The last orange cat Omega [Interstellar]

Fortunately, Hailou managed to survive under the threat of General Reese's big golden knife after all.

As Hailou expected, a few days later, DouDou received an official notification from the competition organizing committee that the final public welfare matchup was indeed decided on Lone Star.

The whole competition lasted for three days, and a live viewing platform was set up, which was simultaneously broadcast live on the Star Network.As a popular pick with high points, DouDou had to bear the distress caused by cuteness, end his happy life as a salty fish, and head to Litosp Central City in Lone Star with the other nine contestants.

Work is probably the lifelong enemy of cats and humans.

Fortunately, thinking of Hailou's thoughtful promise to accompany him all the way, Doudou's mood improved a lot, and he began to plan a romantic interstellar trip with great interest.The fat blue planet, which looks very similar to the ancient earth, must be a good place for adventure.

The itinerary, luggage arrangement, work docking and other miscellaneous matters are all handled by a dedicated person. The only thing worth worrying about is the tail that is still not obedient.The open competition is different from the online live broadcast competition. It is equivalent to performing on stage and facing the audience directly. The contestants cannot freely choose the mimicry, and need to maintain their human form at all times.

If the occasional inability to restrain meowing and meowing can be explained as some kind of mouth addiction, then the cat's tail is a secret that cannot be hidden.An orc blatantly flicking its tail in front of people would be regarded as disrespectful no matter how you look at it—this is unacceptable to an elegant kitten.

Helpless, I have tried, worked hard, let go, studied less, slept more, ate more meat, hid my tail in the quilt or put it on the quilt when I slept, no matter which method I used, I couldn’t maintain it. Successfully retracted the tail back in human form.

"Maybe my tail has turned into a fine meow."

Dou Dou, who was so sad that he almost couldn't eat dinner, swallowed the last bite of the roasted hind leg meat on the plate, turned around and threw himself into Hailou's arms with a delicious smell of meat, and complained half-truthfully, "It has its own ideas. Does it stop listening to me, meow?"

While speaking, the tail behind DouDou flicked back and forth as if to verify his words, and with the change of tone, it turned into a question mark for a while, and turned into an exclamation mark for a while.

Hailou caught the satisfied big cat and rubbed it into his arms, his right index finger casually slid down his back to the tail (vertebral) as if nothing had happened, then bounced off, and returned to pat his back comfortingly.

Having been with DouDou for a long time, Hailou also knows a lot about the strange and cute words that occasionally come out of his mouth.For example, the so-called "becoming fine" probably refers to the awakening of self-awareness by objects or creatures that were originally unconscious.

Doudou murmured to himself: "I've heard other cats say that the cat's tail doesn't actually belong to a kitten, it's a parasite... Well, maybe we are roommates who live together, meow."

Cat and Cattail are roommates...

Hailou thought about it for a while, and felt that it was impossible, and was trying to organize words to comfort the little cat.

The orc tail is an inherent part of the animal-shaped structure, and it will not be separated from the body to generate self-awareness, so there is no need to worry about it.

Before he could finish his words, he heard the boy with different eyes in his arms speak, and said very firmly: "It must be like this, my tail seems to have always had its own thoughts, and it has no tacit understanding with me at all! When I was young, I was often called My own tail got caught in the wrestling, I was so angry that I bit the tip of the tail, almost bald meow."

As he spoke, he unconsciously carried two points of accusing grievances.But thinking about it this way, DouDou seems to want to let go, and instead laughs very optimistically.

"Then it's okay, meow meow, no matter what the kitten's tail does, it is forgiven."

Well, cheerfulness is also a valuable quality.

Hailou tightened his arms, rubbing gently along Dou Dou's back with one hand, and finally couldn't help grabbing the big erratic tail with the other hand, and stroked and stroked with all his strength, straight to the small tail. The cat's face turned red, and it snorted.

"Don't bully my meow tail."

DouDou stared at Hai Lou, warning solemnly.His cheeks were flushed, and his two beautiful eyes were full of tears. He seemed to be trying hard to keep a straight face, but he was not intimidating at all.

