Chapter 142: The World Line in Four Years

Li Zhiyi slept for four years, or when he fell asleep, the god of dice threw him four years after this world.

When I woke up, it was still inside the orange cat's body, also on a windowsill, but when I opened my eyes, I saw the courtyard outside, and it seemed to be in a house with its own back garden.

Slowly getting up, it dared to assure itself that it had been very careful, but after standing up on all four legs, it jerked inexplicably, limped on its left side, and fell sideways, making a muffled crash on the dirt.

At the same time, there was a burst of laughter from inside the room.

Obvious mockery, and more than one voice.

[It's been four years now.] That's what the god of dice told it.

The impact of the fall to the ground was absorbed by the orange cat's growing fat to almost zero, and it rolled and stood up like a cat that was fine, looked back and forth, but did not find the nearest door, so it crouched down again, jumped suddenly, and landed on the windowsill.

Knocked off his tail twice and knocked off some of the ash on his body, "Didn't you say that I had a day of free time?" Why is there a scene shift all of a sudden? ”

In response to its questioning, the god of dice did not change his face and said without a beat, "You slept for a day. 】

"......" thought about this excuse that the possibility was more than 50 percent, and Li Zhi chose to be suspicious, "Then tell me where the plot has gone." ”

[Exploration is part of the game, I thought you got it.] 】

Li Zhi, who had not received help, shook his ears, it should be summer now, or noon, the sun made it sleepy, and it held back the waves of rising fatigue, and it looked around at everyone in the room.

Staying in this hall.,In addition to the hero.,There seem to be a few little ghosts that I saw in the hospital.。

It seems that before they hit the ground, these little ghosts have been staring at themselves distractedly, waiting for themselves to roll over and fall, and until now, the laughter has not stopped, and even a frog head excitedly climbed onto the sofa and learned his own posture to roll off the sofa.

"Zimo! You pinch an orange! There are also four imps surrounding the hero.,Excitedly proposed.。

The only human being surrounded by the group of ghosts, a four-year-old child, pulled out a lump of orange from the plasticine on the ground, then glanced at Li Zhi again, and smoked another orange.

Then several people stared at his wrist that was flipped up and down, pulled out a small section, rubbed it for a while, and it became a cat's tail.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up another orange plasticine, looked at Li Zhi with his two eyes for a while, and then pinched the plasticine left and right on his hand, and after about a few minutes, a cat body came out.

Finally, there is the head part...... If the body was pinched before, it can be regarded as infringing on a cat's portrait and reputation rights.

In any case, Li Zhi couldn't look directly into the bulging eyes on that face.

The bottom layer is white, then a layer of yellow is pasted, and finally a line of black mud is used as a cat's eyes, and three layers are stacked, which does not look like an eye at all, but like two snowmen built on the cat's face.

It's just this kind of ugly thing, a group of children are still cheering, and pointing at themselves.

Jumping off the ledge, he walked in the middle of the group of ghosts with a cat's step, and glanced contemptuously at the mud.

It's so ugly that it falls off.

Domineering waved his tail, raised the cat's paw, meowed, and the knife fell, under this powerful slap, the mud elephant that was still ugly and a mess instantly turned into a puddle of meaningless mud.

"Tangerine!" The demons exclaimed!

The creator of the artwork watched his proud work being destroyed in an instant, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes closed, and when he opened his mouth again, he cried.

A child's cry is devastating to a cat's ears.

There are a few more meows in the cry from time to time, which is simply louder than anyone.

A group of surrounding imps looked blankly at what this person and a cat had made about, staying on the side and not knowing what to do, and the slightest accusation of the orange cat or the words of comforting Zimo were also covered by the voices of these two guys.

However, the noise was too loud, and they disturbed the Witch.

When is a mother at her most irritable?

The answer is when a child cries.

When he was in the hospital before, Li Zhi had never seen a woman stand up, but when the footsteps on the stairs landed at the door, a murderous aura almost suffocated it.

She must have just woken up, her hair was still a little disheveled, and her eyes were obscured by black hair, and the fierce light inside was not revealed.

The orange cat had arched its back by this time, and the child was so frightened that he stopped crying and began to burp instead.

About ten minutes later, the cat was completely out of strength on the sofa, while the two children, whose cheeks were obviously rubbed red, were choked up and off after stopping crying, and playing with Lego bricks weakly.

The other six imps didn't dare to say a word, for fear that they would be ravaged by this cruel and inhumane devastation without a physical entity.

After the woman had finished teaching them, she went to the bathroom to clean up, then went to the kitchen and began to prepare afternoon tea.

Li Zhi rolled on the sofa and looked up at where the door was.

Soon after, there was a vague scent from there, and it heard a woman calling, probably to the man of the house.

Okay...... I was kind to others yesterday, and I abandoned it after one night, human.

Meow's brain thought about it one by one, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt wronged.

[Wake up, it's been four years!] 】

I didn't listen to it at all, and I was still feeling sorry for myself, sometimes complaining about my old age and decrepitude, and sometimes guessing that the family had a cat outside, and meowing and screaming like a miserable relative.

The emotions there infected the child who was trying to cover his mouth and not let the tears fall, so he felt that he had just grown up a little bit, and his father didn't love his mother, did they want to have a second child?

He didn't want a younger sibling or something to grab toys from him.

There is a family of triplets in the neighbor's house, for a stuffed bear to be able to make a lot of noise, last time there was a child younger than himself who cried, hugged his mother, and then shouted "Ah...... Aunt! You can be my mother! I don't want mom anymore! Whoa—"

…… Although after that, the child never appeared at the door of his house again, every time he saw them, he still avoided them, as if he was a psychological shadow.

But on days like this, think about other people's children, or now go to XX Zoo, XXXX Underwater World, XXX Amusement Park, just this mother at home, too lazy to buy a leek to buy online!

The depressed man and the cat were in a sluggish spirit, and they all looked like they wanted to cry or not - it was not until the wanton afternoon tea in the kitchen was brought into the room that it was improved.

The plate of flying cakes brought in was definitely not the amount of food for two people and one cat, and it was full of a small mountain, and obviously some non-humans were also included.

"Amo, call all your friends." She glanced around the room, unaware that Amo's friends had been surrounding her all along.

Obviously, she seems to have accepted the fact that there are ghosts in the house.