Doomsday Game, but Drawing Cards to Control Cats

Early works written when XP was not fully awakened~ In the early stage, I was favored by each other in the later stage~ Good temper, A German beauty, decadent, poisonous tongue and squeamish, talented person Chi Yiran was accidentally drawn into a post-apocalyptic survival game. In the game world, the apocalypse has come, natural disasters continue, and the world is occupied by deformed species. As a player, Chi Yiran needs to work hard to survive. Fortunately, after working hard to accumulate enough points, Chi Yiran could finally redeem his powers. Among the many strange powers, he saw an advertisement slogan. [Draw cards at the beginning, guard the SSS-level wild beasts on the left and right, lead Huang on the left, hold Cang on the right, climb to the top of the beast-controlling king of the wasteland, only 199 points, the card drawing system can take it home directly~] Card drawing system? The beast-controlling king of the wasteland? SSS-level beast? Chi Yiran: Buy it! Chi Yiran, who grew up from childhood to adulthood, was eager to give it a try and took three strokes. [Congratulations on getting the Z-level card, Little Fire Cat. [Congratulations on getting the Z-level card, Little Water Cat. [Congratulations on getting the R-level card, Pocket Cat. Chi Yiran looked at the little black cat in front of him who could only spit out a little flame, the little white cat that spit out a little drop of water, and the orange cat that kept picking up garbage all day long. An unscrupulous system and false propaganda have nothing to do with a beast. System: "Please work hard to upgrade the drawn kittens, form a cat team, and sweep through the apocalypse." Several kittens stared with clear eyes, meowing and meowing in the house because they were so hungry all day long. Chi Yiran: "..." Forget about sweeping away the apocalypse, let him first find a way to raise a bunch of losers at home. The king who relies on beast control to dominate the apocalypse × A male mother who works hard to support a group of kittens√ * One day, the cat at home went out for a walk and picked up a thin beta covered in blood. Chi Yiran's heart softened and he took him back and took good care of him. The alert beta was like a newly adopted wild cat, tense all the time. His thin body curled up into a small ball on the sofa, watching the busy Chi Yiran cautiously. The wasteland is in turmoil, and Chi Yiran doesn't want to have too many emotional involvements with people. Even if the other party was cold-tempered and venomous, Chi Yiran didn't take it seriously. Anyway, he picked it up casually and released it when he was well-raised. After just being nurtured, the beta, which was originally covered in thorns, started to show its belly. Not only did it become clingy, but it also kept crawling on his bed. Chi Yiran couldn't stand being pestered, thinking that since the other party was a beta, nothing would happen if they slept together, so he agreed. Who would have thought that at night, the usually cold person next to him would have a flushed face and wrap his arms around his neck, whispering: "Help me..." Chi Yiran couldn't resist the restlessness of pheromones and lost his mind. The next morning, Chi Yiran looked at the mess on the bed and completely collapsed. The guy he picked up as a beta and raised as a beta for so long is actually an Omega? Chi Yiran desperately accepted the reality. In just a few months, he became the father of a group of kittens and the husband of a picked-up omega whose origins were unknown. However, I really can't refuse Maomao's wife's hot bed. * After an accidental infection, Chi Yiran quietly chose to leave in order to prevent harm to his loved ones. The two have since severed contact. When we met again, Chi Yiran, as the most popular beast-controller in the wasteland, was invited to visit the largest research institute in the wasteland. Omega, who used to roll around coquettishly in his arms, was wearing a researcher's white coat and gold-rimmed glasses, with his slightly long curly hair simply tied back, arranging the shelter in an orderly manner. "Asshole." The cold and dignified person in front of outsiders cried aggrievedly in his arms, "... Why did you leave me behind?" The next day, the shelter's commissioners discovered that the distinguished guest they were trying to attract was wearing an apron and baking cookies diligently in the kitchen. And their picky research institute director sat aside and gnawed on cookies like a hamster, gesticulating as he gnawed, "It's not sweet enough." Everyone:! So you guys have an affair? Food guide: *The character of Suhou is indifferent and selfish, just like a wild cat that has just been picked up. He has a bad attitude towards attack in the early stage, but in the later stage he becomes very clingy as he gets used to it, and he cannot accept the barriers of his own (sliding kneeling) *Abo+Wasteland world view, please forgive me for the private setting. *Please collect it, please keep it, the cat is here for everyone. ———— Cat's pre-collection is now in hot release! Tweet the homepage to pre-collect "The Little Hero in the Oral Period" *American attack Zhuangshou age difference She looks like an angel but has a bad temperament. She is a doting mother with a cold face. Marshal Cotwell is a legend that all military women in the empire look up to. The battle thirty years ago made him famous, but the price was the scar that snaked from the side of his face to the corner of his mouth. From then on, all males matching his level shunned him. He originally thought that he would never get married in this life. Until the little male from a remote planet came over. The little boy has just grown up, lonely and helpless, like a beautiful and fragile thing. He cried pitifully, and said he didn't mind the scar on his face, or his age, and said he was willing to be his hero. At that time, he swore to the insect god—— No matter what the little hero wants, he will give it to him. * The outside world said that the young male was naive and weak, and he would probably be rubbed into depression by the old-fashioned and boring old military female. The entire Cotwell Mansion's servants sneered after hearing this. Poor weak little male? Haha, that is obviously the high-energy evil Big! The rumored cold and unselfish Marshal is a super ninja that suits him. The housekeeper screamed in the secret message: Xiao Xiongzi is climbing the signal tower in the mansion! Marshal: (Silent for a few seconds) Install guardrails to let him climb. The servant's voice trembled: "Little Xiongzi smiled and held the dagger on the necks of other lords!" Marshal: Remind him to be careful and don't hurt yourself. The nutritionist called helplessly: Xiao Xiongzi went on a hunger strike and said he would not eat the food if it was not cooked by you! Marshal: ... I'm going back now. The point is, the little hero insists that he is still in the oral phase and must eat... Before he can fall asleep. Marshal: It doesn't matter, I have it anyway. The adjutant looked at the bite marks scattered all over the side of his chief's neck, arms, and especially the chest, and said tactfully: "Well... I think it would be better to control Mr. Euan a little bit." The marshal just said calmly: "He is young and has not passed the oral stage yet. It will be better if he grows up." Adjutant: ... I haven't heard that males have any oral stages. Just be happy. * Compared with his daily behavior, this little hero is twice as bad in bed. She would deliberately call him "female father" in a sweet voice, and wrap her mental tentacles like snakes around her, humiliating and teasing him harshly, tearing apart his serious and cold body bit by bit, and only then would she give up until his voice trembled and he humiliatedly said those obscene words that would make the insect blush. Then he narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, like a cub that had succeeded in playing a prank: "I'm a good boy... Right?" * Marshal Cotwell always thought that his little hero just had a bad personality. Until one day, he was ordered to track down the forces in the dark realm, and he found the head of his little hero along the way. That night, the young hero, with a strong smell of blood on his body, leaned against his shoulder with a smile. "Anyone who knows my true identity will die miserably in the end... What do you think I should do to you... Dear female queen?" The marshal was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and pressed the other person's cheek, which was still a little baby fat, to his chest. "... Sleep. Don't make trouble." Originally, he wanted to continue to scare his own mistress, but Yoan was pressed into the plump breast muscles to physically silence him: "..." He could only bite it down complainingly. It's not fun at all to tease this incomprehensible female queen of my own! Mission: Even in adversity, we must have the courage to break through the situation