Forced To Play Shura Field In Western Fantasy Games

Chapter 41

Yu Yuan, who was decisively offline, did not expect that his body would remain in the game this time.

He was communicating with Lin Ling in the holographic cabin.

"How about it?"

"I'm investigating." Lin Ling said, "I thought at first that the bug was triggered by what your team did when playing the book, but now it seems that the problem lies with you."

"Me?" Yu Yuan didn't understand.

"I can't say the same. I browsed the previous data. The data of the potion you used was normal at first. After drinking it, it can turn a person into a wolf, but as soon as this thing touches you, it will cause problems. As for you The two NPCs I met..." Lin Ling took a sip from the water glass and deliberately sold it off.

"Their system mechanism is normal, and there is no internal problem. At present, it seems that they are more 'attracted' to your character. It's like two magnets. Putting your character there will attract others. ."

"...Then what's wrong with my character?"

"It's hard to say, I'm still investigating. If you're rested, you can try the game again. I'll follow along here to see if I can help you solve the problem of becoming a cat first."

After all, he promised Lu Mingyuan to help check for bugs, so Yu Yuan had no choice but to continue playing the game.

in-game.

As soon as the black cat opened his eyes, he saw a scene in front of him that made him extremely speechless...

I saw not far away, two wolves were fighting, and their movements were very fierce and fierce, biting each other. The black cat had even seen bloodstains on the ground and wolf feathers flying in the air.

The black cat, who didn't know what was going on, didn't make a sound, but just silently watched the fight. Looking at it, I also have a little itchy paws, and I really want to join the canine fight.

At this time, the white figure in the fight noticed this corner, stopped first, and stared blankly at the black cat who stood up slowly.

At the same time, the black wolf, who didn't know why, followed his gaze, and the sharp claws that had raised his hand to scratch the white wolf's face also stopped in mid-air.

The cat is back.

Realizing this, the two wolves walked over step by step as if they saw something they couldn't believe.

The unknown black cat tilted its head and gave a "meow".

Then, it was thrown down by the black wolf that suddenly rushed up, and it fell to the ground with its belly upside down. No matter how frantically danced and struggled its limbs, the black wolf started licking frantically again, like a big drooling dog.

The black cat who was forced to close his eyes was helpless.

Gotta take a shower again.

"What the **** is going on with you?" Compared with the black wolf, the white wolf is obviously much more rational, but there is also a worry in his tone, "twice, you have suddenly stopped responding twice, it's like... …”

Just like dead.

Only then did the black cat understand that when it went offline, the character actually stayed in place.

This is not in line with the previous rules, and this problem may be caused by changing cats.

Although the white wolf asked this question, he didn't expect to get an answer from the cat. He stretched out his claws and rescued it from the claws of the black wolf, "Go down to eat first."

The goat's milk and fish meat that had been placed in the corner before had become cold, and it had to feed the little black cat something warm.

In the blink of an eye, the white wolf turned back into a human form, still in that cold and indifferent look, wrapped the black cat in a handkerchief and went out the door, and the black wolf also changed back to a human form and followed behind.

The two took a cat and sat down in the restaurant downstairs, and the servant went down to prepare the meal.

The black cat that was placed at one end of the long table stood directly on the dining table, and Edgar dried it with great care. He was obviously very skilled at the job, and even put a napkin around its neck.

After a while, the food was brought up.

In front of the kitten are three small bowls, one bowl is goat milk, and the other two bowls are gooey with different ingredients. Although the black cat looked a little smaller, but its teeth were very complete, it immediately let out a long bark to express dissatisfaction.

Mighty male cats don't eat such things!

The thinking that has been completely assimilated is not saved at all.

However, its protest was only exchanged for Edgar's unilateral persuasion, "This is good for your health."

I have experienced two incidents where the black cat suddenly lost its vital signs, and now I try to do the best in every detail. I even give the cat a fish for fear that it will be caught by the fishbone.

"It's a big deal to give it a little." Crofts used a knife and fork to cut the steak in front of him, and cut a small piece. "Call, this is for you."

Judging from the color, it is estimated that this steak is not even five mature, and it is faintly bloodshot, which is also very in line with the taste that a werewolf would have. However, this smell is not stingy a huge temptation for black cats, especially cats have sensitive senses, and the smell of meat penetrates into the nasal cavity.

But the black cat's arrogant temperament followed suit. The little tongue rolled in his mouth, and he sucked the saliva, letting the other party say nothing.

I am a cat with dignity.

I won't eat unless you beg me.

Crofts cut another larger piece, this time directly to the black cat's mouth. The werewolf's black tail swayed behind him, obviously his plan was about to succeed.

But the black cat's heart is very firm.

"Okay, don't tease it." Edgar interrupted, looking at the black cat again, "You finish today's portion, and I'll change it for you tomorrow night."

The black cat blinked, sticking to the plane's ears.

Why can't I believe it.

Edgar pointed to the steak in front of him, "I'll take you to the back kitchen tomorrow. You can choose whatever you want. I'll finish this meal tonight."

Ok.

The black cat had to bury his head and lick the fish paste. Although the taste was relatively mild, it was surprisingly delicious.

It is a reasonable cat. It doesn't make trouble if it doesn't make trouble. It eats and licks the milk next to it.

Warm, just the right temperature.

Crofts, who was on the side, looked at the sliced ​​beef that it deliberately skipped, as if he was about to laugh angrily, "You cat, you are quite small and have a good temper."

I was so angry that I teased it with food before.

The black cat almost buried his head in the bowl, ignoring people at all.

Crofts leaned in again, the wolf's ears on the top of his head moved, and he deliberately lengthened his tone of speech, "Then I will give you a wolf howl, and you will give me a portion of your food?"

