The last orange cat Omega [Interstellar]

Faced with the frankness of Mr. Alpaca, Doudou originally wanted to express a few sharp thoughts.I didn't expect Lone Star and the group to be so skilled and bold. We all know that if the trick of inviting you into the urn is not done well, everything will be lost.

However, there were too many inside stories encountered today, and DouDou couldn't face it with any suitable expression, and naturally he didn't have the extra energy to attack with words.Forget it, meow, after all, everyone's starting point is good intentions, and the matter has come to this point, and he can only rely on this smart and cute kitty to turn things around!

Looking at the big cat with renewed fighting spirit, Mr. Alpaca spit out the last important message unhurriedly.

"Oh, by the way, we predict that the mysterious figure of the oracle is likely to be in this dream, in the northeast direction of this place. This trip is dangerous, please be careful."

The big cat with high spirits was immediately discouraged.

Wasn't he still on a happy outing, why did he suddenly fast-forward to the boss fight? Meow?

But Mr. Alpaca seems to have finally let go of a big burden in his heart. After putting all the massive information into the head of the kitten, he let go of it, and continued to chew the forage without any burden, with a hint of inherent irony in his satiety look.

DouDou stared at Mr. Alpaca for a long time, and asked how the other party determined the direction. After all, he had used his mental power to search the dream before, and found nothing unusual.If that mysterious figure is really the leader capable of controlling the Oracle Cult, then his spiritual power must be extremely high or very special, and it stands to reason that he would not be ignored by everyone.

But Doudou didn’t ask in the end. He was worried that Mr. Alpaca’s principle would be a technical vocabulary that he didn’t understand. If he heard too much, it would not be beneficial to the little cat, and it would easily cause the cat a headache.Not to mention the fact that for some reason the whole thing always seemed wrong to him.After thinking about it, I finally attributed the sense of disobedience in my heart to the understatement of Mr. Alpaca.

Well, facing a world-destroying villain head-on is an extremely rare act of heroism, usually something only the protagonists of a story do.On the other hand, Mr. Alpaca is like an emotionless clue prompting machine, which appears suddenly, throws out a lot of information without thinking, and then takes a step back willingly, without any intention of continuing to stand out, nor like It is what he himself said has the great sentiment to save the common people.

However, Mr. Alpaca is quite casual in appearance, not like what a serious protagonist should be—well, a good cat can’t judge a sheep by its appearance, and Doudou reflected on his meanness in his heart.

In any case, the information provided by Mr. Alpaca is very clear. If they want to get out of trouble, they must face the big villain and continue to walk northeast.

Coincidentally, there is indeed some kind of extremely dazzling spiritual body in the northeast direction, just like the bright moon hanging high in the sky in the dark night, it is unique, deeply attracts Doudou, and guides him forward.Even if Mr. Alpaca didn't make it clear, Doudou's next plan will be to go north.

Thinking of this, Doudou's mood became a little heavy for some reason.An inexplicable melancholy weighed on my heart and lingered.This feeling is a little strange, but it seems a little familiar.

He held his head high, trying to cheer himself up by raising his tail high.When Doudou was just a simple kitten, raising his tail would always make him feel better, even if he faced the provocations of several strong cats at the same time, he would not be afraid at all.He also raised his tail to meet his human beings, and spent the few tender moments in a cat's life with his tail raised.

If the heroes in the story also have tails, thinking about it, they must have held their tails high and rushed towards their fate.

Calculated in terms of body proportions, the jaguar has a rare short tail in the cat family, which makes Doudou somewhat uncomfortable.He thought for a while, flicked his tail, and dexterously held the little hummingbird to stand on the tip of his tail.The little hummingbird's weight is so light that it can be ignored, but now it becomes a place of peace of mind.

The blue sky is like washing, white clouds pass low and low above the head, and all you can see are tall and low grass, and the light and heavy green flows around.As they walked, a huge mirror-like lake suddenly appeared in the monotonous wilderness, almost blocking all land routes in front of them.

A small crescent-shaped wooden boat is moored in the lakeside bay, and a kerosene lamp full of copper rust is hung on the stern of the boat.

The lights didn't come on.

Well, the hint is pretty obvious.

DouDou stopped, rolled the little hummingbird up to its hip with its tail, and said, "It looks like we're going to meet the big villain by boat."

The little hummingbird bounced on the big cat's thick back, all the way to the top of Dou Dou's head, and lightly pecked the cat's ear with its slender beak.

DouDou instantly became a little happier.He carefully sat down with his tail curled up, pointed at the sky in front of him with one paw raised, and said, "Let's take a rest first, let's watch the sunset together."

sunset?It's still broad daylight, but where does the sunset come from?

Everyone who heard Doudou's words was at a loss.

In the next moment, as if responding to the circle, the sun that seemed to never set finally set to the west, and gradually quickened its pace. Almost in a few breaths, the warm sunset dyed half of the sky red and shattered into fine pieces. Thin, beating spots of light scattered on the lake surface, rolling all the way to the foot of Dou Dou.The world becomes the magnificent and eye-catching line where heaven and earth meet.

