Lin Xiaoxiao showed a happy look, she looked at Ye Dill: "Dill, let's go in and play a round, shall we?" It's just the right time to take a break. ”

Su Mu and Lin Ankang also looked at Ye Dill and Bai Qi with a longing expression.

After entering the game, they didn't dare to sit down for a moment.

But whether I was squatting or standing, I was very tired after a long time, and I felt that my waist was a little sore.

The spinning swing is just the right place to sit and rest.

Ye Dill glanced at Bai Qi, and Bai Qi nodded slightly.

Knowing that Bai Qian no longer had any doubts, Ye Dill said "um": "Then let's play a round first." ”

The American Bobtail finally laughed: "Aren't the guests just playing two rounds?" ”

"No," Ye Dill refused without hesitation, "Let's play a round first and see what happens." ”

Although she knew that in terms of the rules of the spiritual game, the spiritualized beings could not lie.

Spirits can deliberately ignore the rules, but once they are brought up by the player, they must not be hidden or deceived.

But because of this, she wasn't sure if there were rules that had been hidden and that she hadn't discovered yet.

So it's more appropriate to play a round first to see how it goes.

The American Bobtail gave a regretful expression: "Okay. ”

Then it stretched out one of its front paws: "Three hairs for one man." ”

When the words fell, its sharp claws stretched out: "If the guest doesn't have scissors, I can do it for you~"

"I have." Ye Dill pretended to reach into the pocket of her down jacket to get scissors, but actually made Little Pudding spit out a pair of scissors in her hand.

The American bobtail cat saw that Ye Dill really took out a small folding scissors, and immediately retracted its paws.

It watched with some regret as Ye Dill cut 1.5 of her hair.

How comfortable it would be if you scratched it with your claws.

It's a pity that there was no chance.

After the five men had paid their hair, the American Bobtail led them underneath the spinning swing.

One person has one seat, and five people, under the guidance of the American bobtail, go up in order according to the formation arranged when walking.

When it was Ye Diel's turn, Ye Dill suddenly asked the American Bobtail: "By the way, the American Bobtail in front of me now is also a fake cat, right?" ”

The American bobtail cat's movements paused, and then pouted: "Hmph~"

Although there was no clear answer, the response was clear enough.

Fake cats certainly can't directly admit to the player that they're fake cats.

However, the American bobtail probably knows that there is no way for Ye Dill and his party to take the initiative to "catch" it.

So there's no need to pretend to be a real cat.

Ye Dill asked again: "Is there only one spirit in this game?" ”

"Of course." This time, the American Bobtail replied quite cheerfully, and even raised its head with some pride.

"So......" Ye Dill had a hint of inquiry in her light brown eyes, "what breed of cat is you?" ”

"Why do you ask this?" The American Bobtail asked rhetorically, somewhat unhappily.

"I'm just a little curious," Ye Dill shrugged her shoulders and said that she was just casually asking, "Why do you make fake cats of all breeds?" ”

Those ornaments, amusement equipment, etc., are all made into different breeds of cats, and she can understand, after all, they are made.

But it's a little strange that these live cats, which look like real cats, and all breeds.

After all, none of them are spiritualized beings, but only the product of a spiritual being.