It's just uncomfortable not to do it twice.

The black cat looked up in shock.

How are you wolf!

Seeing that the tip of its nose was still covered in white foam, Crofts stretched out his fingertip and wiped a handful of it into his mouth. After tasting it, he commented with a sneer, "Sweet."

The ghost knows how the fish paste gives him a sweet taste.

I think there is something wrong with your taste system, and it is recommended to seek medical treatment as soon as possible.

The black cat is completely ignorant.

"Eat." Edgar tapped the rim of the bowl with his fork expressionlessly.

This meal is just like that.

After the black cat licked the last mouthful of goat milk, the other two had waited for an unknown amount of time. At this moment, Edgar stretched out his hand and gestured to touch its belly.

The black cat took a step back and let out a low cry.

I thought you were different from the other person, but you also touched!

Mao was going to explode.

As if guessing what it was thinking, Edgar touched the tip of his nose and said, "See if you're full, you can add more if you're not enough."

However, in fact, the round belly of the black cat is really attractive, especially when it is shrunk in a ball.

Crofts on the side showed a little fangs and smiled: "I'll take it out for a walk."

For wolves, running is something engraved in instinct, and it is necessary to vent this urge frequently to resolve.

The black cat took another step back.

It now feels like neither of them is any better.

Fortunately, Edgar came forward and refused, "It sleeps with me today, and you have to pay attention to the problem of licking hair."

Hearing this, Crofts was about to refute, but remembered something, so he nodded silently.

It is naturally not good for cats to bathe often. They all have to learn to restrain people from licking cats.

Hmm...but maybe lick it once in a while.

The black cat still maintains its current form, and has not gone offline. It is about waiting for Lin Ling to give news first, and the time in the game is considered working time, and it is paid by the hour.

Very well thought out.

It was night when they were in the forest, and the black cat glanced at the wall clock. It was almost midnight.

I don't know what the werewolf's work and rest time is like, I hope it will not be like the blood clan's underworld work and rest.

Crofts went out for a run alone, and the black cat was very suspicious of what he meant by "running", and it was estimated that nine out of ten he turned into a wolf and ran wild in the forest.

At the same time, the black cat was taken into a padded room with only a large bed in the middle, and the room was next to the previous cat toy room.

But once inside, the black cat couldn't help frowning, and his facial features were almost twisted together.

The smell of wolf is too heavy!

Although werewolves lived in the whole house, the smell in the air was inevitable, but the smell of this room was particularly heavy. I also know that there should be wolves living here for a long time.

Sure enough, Edgar noticed its performance and asked, "What's wrong? Don't like my room?"

Sure enough, you wolf lived here.

The black cat shook his head frantically, and every cat hair was full of resistance.

"Why?" Edgar didn't understand.

The black cat stepped down from his palm, and then, with a very exaggerated movement, he sniffed the stall on the floor, and then deliberately fell down on all fours, with his eyes closed, and a small tongue sticking out, which meant pretending to be dead.

Obvious enough.

Edgar seemed to chuckle. "Don't like rugs?"

... the black cat has nothing to say.

It turned over firmly, and this time, it sniffed directly on the leg of the person's trousers, so it played dead again.

It's your smell, it's the wolf's smell, get it.

"So that's what happened." Edgar suddenly realized, "What should I do then?"

Anyway not in this room.

The black cat flicked its tail and strode forward, walking towards the next door very decisively.

Edgar followed, "Sleeping here tonight? It's not impossible."

He helped Maomao to open the door, and Maomao walked in imposingly, his eyes lingering on the toys in the room that he didn't start with, as if he wanted to decide who was lucky tonight.

The fur ball looks good to the touch, and the silk seems to be smooth...  

Who should I hold to sleep with tonight is a question worth thinking about.

I really don't want to be a scumbag, it's hard to choose.

But in reality, it doesn't have a choice.

I saw the person behind him suddenly changed back to the appearance of a white wolf, closed the door, and walked to the small nest in the middle of the room with the black cat in his mouth.

"Meow—" The black cat protested instantly.

The protest was ineffective, but the white wolf intensified. Not only did he take it inside, he also lay down beside him and drew a small half circle with his tail.

You can't put a kitten and a cat to sleep, for fear that when you open your eyes the next day, it will be a lifeless body.

Still the smell of wolves.

The cat is angry.

But on second thought, at least it was a lot lighter than the one next door.

Very flexible cat.

The black cat had no choice but to pick up a mouse doll from the side, and angrily took a few bites in his mouth.

Being held around all day long, it can only vent like this.

This scene was seen by the white wolf, "Go to sleep."

Cat Mao lay down with his eyes closed, facing the wolf with his **** and tail.

After a while, all that was left was even breathing and the cat's tumbling belly.

But before it could sleep soundly, the smell of perspiration belonging to a wolf woke it up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the black wolf who didn't know when to come back in front of him, with a look of excitement after exercising. In the dark, the red-eyed eyes were burning, and he was about to join them and sleep here together.

The black cat suddenly became sober with anger, and grabbed it and scratched it.

You wolves smell really bad!

"Meow ow--"

To take a bath!

Of course, the black wolf didn't understand what it meant. He thought that the other party was sleeping and was disturbed by it. Not only did he not back down, but he was excited by the grab. This time, he didn't lick his hair, but rubbed his tail on it. To, means to appease.

Enough restraint.

However, to its surprise, the black cat not only showed no signs of calming down after being appeased, but...it seemed to be even more angry?

Dirty sweat after a workout rubbed against the cat, all of which smelled like wolves.

There was only one thought left in the cat's mind.

soiled.

The cat was crying.