Infected by the warm orange sunset, the original orange fur of the jaguar burned like a flame, and the dense black spots dotted on it were like stars in the dark night that were never lit.And the little hummingbird standing on his head, the feathers all over the body are full of sunlight, refracting colorful luster, the streamer is shining, and it is so beautiful that it is not like ordinary things.

Nothing exemplifies the passing of time like flowing light.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

The answer to the ending seems to be close at hand, but DouDou stops his search and quietly enjoys the sunset with his little hummingbird.

For a moment, the rest of the people who followed seemed to be shocked by the dreamlike scene in front of them, and no one opened their mouths to destroy the tranquility at the moment.

Only Mr. Alpaca just waited for a while, chewing the forage that came up from the cud, stepped forward two steps, and asked lazily: "Aren't we leaving? Shouldn't we solve the problem early?"

His tone was very flat, as if he was not urging, but just confirming the facts.

Doudou didn't look at Mr. Alpaca, his eyes looked towards the setting sun without blinking, and his eyes were full of golden water waves.

"We're wasting time," he admitted graciously, his tone rising mischievously. "Isn't a romantic wave a time-wasting wave?"

Romance is based on water, and water is the flow of time. Only with the luxury and courage to waste time can romance begin.

Does it make sense?Pointless.

Does it make sense?some.

If the sun doesn't rise tomorrow, it's the last time we say goodbye to it.

Doudou smiled slyly, tilted his head and winked at Mr. Alpaca, and said with a joke: "Salt fish with the person you like, and do nothing. A single sheep like you won't understand."

The little hummingbird held the cat's ears tightly with its paws, and also looked at Mr. Alpaca.Although the little bird's face was expressionless, a pair of serious beady eyes seemed to express silent pity.

……

Although he didn't understand it very well, Mr. Alpaca felt that he was being ridiculed.He curled his lips, and suddenly felt an irresistible urge to spit in front of him.Oh, it's not decent at all.Mr. Alpaca suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and looked away as if nothing had happened.

But at this moment, the last ray of sunset light finally dissipated in the vast sky, and the earth instantly fell into the dark night.

Almost at the same time, the old kerosene lamp sizzled and ignited automatically.The small circle of light rippled layer by layer, lighting up a whole world.

The moon is not there, the stars are dim, and the sky is in the water.

In a trance, the dim light seemed to be a morning star, pointing to an abyss somewhere.

Doudou got up, with the little hummingbird on his head, and set foot on the canoe with everyone.Originally it looked like a small wooden boat, but it was huge inside, and it actually accommodated all the people.When everyone stood still, the wooden boat would move automatically without wind, without oars, and head towards the unpredictable front.

There was silence all around.

The ranger sat silently in the stern, guarding the lonely lamp.

A glass winged butterfly flew up, covered in starlight, and danced in the dark night.

The deer king seemed to have sensed it, and hung down his gorgeous antlers humbly.The sika deer followed suit one after another, laying down their forelimbs and posing in the most devout worship posture.

It was as if a silent, loud horn sounded, and several glass-winged butterflies flashed in response, also shining like stars.

Then there are dozens, hundreds...

thousands of...

Hundreds of millions of...

Countless starlight glass winged butterflies flicker and flicker, hover and dance, and together form a flowing galaxy, extending towards the universe.

The Milky Way lights up every black spot on the jaguar.A few butterflies flapped their wings and landed on Dou Dou's head, connecting the head and the tail, turning into a crown of stars.

Doudou shines brightly in the dark night.

He gently held the small hummingbird that was also glowing in his mouth, and stared quietly ahead.

Hu-hu-hu-

The characteristic hooting of an owl rips the silence.After a while, the huge and majestic figure of the condor gradually appeared, like a leading giant whale swimming in the deep sea, leading the way in front of them.

Butterflies gathered more and more, leaving the lake with the leaf wooden boat, soaring into the sky, and slowly sailing into the deep space.

Doudou remembers that Hailou once said that after the death of the sun, human beings lost the earth and became refugees in the universe.They were displaced, and they competed with the boron demon for resources.On the road to exile, they lost many, many companions.

As described in the long poem, every butterfly retains the soul of a human warrior who is fearless until death.They fell under the witness of the stars, and turned into free stars, singing the epic of mankind forever.

Under the escort of the butterfly, Doudou headed towards the unknown abyss of the universe.

Just like a hero in a legendary story, the end of the journey is the sea of ​​stars.

The author has something to say:

Doudou: The tail is a good thing. It can be used to amuse people and cats, to express emotions, to drive away mosquitoes in summer, to hug and sleep in winter, and to cheer yourself up before fighting the boss. It is recommended to equip all the protagonists with one!

Hailou: Thank you, but there are already enough Furuikong in the world, so the suggestion is not adopted

Doudou: ...Human beings are not romantic at all! ! !Unlike the kitty, the kitty's goal is the stars and the sea!