The prisoner and the sea

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Gwen finished dealing with the backlog of affairs, stretched comfortably, walked leisurely to the lounge, and sat with the cat Varo.Varo the cat sat on the rug, but was slightly taller than Gwen, who sat on the sofa.The weather outside the window was beautiful. I wonder if it was because of the approaching of the Tea Festival, even the atmosphere was a little lively.

Gwen sat down and glanced at the latest issue of Utopian Stories Cats Have Read.

Contributors are cat lights.

Through the opinions of cats, many interesting points of view can be obtained, such as:

[The big speaker broadcasts the radio every day, the cat thinks it's PUA!People will even miss this time if it is not played one day! 】

And the recipe news:

[Cats, Utopia’s sweet and sour sauce made of wild sweet berries mixed with spinach sauce, cats really love it, cats can! 】

Or news from a parallel world:

[Parallel world No. [-] is going to be inspected, please smuggle and smuggle cats and run away quickly, let the witch catch them, and half a catty of cat hair will be lost! 】

However, this periodical can only be brought over by the cat Varo, and the cat will be vigilant to bystanders after being brought here, and the readers are not allowed to take away the information, because in her words:
"Meow, the cat has been complained by the Cat Publishing House again!"

Cat Varo patted his stomach and complained to Gwen:
"Every time a cat brings out a copy of this kind of periodical, the cat will be fined half a catty of hair! The cat is about to become a giant cat lamp, and it is a big loss!"

Her complaints are purposeful and specific.

"What are you going to eat this time?"

Gwen simply skipped the probing stage and asked the fat cat.

"Meow, cats are not that kind of cats!" Mao Hualuo has a hypocrisy that ordinary cat lamps do not have. It is said that the difference between giant cat lamps and ordinary cat lamps is that they are worse, more cunning and more hypocritical.Awakened the good aspects of various human qualities, and successfully became a creature with extremely strong social attributes.

She tangled her beard and couldn't control her uncontrollable smug smile:
"The cat heard about it! The squirrel bought you beef and special sausages, many of which were brought by the cat!"

Hitting those things for attention?

Gwen stroked her chin.

You only need to worry about entrusting the cat lamp to transport the goods: whether the cat lamp will drop the cargo and escape because of being attacked.

There is no need to worry about whether there will be unreasonable losses in their commissions... But the opposite can also be said, as long as there is a reasonable loss, it will definitely be lost.

"one third."

"Meow, the cat is..."

Gwen flicked the dragon's tail, and poked Mao Deng's belly hard: "I want to eat too."

"Meow."

Varo the Cat blinked, his whiskers quivered again, and replied 'yes'.

Now Gwen can finally rest assured and read the newspaper with peace of mind.

At the same time, I also inquired about the information with the cat Valo, the claw-eyed cat in the old countryman and the parallel world.

He asked, "No big news recently, right?"

The cat Varo is also reading the newspaper, and even wears a pair of huge sunglasses-seriously, can cat lights and sunglasses really see clearly?

"No big news, meow, but the cat heard that an immortal was besieged by other immortals, and Luna Sisko was among the besiegers."

Hearing the name, Gwen was very interested in it, and he put down the newspaper: "It's it again?"…

"Again." Cat Varo said: "Luna Sisko has offended too many other immortals in the chaos of the immortals, so he will maintain a strong desire to attack and disrupt the situation if there is nothing to do. Or the non-cannibals are afraid of her."

Cat Valo is quite insightful: "This kind of diplomatic attitude can win huge political space, plus she keeps moving closer to the direction of the witch, which is a shrewd attitude. Now there are six lords in the game, so... Meow Aww!"

game?

Looking at the expression on Cat Valo's face, Gwen knew that the cat had slipped up.

The game, I have to ask clearly.

Gwen coughed, "Six Witch Lords?"

"How could a cat slip up!" Cat Valo herself was a little annoyed, but she was very frank, and if she slipped up, she would slip up, and she simply said to Gwen, "Yes, there are six witch lords who are talking to the immortals. I am interested in the pattern, and hope to develop some offline here. Witches are not always united. In a state of stable opening of champagne, almost in a state of civil war is the true nature of each lord, but their servants are fighting for life Die, they drink tea together in the afternoon and attend, meow ha ha ha, it is also very common to have a party at the Little Witch Club who can't afford clothes."