Hailou looked at him and just smiled, without answering.

Being stared at so intently, DouDou somehow got burned by the sound of his own heartbeat.His voice became smaller and smaller, and his momentum became weaker and weaker.

"After all, I'm not a cat who wants to be petted every day."

He lowered his head, revealing the fluffy and delicate curly hair on the back of his head.

In fact, being petted (touched) by its own human tail so gently does not make the cat uncomfortable, on the contrary, DouDou even feels comfortable.But it is not pure comfort, but some kind of indescribable complex feeling: a little hot, a little itchy, can't touch, can't scratch, from the tip of the tail all the way up, along the tail (vertebrae) and up to the back of the head, all the way There are sparks crackling everywhere, (crispy) numb (dry) hot, arousing goose bumps.At that moment, DouDou only felt that his tail (root) (itch) seemed to be a new growth, wishing to scratch and rub it with the newly grown sharp claws.

Just thinking about it a little deeper, DouDou feels that his waist and legs are (sore) soft, and his whole body seems to be drained of strength, and he wants to fall back (soft). In order to barely stand.

DouDou was puzzled in his heart, wondering if he had fallen into the so-called super-development trick again.This idea flashed by, but something even weirder came up in his heart.Inexplicably, he thought of the various behaviors of the little female cats he knew before when they were in deep (estrus) period.

Oh, that's right, I'm also an orc "little cat" now.

In a daze, Doudou subconsciously stretched out his claws to touch his stomach.

A little soft, a little easy to move, a little addictive.

The little female cat... Well, but, is there really a kitten in Meow's belly?

DouDou pinched his stomach while continuing to think wildly.He stared blankly at Hailou's sharp jawline and straight nose bridge, trying to imagine what such a beautiful face would look like on the head of a kitten.The more he imagined, the more tangled the expression on DouDou's face became.

Hailou didn't know what it meant when he saw this, he just thought it was funny, and asked, "Why are you so stupid? Are you hungry again?"

After careful calculation, the kitten did not eat for 5 minutes. The appetite is probably an insurmountable side effect of super development.

DouDou didn't know what to think of, blushed even more, shook his head vigorously and denied: "Meow meow."

Hailou's smile deepened, pinched Doudou's nose, and said with helplessness in his tone, "I don't know what you're talking about all day long. In the future, I won't even talk about people , I can only meow meow."

Doudou was embarrassed by what was said, and felt annoyed. He couldn't help but raise his hand and quickly patted the human's cheek, and said in his mouth: "I am obviously talking about human beings very seriously, so I didn't meow. Don't you?" Wrong me, meow."

Like the previous few days, he didn't seem to be aware of the abnormality that happened to him, thinking that he was no different from others.

Hailou didn't care too much.Originally, he really didn't understand cat language, but when he gets along day and night with DouDou, he often only needs an inadvertent look in his eyes and a small movement of curling his lips to figure out the cat's meaning.

Hailou raised his hand, skillfully caught the kitten's waving paw, squeezed it in his hand, and apologized in a good-tempered manner: "I said something wrong, I should understand what you are talking about."

DouDou let out a soft hum from his nostrils, without saying a word, his tail drooped, and he flicked it back and forth vigorously.

Hailou caught the bright orange afterimage and wisely changed the subject.He said: "By the way, do you still remember the note book about 'cats' we read together?"

Doudou was startled when he heard the words, but he was no longer angry, his face showed curiosity, and he looked at Hailou with bright eyes.

"I remember, what's wrong?"

"I tried to decipher the content of the notes, and I finally made some progress recently. Do you want to take a look with me?"

DouDou's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled up unknowingly.

Of course he wants to!

A precious note from the predecessors, recorded in ancient characters, with cats as the protagonist, it is very interesting just to think about it.Somewhere, DouDou had a vague premonition that that notebook might be the closest and only connection between him and his past life as a pure cat.

So, Hailou hugged Doudou who was curled up into a ball, with a big fluffy tail around his neck, and the cuffs were faltered by the restless cat's paws—in short, the two found a posture that fit each other perfectly, and sat comfortably Next, spread out that old notebook.

