Meow's Inheritance

(Check out my other stories: "Survival in the Apocalypse: A Little Mushroom Who Picks Up Trash" and "Rococo's Magic Tailor Shop")

The sun died, and the apocalypse arrived.

A stubborn little blue-eyed, white-haired cat had been infected and mutated, and was on the brink of death.

The rain soaked the kitty's fur, making it look like a pitiful mango pit someone had sucked clean.

Not wanting to burden its human, the kitten left alone and crawled into the collapsed ruins, leaving a few rows of paw prints on the wall.

To its silly human:

By the time you read this letter, Kitty may no longer be able to stay with you.

Please give Kitty's canned food to any stray cats who need it. Kitty's hair ties, little balls, and A Beibei are hidden behind the toilet tank in the bathroom. If someone can take Kitty's place and protect its silly human, Kitty is willing to give them its favorite A Beibei.

Human, Kitty sometimes wavers between loving you and tricking you into giving it food.

Human, don't be sad after Kitty is gone. Just cry a little bit.

Human, the apocalypse may be awful, but you can definitely do your best to survive.

Human, you are Kitty's greatest legacy...

The kitten struggled to leave one last crooked row of paw prints. Its dirty little white paw slipped, and at last it weakly closed its deep blue eyes, ending its short life...

When it opened its eyes again, there was no warm fur, no sharp claws, and even the pink little paw pads its human adored had vanished.

Kitty had reincarnated as a two-legged creature!

The beautiful, well-behaved boy was starving. Nan Zhi crouched beside the roaring, murky waterfall outside the safety zone, drooling as he watched a mutated sea bream with 72 teeth.

Fish, little dried fish...

If only he'd known, he wouldn't have given all his cans to the other cats. He should've hidden some.

To fill his stomach, the boy entered a human city being rebuilt after the apocalypse.

If he could just find his old human, there'd be endless freeze-dried snacks and cans, endless cardboard boxes and little balls to play with, but...

A cat's vision is different from a human's. It's called "face blindness," and everyone looks the same to him.

No problem! Kitty's human had silly bangs, thick glasses, rounded shoulders and a hunched back. He stammered, was introverted and insecure, and blushed easily. With so many distinguishing features, even someone with face blindness could recognize him at a glance.

Nan Zhi was full of confidence, until he saw the supreme leader of District Nine, a tall, straight-backed man with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, protecting humanity's last city above ground like a god of salvation.

At the general's waist, on his immaculate uniform, hung a patched sea bream toy with loose threads, completely out of place.

That was Kitty's A Beibei!

Nan Zhi: You're saying Kitty's silly human and the general are the same person???

So here's the question: How can he get the general to accept that his dead kitten has reincarnated as a two-legged creature?

Nan Zhi pounced on him and nudged him with his nose. Kitty had decided to bestow upon him the highest honor in the cat world.

The beautiful boy held out his fair right hand to the general: You may sniff Kitty's paw for three seconds.

From then on, Kitty lived a life of all-you-can-eat mutated sea bream with 72 sharp teeth, unlimited colorful squishy balls (the eyeballs of mutated monsters) to play with, and commandeering the bed of District Nine's supreme leader... and so on.

Nan Zhi solemnly declares: In principle, kittens don't get into bed!

It's all because his silly human mutated in such a cunning way, smearing catnip on the pillow and on his 115-centimeter chest, that Kitty accidentally climbed into bed!

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