is there anyone? Hello, is there anyone..."
He shouted and walked, looking expectantly at the houses on both sides, but the only answers he received were echoes and unknown bird calls.
Finally, he got anxious and used his "injured lame leg" to kick open the door of a room that looked relatively good and walked in.
There was furniture in the house, but the wooden furniture was covered with a thick layer of dust. It looked like no one had lived there for a while.
G ran around the whole village and walked into every house. All those houses were empty. Finally, I saw a piece of paper on the floor in a house.
When I picked it up, I saw a notice. This village was originally a place where the families of the logging factory lived. Now that the country wants to establish a wildlife sanctuary, the logging factory has been closed. The loggers and their families living here can stay, or they can move to a town more than 100 kilometers away where there are more job opportunities, or they can receive compensation to develop elsewhere.
Because of the long distance, all the bulky furniture was abandoned and placed here.
G stood at the exit of the abandoned village. There was a road paved with gravel, which was also the only way to the outside world. At this time, grass has grown on the road, but you can still vaguely make out it. In another year, when the road is covered with grass, you will no longer be able to see the road.
Houses will slowly be attacked and eroded by nature, and eventually become part of nature.
If you follow this road, you can reach the town in two or three days. However, you may encounter wild animals on the road, and there may not be a house where you can stay overnight, so you need to camp in the wild and sleep in the open air.
Is this a "good place" for him to torture and kill cats?
It was no different from a small island, where there were at least four dark, stout locals who were watching over him and waiting on him. Clothes were washed and food was burned. There is an electric motor on the island, and you can watch old and shabby video tapes. There is billiards and a room full of books in the villa. But here, except for him, there was no one. This is what he spent one year of his life in exchange for!
Looking at the sky, G was so angry that he cursed loudly.
Sitting in front of the computer, Xining turned off the sound. As a customer whose contract was still in effect, she had to show the magnanimity that a cultured god should have.
Tired of scolding, G could only calm down and think about what to do next.
After weighing the pros and cons, G decided to stay here first. Let’s not talk about whether that strange woman will come over in a month. In terms of survival, we need to support ourselves. At least there are houses here that can protect you from wind and rain, and you can hide from wild animals by closing the door. Once you learn to survive here, you will naturally be able to get out of the mountains.
So G started looking for useful things everywhere, and found an ax left behind on the edge of the yard of a house.
Because it was inserted into a tree stump, after it was pulled out, the edge of the ax was still good and not rusty.
On the one hand, it is not convenient to transport things here, and the compensation may be quite high, so a lot of things are thrown here. Mattress, sheets, even quilts, clothes, shoes and so on. There is even leftover firewood in most yards, enough to last ten days and a half. The only thing missing is food!
G's stomach was growling with hunger. Fortunately, the villagers who left did not just rely on logging, but also planted some crops in and around their own yards.
I found an iron fence, dug in the soil, and picked up potatoes.
Every household has a well, an extraction type. No gas or gas, wood burning. In some homes, simple lighters were left behind, and even half a packet of salt was left behind.
I lit the firewood, put the washed potatoes into the pot and cooked them. When cooked, use a little salt, peel the potatoes and eat them.
After eating, it was almost dark. I didn't dare to light candles, so I just found some birthday candles. I might need them at night in the future, and I would have to stay in this place for a month.
I found a bed early that was relatively clean and tidy, covered myself with a musty-smelling quilt, and went to bed early.
Xining, who was in another country, also planned to sleep. Before she went upstairs, she told Death, who was still sitting in front of the computer: "Don't forget to turn off the computer before going to bed."
"Yeah, I got it." It looked like the God of Death was going to stay up late again.
There are real-time updates of the Gods on the computer, and various prayers and emergencies will be sent out on a rolling basis. The God of Death takes advantage of this resource and sometimes goes out at night.
If the computer is left on day and night, it will be scrapped early. When money comes up, it’s like, “I’m poor and have no money.”
Forget about the God of Death changing his profession to become the God of Poverty. Who thinks that being under the same roof with the God of Death is a very cool or even romantic thing?
So she reminded her again: "If you have nothing to do, go to bed early and don't stay up late."
Death turned his head and looked at her.
She pursed her lips and said, "Nothing else. Staying up late consumes your faith. Don't run out of money to pay the electricity bill and ask me to pay in advance."
Now the god of death is responsible for the water, electricity, property and other expenses next door. Pluto did this to encourage Death to take care of his own profits and losses and find more business.
"I know." Death said calmly: "Can we not talk about money? Talking about money hurts feelings."
Let me go, you, a god of death, are talking about relationships? I eat for free every day without paying a penny for the meal. I really have money to talk about relationships but no money to hurt them. I really want to yell and give me money for food!
(End of chapter)