Chapter 1 What Did I See?

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It jumped onto the branch, and immediately shook off a few ants on the branch, and looked down, the ants fluttered down like cotton wool, such a high height was not much danger for them, and it itself was a little swaying, but the tail that followed immediately helped to stabilize its body. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The world in its eyes is not black and white, but the color is not gorgeous, but when it looks closely, the color can gradually become fuller, and it seems to suffer from farsightedness, and it can see things at close range blurrily, but the wings of a bird the size of a fly sucking nectar in the distance can be seen as if in slow motion.

In this regard, it is not surprising at this time, as a doctor of biology and mathematics from the world's first-class universities, it knows its current self even more than its original body. It sounds a bit illogical, and indeed, that's what it thought at first.

It stuck out its tongue and licked its nose, the heavy pollen interfering with its sense of smell, and after staring at the bird for a while, it finally gave up its intention of hunting.

It's too high to fall down if you accidentally lose it, and the most important thing is that the prey is so small that it's a matter of lifting it between your teeth.

Turning deftly, it climbed up the trunk of the tree, but in a moment it reached the top of the canopy, and its light body allowed it to lie on its stomach on the luxuriant foliage, the sky was clear and windless, only the sound of birdsong and the roar of unknown beasts came to its ears from time to time, and the bright sunlight made it open its mouth and yawn.

At this moment, a ray of light pierced the eye.

It looked down at its neck, and an oval piece of metal was attached to a leather collar tied to its neck, and on the metal piece was written a string of words that looked like English, although it was not its native language, but it was similar to the previous European and American languages, and it could understand it.

"Furtunado."

It was a name, of course, with a collar and a metal nameplate, and it didn't take much thought to know that it was a pet, but at this time, Fuer didn't stay comfortably on the couch, and he didn't see the hard-working shoveler.

It looked around now, it was only an endless amount of green, it was a large forest, and there was not a single mammal that walked upright and knew how to dress except for plants and animals.

If it weren't for the memories of the past belonging to this body in its mind, it would even suspect that it had come to the Cretaceous, and as a cat, the Cretaceous Period, full of countless beasts, was undoubtedly hell, but fortunately it was not, there was an owner waiting for it to return home somewhere in this forest, and at that time, Fur's life would not be all about eating, playing, sleeping, eating......

It's a little exciting to think about!

But now it has a big problem, it just doesn't know how to go back!

Although Fur is a cat, even if it is not as good as a dog, its sense of smell is not comparable to that of humans, but this is still a drop in the bucket, it is impossible for it to find its way in this endless forest just by the smell in its head, it is a movie. But despite this, Fur straightened up, moved his ears, and opened his mouth to meet the breeze everywhere, feeling the message in the air. He's doing it these days, because that's its only hope.

When he was still studying, Fur knew and loved felines in particular, and his elegant gait and dustless temperament fascinated many humans, and it was natural that Fur had become a cat slave, although because he couldn't raise tigers.

He even wrote a paper on cats, and it's a bit ironic that he's turned into a black cat and is able to use his talents skillfully.

The cat's sense of smell is more than 100 times that of humans, and its vestibular system is similar to that of humans, similarly, cats also rely on the vestibular system to maintain a sense of balance, and the physiological structure of the two is almost the same, but the difference is that there is a fluid-filled tubular organ located in the cat's ears, and there are a large number of stacilia at the bottom of the organ, these cilia function is the flow of fluid in the receptor organs, thus helping the cat to distinguish speed and direction, coupled with a soft and thick tail, the cat's sense of balance is perfect.

Moreover, cats also have an organ called "vomeronasal organ", it is thanks to it that cats can have a super high sense of smell, its role is to collect chemical odors in the air, and because it is located on the top wall of the mouth, cats can only use it with their mouths open, so it is often seen that felines grin like sneering, in fact, they are just sniffing the information in the air.

After sniffing around, he fell down, and the air smelled of pollen except for the smell of beasts, and the smell of pollen from all kinds of unknown flowers was too uncomfortable, like drinking a cup of soup with durian flavors of mustard, celery, coriander and garlic.

"Still nothing." Fur said to himself, and his tail was also lowered a little, indicating that it was not in a very good mood right now.

Ever since Fur was conscious, it had appeared in this forest, and at first he was also terrified, only finding a cave to hide, but because of hunger forced it to go out to forage for food, and once as a human, if it was an ordinary person, it may have lost its life either out of despair or recklessness.

Perhaps they didn't survive more than two days, but perhaps because of the fact that he had a cat, or perhaps because of the rationality of a scientist, Fur quickly accepted the reality and began to use his knowledge of natural biology to survive.

Luckily, there were no ferocious creatures around, and it didn't encounter birds of prey or predators, and by eating rats and birds these days, Fur didn't starve to death.

And then, some fragments of memories began to emerge in Fuer's mind, although they were not very clear, but they undoubtedly gave it great hope, at least it had a goal, but these memories became more and more blurry with the passage of time, there was no way, this is the habit of felines.

Fur couldn't find a particularly good way for a while, so he could only write down important things with his paws and look at them from time to time. And, more importantly, a memory that appeared yesterday made it feel in crisis.

Ever Fur often wondered why a domestic cat was in the middle of nowhere.

Discarded?

Of course not.

It was quickly denied, and with a deeper memory of the past years, Fur knew that the owner had treated it well and treated it almost as family, and it was obviously impossible to discard it, while the memory of yesterday solved the mystery.

In the memory, a black cat was threatened by another identical black cat and kicked out of the house, and the black cat who was driven out saw the owner holding the cat in the corner without any abnormality, but rubbed its cheek affectionately as it usually does, and the black cat left in frustration.

The picture ends here, and it seems to be an ordinary scene of bullying the weak, but in Fuer's opinion, it is far from that simple.

Why can't owners who have lived together for so long tell the difference between two cats? And the main thing is, why is that cat so consistent with its imagination, in addition to the color of its coat, even the length and number of pupils, ears, tail and even whiskers, is there really such a coincidence in the world?

And why would you become a cat yourself? Where did that original consciousness go?

What happened before that?

And what happened after that?

There were countless puzzles that had sprung up because of that memory, and Fur had to think about it carefully, all kinds of doubts made it feel that its brain was not enough, and at this moment, another memory appeared in its mind like a fogged glass that had been wiped clearly, and Fur's heart suddenly became even heavier.

There is only one fragment of memory, an old man dressed in white holding an open book in his hand, and a blinding light is radiating from the book!

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