The dampness after the rain has not yet dissipated, but Cheng Hai on the bed is like a withering flower, his face is withered.

Taking a sip of coffee, Cheng Yiyi patted his little face and reached out to Cheng Hai's forehead.

It stands to reason that she is the nemesis of spirits and illusions. However, she tried for an afternoon, but she couldn't invade Cheng Hai's dream.

In her eyes, dreams are not dreams, just a delicious little cake. She wanted to enter Cheng Hai's dream, but she couldn't do it by swallowing it.

Unleashing his spirit, Cheng Yiyi closed his eyes.

In front of him was a bleak bubble that melted into the darkness, which was Cheng Hai's unbearable past. These bubbles released an alluring breath that made Cheng Yiyi's throat move slightly.

But she's just had a cup of coffee, and she's not hungry yet, so she won't get out of control.

Unlike the last dream worm gnawed at as violently, Cheng Hai's dream this time was very stable and buried deep in his memory. And what she has to do is to find the bubble that belongs to the dream.

Human memory is old and new, and it is distributed in order according to the passage of time, and the smell it emits is also different.

As his consciousness deepened, there was finally a little light in front of him, which was Cheng Hai's recent memory.

Cheng Yiyi poked into the first faint point of light, and inside was the picture of Cheng Hai's first meeting.

"Not this ......"

She stepped out of the bubble and looked into the depths of the sky. What she was looking for was a recent black bubble.

Suddenly, she noticed a strange bubble.

The bubble blends in with the darkness, making it easy to mistake it for black. In fact, it's transparent and there's nothing in it.

As we all know, memory bubbles without content will disappear with the loss of content. And this bubble is firm and stable, obviously not belonging to the vanished memory.

Therefore, Cheng Yi was suspicious. She dives into this bubble and descends on a quiet street.

She flew along the road for a while, but didn't find a single person.

You can still feel the flow of time, but the world seems to be suspended, and there is no living thing.

So, where have the people gone?

Cheng Yiyi walked forward with doubts, and not far away, there was a sleeping cat.

……

In the world of dreams, in a stinking garbage heap, a gray cat sticks out half of its head.

He has a scar at the corner of his eye and a wound on his back that is covered in mud and is likely to become infected if not cleaned up in time.

This cat is none other than the Gray King.

After escaping Gu Erdan's pursuit, there were only two or three kittens left around.

Realizing that the Grey King was gone, the cats tried to subdue him in exchange for a future. As a result, he was bitten to death by the Gray King, who was holding back the fire in his belly, and none of them escaped.

But it also comes at a cost, the Gray King is now so weak that even running tears his wounds.

Half a moldy apple was dug out of the garbage heap, and he barely managed to rehydrate some.

He used to be a stray cat, and this kind of thing was commonplace. But because he was getting bigger, he couldn't eat this little thing, and he was still hungry.

A stray cat walks along the main road, dragging a corpse in its mouth. His eyes were fiery, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he could see that his purpose in taking the corpse was not pure.

It's just that the Gray King is not a messenger of justice, and now that he is difficult to protect, he doesn't care what is wrong.

He hid his body behind the trash can, just waiting for the stray cat to leave before going out.

It was only when he saw the scars on the corpse's eyes that a wave of anger rose to the sky!

That's Xiahou Ban!

Shout!

The Gray King rushed out desperately and pounced on the stray cat to bite!

Before the stray cat could react, it was knocked down by a strong force. The touch of his teeth piercing his throat made him want to vomit his stomach.

After all, the Gray King was injured, and his bite force was not as good as before.

As a result of not being able to kill him with a single blow, the wound in his abdomen was torn open again, and the blood flowed uncontrollably.

"Phew!"

Throwing the angry stray cat to the ground, the Grey King kicks him away in disgust.

Looking back at the body of his old friend, he sat limply on the ground.

His mood now is not angry, nor sad, but he feels stupid.

Regret that you should not listen to the slanderous words of the devils and try to become king.

Regret that you shouldn't have daydreamed and changed the world.

He grabbed Xiahou Bian's back, dragged him to the clothing store on the side, and then covered him with clean clothes.

The cats did not have the consciousness to clean up the corpses after the war, and Gu Erdan went to the south of the city to collect the results after the victory. At this time, on Chengbei Street, there were only cat corpses left, such as Da Fat and Xu Wen.

He came back on purpose to keep their carcasses from being eaten by other cats.

After all this, the Gray King lay tired by the door. He looked at the sunset on the horizon and smiled bitterly.

Maybe this world is now more like an end in his eyes.

Regaining some strength, the Grey King stood up against the wall.

Right now, there is no way to go back to Chengnan, and every cat has to kill him. If he wants revenge, he can only go to other cities to find another development.

Just as he was about to leave, the horn above his head made a sizzling sound.

"Hey, hey? Feed? Can you hear me? ”

"It's ...... Mankind? ”

The Gray King shuddered, the wound in his leg cracked open again, and he fell against the wall.

He looked around, but found no one else.

"Chen Wanshi, the line has not been practiced, and there are only three ......"

The human's voice grew farther and farther away, until at last only a few murmurs remained, and they disconnected with a "snap".

Looking at Chen Wanshi, who had been busy for a long time, Cheng Hai said to the Siamese cat: "Try it." ”

"Okay."

The Siamese cat agreed very simply.

Her dream priority is higher than Cheng Hai's, and there is not so much consumption, so it is not difficult to connect the whole city to broadcast.

"I'm a Siamese cat, can you hear me?"

A gentle voice rang out in the streets and alleys where the radio was installed.

"Siamese cats?"

The Grey King looked up suspiciously.

"It's the master!"

In a closed stadium in the northern part of the city, the survivors of the 48th General shouted excitedly.

And in the south of the city, Gu Erdan, who had already taken over the Gray King's power, frowned.

Now that the gray king is gone, he is the strongest king of Hagi City, and the Siamese cat came out to stir up the situation at this time, does he want to compete with him?

On the TV station, Siamese Cat sensed some kind of feedback and continued: "I am sorry that something unpleasant happened today. At 9 a.m. the day after tomorrow, I hope that all cats can put aside their disputes and go to the commercial street in Chengbei District. Then I will tell you the truth of this world! ”

At this point, the sound stopped abruptly.

And the five words of the truth of the world are like the aftertaste of the meal, echoing in the heart of every cat for a long time.

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