The days of cultivating and recuperating in the base were very leisurely, so on this day, Su Guo was very bored to study his main god space again.

This time, he's going to go into a quest dungeon to play around.

Because there were already more than 100,000 task copies in the main god space, Fat Tang didn't bother to look at them one by one, so he searched casually and found a mission copy with a cat in the plot, and directly projected a trace of consciousness into it.

"Mi woo~~~"

Waking up from the cat in the quest, Fat Tariff yawned involuntarily, then twisted his body and straightened his hands and feet, stretching his waist.

Meow? This little hand hand little jiojio is a little small!

Fat Tangerine jumped up from the cat nest where he was lying and looked around.

It is a small room, and the decoration of the room is relatively "plain", but the common furniture is available.

According to the "experience of traveling" a certain fat orange, it looks like the style of an ordinary family in an Oriental country in the early twentieth century on Earth.

Fat Orange staggered, trying to move his little hands and feet, jumped out of the cat's nest, and walked towards a large wardrobe.

There was a mirror on the big closet, and Fat Orange stood in front of the mirror and looked at it.

What appeared in the mirror was a tabby orange with a tiger's head and a tiger's brain, but judging from its size, it was a cub of two or three months.

"Ben Meow, this is a rejuvenation again?" The fat orange shines left and right.

"Crunch!" On the bed next to the large closet, there was a sound of turning over, and it turned out that there were still people in the room.

Fat Orange looked up and looked over there, his body was too short to see anything, and even the reflection in the mirror only reflected a lump of quilts.

"Mi woo~" Fat Orange screamed, walked to the side of the bed again, and tried to jump on the bed.

As a result, the body was so small that it jumped to only two-thirds of the height of the bed at once, but luckily Fat Tariff grabbed the sheet hanging from the edge of the bed with his claws as it fell.

"Hi yo ~ meow ~ hi yo ~ meow ~"

Fat Orange meowed, hooked the sheets with his paws, and climbed up step by step.

This little tiger orange's body is really weak, so he climbed a few steps, panting like a husky.

Fat Orange lay on the edge of the bed, stuck out his tongue and gasped a few times, then turned around again, and climbed up the quilt mountain in the center of the bed, one high and one low.

I climbed all the way to the top of the quilt mountain, and when I looked down, a boy who looked quite handsome was sleeping.

However, the boy's eyelids were shaking violently, and he looked like he was about to wake up.

Meow? Who's this? Little Tiger Orange's shovel officer?

Ahh

Fat Tangerine stepped on the top of the quilt mountain a few times, stepped out of a small nest, and then put it inside, closed his eyes and began to receive the plot.

It turns out that this is a time when individuals and youkai coexist.

Because of the influence of the development of human science and technology civilization, the living space of monsters is getting smaller and smaller, so many monsters have come out of the hermitage and simply live in big cities.

There are good and bad youkai, and good youkai quickly adapt to life pretending to be a "human" and behave like a normal person. But those bad monsters naturally have to cause a lot of trouble.

Since there are youkai, of course there is a profession that is responsible for managing and cleaning up bad yokai.

In the East, the person in charge of these things is the demon hunter.

In the West, it is called an exorcist, or monster hunter.

The little guy lying on the bed is a monster hunter who has just debuted.

The quality of the little guy is very good, because my mother has the blood of a Western "witch", and my father is an ancestral demon hunter in the East, and he is properly a second-generation demon hunter.

It's a pity that in this plot, the little guy is just a supporting role, because he was involved in the plot whirlpool of the male and female protagonists, and finally disappeared.

And the little tiger orange worn by the fat orange consciousness is the pet that the little guy is looking for himself, or a pet who is ready to be cultivated into a "spirit pet".

In fact, according to the tradition of his mother's witch family, he should find a black cat as a spirit pet.

Black cats are also evil spirits and sensitive to demonic spirits, making them a good helper for witches or demon hunters.

But the little guy didn't buy a black cat when he went to the pet store, but he looked at the little tiger orange right eye.

It is conceivable that in the later plot, Little Tiger Orange neither became his spiritual pet, nor did he help him much.

"It turned out to be a single-player dungeon!"

Fat Orange can learn more than just the plot, he also learned that this mission copy is a copy under his "cannon fodder counterattack" subsystem, and what the tasker needs to counterattack this time is the little monster hunter who has just come of age lying on the bed.

"Ha~~" The person on the bed suddenly rolled over, closed his eyes and yawned.

Originally, the group fell off the quilt mountain when the fat orange on the top of the quilt mountain was caught off guard.

"Meow meow~" Fat Orange's temper is not good, so he naturally took two steps directly and slapped it continuously on the other party's face with a cat's paw.

"Hmm~" The person who seemed to be awake reached out and grabbed the little tiger orange, and then he was stunned for a moment and opened his eyes.

"Don't make a fuss!" Stroked the cat's head a few times, then closed his eyes again.

Fat Tang knew that this was the other party receiving the plot and task, so he obediently leaned on the other party's chest.

After about five minutes, the guy who had been keeping his eyes closed opened his eyes again.

"Hey! The purpose of this mission is more floating! ”

There are two main tasks this time:

One is not to be cannon fodder;

The second is to become a big monster hunter that both parents are proud of.

The guy who did the task felt that the first one was quite easy, and the latter one, how to achieve it was more ambiguous.

"Forget it, get up first and familiarize yourself with the situation!"

The boy who had been lying down sat up from the bed and stretched again.

"Poof!" Caught off guard, Fat Orange fell from his chest again and fell on the quilt.

"Haha! Xiaohu, how stupid are you! The boy casually stroked the fat orange's head again, then got out of bed sideways, stepped on the slippers under the bed, and walked around the room.

"Boom!" Fat Tangerine didn't fight in one place, "If it weren't for the fact that Ben Meow's body was too weak, Ben Meow would definitely let you know why Fat Meow is so fat!" ”

"Tut-tut......" The boy sighed with disdain while looking at the things in his room: "This place is really backward!" ”

"There is still such a bulky terminal tool, called a computer? Brain with electricity? ”

"What is this, it seems to be this guy's communication terminal, tsk, such a big one? Or call it a mobile phone? ”

"Hey, there's no intelligent central control in the room! It looks like everything will have to be done manually in the future! ”

"Look at the clothes in the closet...... Gee...... What kind of taste is this! After the ball, how do I get dressed out? ”