This cat really doesn't look like a cat lamp.

Ordinary cat lights are not as experienced as her, and she clearly knows what can be seen through and what can't.

This is the biggest problem for Gwen to communicate with cat lights like cat Kaka.

There are many things that are unimportant, but Mao Deng thinks they are very important, so the words will be mysterious.

But after thousands of twists and turns, the thing that was said was still that thing, and it was still not important.

Not Varro the Cat.

The things she doesn't want to disclose are very dangerous things.

If she is willing to go to the bottom, it means that nothing will happen if she goes to the bottom.

"So it means that Luna Sisko has already made a clear deal with the witch?"

"Master. Meow, Witch Lord." Cat Valo flicked his tail, "Witch and Witch Lord are two different concepts. Let's put it this way, have you ever played board games?"

"Played."

"What did you play?"

"The Pink Book."

"Meow, very...meow?"

Gwen stopped teasing the cat: "There are games like Weird Town, do you have this kind of game in your world?"

"Yes, but it's called Cat Town Strange Story... It's not that the cats deliberately changed it, it's because this game has a package called Dog Town, this cat can't bear it, meow ow ow!"

Cat Valo complained, "Meow, what about Dungeons and Dragons, and board games like Pathfinder?"

"I've heard of it, and I've seen friends play it."

Gwen once saw someone playing this thing in the lounge of an Internet cafe. In the smog, the seeds of fantasy sprouted vigorously, and the world of sword and magic solidified like a cloud.

"That's good, meow, the witch is equivalent to the standard adventurer template, um, the elite adventurer template. The witch lord is like various gods, and in essence, it can also be explained as a 'slightly stronger mortal' , but in fact, they have at least a hundred or so worlds directly under their control, and the armed forces they control can swallow several planets!"...

Cat Varo took off his funny sunglasses, revealing his staring cat eyes:
"Meow, so how can it be said to be the same? If you understand the era of the Three Kingdoms, the War of the Roses, and the Warring States of Japan in the parallel world, these witch lords are governors of various places, lords, princes, and daimyo. It is feudal enough, but enough Powerful, and everyone agrees, meow ow ow!"

If Luna Sisko had something to do with this kind of golden thigh, he would indeed be able to hold his head high among the immortals.

"Cat Valo, do you know the Witch Lord?"

"Meow, I can't do it, cats can't do it." The cat Valo was dejected, and honestly said, "Only the giant cat lamp can go to work at the Witch Lord and enjoy super good treatment, such as the starry airship." Toys for this kind of enjoyment are also distributed!"

The status of the witch lord seems to be a level close to the ceiling in the witch society.

But when it comes to this, Gwen thinks of her lord and has a headache.

This force has not even responded to a reply now, which is a bit like the "read" but "no reply" displayed by the defense-breaking customer service.

Not knowing a person's true purpose is the scariest thing.

Gwen couldn't use all her experience to think about what the lord wanted, why she made a contract with herself, and whether her dragon horns and tails came from the power of the body itself or from the lord What about the strength?
While chatting with the cat Valo, Gwen found a very meaningful message on "Cats Are Watching...", which is that a cat lamp found a super small gold rich in gold when it was traveling in the starry sky. astral body.This cat lamp seems to have taken refuge in a witch lord at once... Witches still value gold, although it must be this kind of gold that is easy to mine.

At five o'clock, Gwen had already seen the Chef Devil and Chef Cat Lanterns on the Sniper Cat begin to gather the ingredients for dinner.

The Devil Cook is a fairly well-known presence in the multiverse.

Demons are the most chaotic X-elements in the world, and countless wonderful works and geniuses have been born in them. Demon chefs are professions developed by a group of demons who cannot tolerate the life of blood and blood. They have the ability to create food and recipes.And it will also add all kinds of chaotic strengthening growth factors - for example, after the red dog ate a pot of soup, his chest actually slightly swelled a little.

And cat lights?Haha, the most famous cat lamp is the cat lamp, followed by the chef.