Hailou carefully turned the pages of the book, pointed at a hand-painted illustration somewhere with his fingertips, and said, "Look here, the author drew a little cat."

DouDou quickly looked over and stared at it for a long time, feeling a little disappointed.In his view, it was just a bunch of unclear lines, and he could barely make out two connected balls, a small chubby ball piled on top of another fat ball that was slightly larger, and he couldn't distinguish it from the left or right. See even the slightest trace of a kitten.

"Are you lying to Meow?" Doudou glanced at Hailou, doubtful, "This is even worse than the little poem I grabbed on a small cardboard box."

"How come, I never lie to you. This is obviously a cat, with a small tail behind the big circle." Hailou opened his eyes and said nonsense, and calmly met Dou Dou's gaze, " Take a closer look, does it really look like your tail?"

Seeing the persistence of human beings, Doudou doubted himself.

"Oh, it's meow? Then I'll take a look."

Doudou tilted his head, twisted his neck into an unbelievable angle, and squinted at the notebook.Maybe it was a psychological suggestion, maybe it was finally finding the correct posture to look at the illustrations. After a long time, DouDou finally found a little cat's demeanor from the perfunctory lines of two circles and one line.

"It's real meow!" he shouted excitedly, "It's really a little meow. Its tail seems to be still moving. I know meow, is the long and thin black line next to this little cat's human being?" ? Meow or not?

"Yes," Hailou nodded and smiled, "I think this illustration depicts the daily life of the ancestor and his pet cat."

Pets are really a new concept for humans who have long been accustomed to the orc world.

In all fairness, this cat-loving ancestor has no talent in the field of painting. Everything is presented in abstract and minimalist line images, and his techniques are so immature that even young children can't match them.If Hailou hadn't been prompted by the keyword "cat" and followed the clues to decipher part of the content, it might be difficult to understand the deep meaning of the picture.

It's just that this boring deciphering process doesn't need to be explained in detail with the kitten.Hailou only picked out some interesting content and explained it to Doudou carefully.

"Here is the secret about the cat's tail that the author has observed. The tail is a pointer indicating that the cat is in good mood. When it confidently raises its tail to meet humans, it means that it is greeting humans friendly. If its tail The tip is also slightly curved, which usually means that it is in a good mood, wants attention or food, is eager to pet, may also want to play, it is an expression of intimacy and coquettishness."

Dou Dou listened, the tip of his tail was raised unconsciously, he raised it quietly, rubbed Hai Lou's neck and rubbed his earlobe mischievously, as if silently agreeing with the point of view in the notes.

"And when a cat's tail hangs down, it is usually in a bad mood or in a state of tension. Especially when the cat's tail is bowed and taut, it means that it is waiting for an opportunity to attack; Then the cat will curl up and put its tail between the two legs, making itself smaller and less threatening, as a sign of surrender..."

DouDou let out a howling cry, slapped the notebook off Hailou's hand, swung its tail impatiently, and fell down again.

Nonsense, kitty never surrenders!You are a human being who knows the cat's tail of a hammer!

The author has something to say:

DouDou: Why do humans study the tails of kittens? What a freak!

Hailou: ...

[Useless little knowledge time, about cat tails, the biggest misunderstanding of ordinary people may be that they mistakenly think that cats wagging their tails represent happiness just like dogs do. The expression of impatience, the brain has turned into a human being, probably like Ke Yun covering his face and not listening.If you lean over to suck cats at this time, causing a sense of oppression, it is foreseeable that there will be a bloody case.Sometimes when I hear humans calling their names, they will wag their tails to save face, which means don’t shout when I hear them (. Of course, when cats flick their tails to express their happiness, usually the tails are at a high position (you can see the eggs) The kind of egg), and the strength of the swing is very soft and rippling, and the mood is visible to the naked eye; of course, there are also times when it droops and swings sideways, and it is generally very curious, such as seeing a small bird outside the window, and the swing is relatively soft]