After cleaning up the forest cat, which was clever by itself, the black cat paced and slowly returned to his 'stump throne'.

In front of the throne, there was a pile of tributes made by a group of cats.

Staring at all the various things, after a while, the black cat stretched out its paws, pulled to the left, and pulled to the right, and in a few minutes, all the mess was thrown aside, and finally only a few large dead mice remained.

'Whew!'

The black cat raised its paws, pointed to the pile of dead rats in front of him, and screamed again, while looking around majestically, and then moved the pile of dead rats to his side, making a hugging motion.

The stupid cats seemed to have finally come to their senses, meowing, and swishing back out into the woods.

Looking at the cats' distant backs, the black cat snorted in satisfaction, and then slipped back to the other tributes he had just discarded, and began to fiddle with them, picking and picking them up—although most of the things in them were worthless to him, it was inevitable that the blind cat would run into a dead mouse.

For example, the well-behaved little Ragdoll cat brought back a small tail scorpion the size of a palm. This scorpion, called 'Yaeyama', is a rare hermaphroditic scorpion, black and purple, very little poisonous, and as small as its poison, whenever it encounters a natural predator, this scorpion often escapes by pretending to be dead. It's a pity that it met a less timid Ragdoll cat, and the little female cat didn't even dare to touch the grasshopper jumping around, so the scorpion pretended to be dead and simply picked it up as a tribute.

Although Zheng Qing didn't know the twists and turns between the ragdoll cat and the Yaeyama scorpion, he didn't deny that he was also quite satisfied with this tribute - second only to those rats - because this scorpion was not only an adjuvant for the preparation of a variety of potions such as Quan Zhengsan and Huoluo Dan, but also this scorpion with little toxicity was a very good pet treat.

Recently, every week, Zheng Qing will take Poseidon to the Su Mansion in Beta Town as a guest, and Su Da Beauty will prepare all kinds of snacks to entertain the little fox in a variety of ways. Among them is the 'Deep-fried Yaeyama'. Zheng Qing was very impressed by this, and when Guy went to visit these few times, Poseidon would always dig out those fried fragrant little scorpions from the snack pile and eat them cleanly. So much so that young publicly-funded students sometimes privately worry about whether their little fox will be abducted by the Su family's big fox because of these delicious snacks.

The black cat rummaged through the pile of tribute, and in addition to the half-dead Yaeyama scorpion, he found a handful of fresh catnip, a notebook with a tattered cover that could not be seen, and a very beautiful honey-yellow opal.

God knows from which horn the feral cats found these things.

Zheng Qing flipped through the notebook, it seemed to be a potions note made by a certain senior a long time ago, I don't know which corner it was thrown away, and then it was picked up by a wild cat - this made the young public scholarship student depressed for a few seconds, he originally thought that he had picked up the cultivation experience of a certain great wizard, the kind that could help him advance to the rank of great wizard - that is, these potions notes were incomplete, and many of the contents in them had been wet with mold and ground moisture.

The notes were made with a thin black pen, the handwriting was neat, and the composition was exquisite, but the content inside was like a book from heaven to Zheng Qing.

With Zheng Qing's two-month foundation in potions, it was still difficult to tell the difference between schisandra and gallnut, let alone the obscure concepts in the grade's potions notes.

But the black cat flicked it with its paws a few times, and finally gave up on its intention to throw it away.

There's a bookish guy in the dormitory who likes these weird notes the most. Zheng Qing felt that it would be a good choice to give it to Dr. Xiao.

As for the opal, it was only the size of a fingernail, and it was translucent throughout, with a clear yellow light running through the center of the gem. Zheng Qing felt that the color of the gem matched the bohemian dress he had given Yelena earlier - it would be a good Christmas present, and the young man thought happily and pressed the gem under his paws.

As the end of the year approaches, many students in the class have begun to discuss Christmas and where their annual leave will be, but they will face it in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Qing is no exception.

He had been thinking about what kind of Christmas gifts he wanted to prepare for the gypsy witch, what the budget was, and whether he needed to embezzle a little bit from the 'provident fund' of the Hunting Force—but with the appearance of this opal, all the troubles were solved—and the young public scholarship student even wondered if he should change the cat a few more times.

Maybe a few more days of being the Elvis King, including the Sin Hunters, and the holiday gifts from the rest of the class will have a way to go.

Just as Zheng Qing was thinking about this tempting idea, the cats who had gone out to hunt had already come back in twos and threes.

With a clear goal, these cats are still very efficient. The vast majority of cats come back with a mouse that fits the requirements in their mouths. Even if there are a few things that don't quite fit the bill—like the timid Ragdoll who is following behind him, and picking up a litter of newborn pink mouse cubs that haven't grown all their fur yet—the black cat is also pot-bellied and tolerant.

Anyone who presses an opal under their paws will be in a good mood.

One, two, three......

The black cat nodded, counting the number of cats in the forest, one head after another, and then he slowly squinted.

Hmm, there seems to be a guy missing from the cat group.

And what about the Norwegian Forest Cat?

Could it be that because he was beaten twice, he ran away from the group?

Zheng Qing secretly wondered, but seeing that most of the cats had returned, and that there were already a lot of dead mice in front of him, he finally gave up the idea of waiting.

The black cat put its paws under its belly, pulled it out, and found a paper crane that had been folded. This paper crane was prepared by him before he turned into a cat, one hidden under the belly and glued tightly with double-sided tape just in case.

Touching the paper crane out, the black cat immediately spat at it - after trial and error, Zheng Qing confirmed that this was the most effective way for him to activate the talisman after turning into a cat.

The paper crane stained with cat saliva stood up tremblingly, shook its wings, and then hurriedly flew up into the wind while the two wings were not yet glued together by the slimy saliva.

fluttering, fluttering!

The sound of the crane's flapping wings quickly attracted the attention of the other cats, and even a few of the more active ones were rubbing their paws and eager to try, as if they wanted to knock the crane down.

But under Zheng Qing's 'majestic' gaze, the cats finally honestly clipped their tails and watched as the paper crane flew farther and farther away, past the treetops, until it disappeared into the gray-white sky.

After a while, there was a sound of kicking and tapping footsteps outside the woods, and the sound of several people muttering and whispering.