In Utopia, since there are often curfews on all large trains, they start to eat at five o'clock, and when the curfew starts at around eight thirty, they can start eating all the way to the evening.In a utopia where there is not enough food, eating is an entertainment worth spending so much time on, not to mention that people in utopia don't eat, talk, sleep or talk.

Then a visitor came.

Rabbit Man poked his head out from the wall and said dissatisfiedly, "Gwen! Your visitor!"

She's justified in being upset.

Utopians usually don't come to visit at this time, the curfew is coming soon, do you want to mix food and housing?

"mine?"…

Gwen put her feet on the plush slippers on the ground and propped herself up on her tail.

"Who will look for me at this time?"

"woman."

"Huh?" Gwen was a little skeptical that there was something wrong with the mantle's tone, so he grabbed the other man's tail and pinched it to let the other party recognize his position here.

"Woo meow! It's a woman named Chris!"

is her.

A chestnut-haired woman appeared in my mind. This woman was sunny and good-looking, with a rather generous and joking attitude.

very sunny.

It can be called the sunshine plus version of the curse blade, and its figure is not even inferior to that of a manul.

Gwen paused for a moment on the cat's body. Jiemao was indeed a little fat, but it was the kind of fat that boys dream of, not the kind of "Jimei people are slightly fat at three hundred catties, so be confident".

"Please serve her a cup of tea, and I'll change my clothes and go."

Gwen sighed.

Rabbit mantle nodded: "Good tea or bad tea?"

"Sukka's, yes!"

Gwen is not willing to lose face in this regard.

……

After returning to the room, Gwen changed into a one-piece yoga suit, put on a pair of boots wrapped under her thighs, and finally tied the witch-style robe of Curseblade as a cloak.Theoretically speaking, this piece of equipment should be returned to the Curseblade, but, Gwen learned the spirit of the cat lamp, and when it comes to returning things, he cares about him.

Fortunately, the curse blade itself is not too interested.

……

When he went to the reception room, Chris was already waiting for him inside.The chestnut hair is particularly energetic, with a high ponytail tied like Dva who has returned from watching. He is tall and healthy, wearing a detective trench coat, holding tea in both hands, and his soft dog ears are constantly shaking while she is admiring. It expresses the recognition of tea.When she saw Gwen, her delicate and beautiful face was filled with happiness.

"Agent Gwen!" she greeted, "Your tea is really incredible, what's it called?"

agent?

Oh.

By the way, secret agents have some face in the elite departments of the authorities, and they are regarded as their own, so they will call each other agents.

Gwen replied: "It's called Tieguanyin."

"Ti, Gu, Ren?"

Chris repeated the Cantonese pronunciation in confusion, and then smiled brightly, "It's Witch's Language, right? Haha! I didn't expect you to speak Witch's Language!"

"It's just a little bit, and I learned it from Mao Deng."

Having a good relationship with Mao Deng has this advantage, that is, no matter what happens, it can be pushed to them.Anyway, when Mao Deng hears similar questions, the reaction attitude is generally the same, that is, "Did the cat do it?"

Even Varo the Cat has similar qualities.

Very funny, very typical idiosyncrasies.

"Agent Chris, can I call you that?"

Chris nodded: "Please go ahead."

Gwen asked: "Inspector, what are you here for this time? If you still want to persuade me to fight Longyan for you as in the past, I must ask you to withdraw this cooperation invitation. Above, the Sniper Cat will continue to stand on the side of the Fellow, that is, Long Yan."

This kind of talk was so hypocritical that it made him blush a little.

He once asked Cursed Blade, "Are we against Dragon Flame?"

Curse Blade replied, "We are not fighting against Longyan, we are just fighting against the unclear Longyan. As long as we can share our interests with him, then it will be fine."

Chris is used to this kind of argument, nodded:

"It's not about this aspect. I came here this time under the order of the special operations team to discuss a smuggling contract with you."

"smuggling?"

Suka, are officials also involved in smuggling?
"We heard that you can do similar business here, can we discuss this business with you?"

Gwen stroked her chin:

"What are you going to ship?"

"A few packages, but they are not shipped, but shipped from outside. Is that all right?"

Gwen hesitated:
"Is something illegal?"

"Please rest assured, it will not be a legal thing anyway."