Raise a Kitten God

Super A facial control cat goddess × loyal dog hybrid chaebol beauty attack [Copywriting 250708 Bailing has been saved 2W/30W] [☆Please scroll to the bottom for the first chapter of the Thousand Words advance version] Read the progress of the first two books, ancient urban supernatural writing style It's all nonsense, please don't correct the logic. 1V1 first love, Gong Jie and Ju Jie (!) The main one is partial to Hui's grandma. The cold-faced cute and arrogant girl feels strong! The cover is inspired by unusual forms —— It is said that one is not allowed to become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China. He was born in a daze as early as the Song Dynasty, learned the best of hundreds of schools of thought, punched the tigers of the Southern Mountains, and kicked the dragons of the North Sea. Today, the cat god General Zhuo, who works in the Special Intelligence Department of the National Superpower Risk Control Administration, said that his ideal is to eat the royal food and sleep well. However, cats are good and bad. In an era when spiritual energy was thin and practice was more difficult than losing weight, a group of guys came up with crooked ideas to target people with super powers! What's even more egregious is that when the Special Intelligence Department conducted an in-depth investigation, it also lost an important person. The general will be angry! If cats don't show off their power, do you think I'm Hello Kitty? In order to penetrate the enemy's interior, he starved for two months. His face was so hungry that even two of his eight-pack abs that he was proud of were shriveled by hunger. Then, "weak, pitiful and helpless", he shrunk to a height of 1.88 Meters and lived in the famous haunted house. He wanted to see who could dare to mess with Grandpa Cat! —— Deliberately change the academic writing style, the writing style is less literary and artistic than others, Wang Haihan The cat god lives for a thousand years, has 180 P friends, and has always been an attacker! (Lightning: This is not a love story, but a first love! After all, you are born and I am not born... Read it if you can accept it) A 1/8 half-blooded half-breed, a beautiful miner, a wife-loving and crazy brother who will make noises at the end of his life - this guy is very smart and very teddy-like. Both sides are frantically trying to put on their vests, and they will fall off first, looking forward to the day when they fall off! It's rare to write a good story if you are a dramatist, so please don't read it with logic. This book does not write outlines and chapters, but cures the obsessive-compulsive disorder of mind mapping. The three books take turns to be written like crazy, and you no longer have to worry about running out of articles! —— Chapter 1 "No. 667, Lane 8888, Zhenning Road? If you don't want to go, don't go!" "Uncle, I have stopped more than 30 cars since the afternoon," the young man raised his glasses that slid down the bridge of his nose, patted the suitcase that could fit one person next to him, and said pitifully, "It's dark. I've increased the fare and don't use the meter. Can you take me there?" "You're from out of town, right?" Liu Jin snorted. "Well, I'm studying at Beijing University." The young man responded quickly, "A few friends invited me to explore. I heard that there is a famous haunted house here." "Adventure! Adventure! I just can't understand why young people nowadays don't take their lives seriously?" Liu Jin said, spitting. "It's more than just a haunted house. Counting the little internet celebrity who did live broadcasts last month, there are nine of them! Are you rushing to make up the number of people's reincarnations, so you can have a perfect one?" "Uncle, they are all here, but I am stuck in the middle of the road without a car..." The young man couldn't get enough of it, and his head and voice lowered together. Liu Jin rolled his eyes. In this remote area, you can usually only buy a pack of garbage cigarettes for a job, but it is rare that a fat sheep bumps into it by itself. I have tried to persuade you, but at the worst, call the police. No matter what, there is no need to struggle with money, right? After thinking about it, Liu Jin cleared his throat and stopped insisting: "Six hundred!" "Okay, please open the trunk." "I'll let you go, hurry in and don't get in the way." The taxi stopped at the intersection at a slow speed. Liu Jin jumped out of the car with a straight face, picked up the suspiciously heavy suitcase and stuffed it into the trunk, and closed the door with a bang. He cursed, got into the driver's seat, turned on the ignition, and the car finally started running slowly. Then, through the rearview mirror, I habitually looked at the slaughtered sheep in the back seat. Just as the young man said, the sky is already dark. But the young man's complexion was dazzlingly white, a rare whiteness seen in a small town, and Liu Jin couldn't help but take a second look. The young man was wearing a T-shirt with a black cat pattern on a white background, and an old electronic watch on his wrist. His smooth black hair and a pair of huge black-rimmed glasses covered his entire face, leaving only the tip of his small chin exposed. He looked particularly nerdy. Liu Jin regretted: spoiled college students are the easiest to deceive, so the price must be too low. But it can be remedied. He smiled and tried to win repeat customers: "How many days will you come here to play?" "A week later, my friend will drive me back." The young man raised the screen of his mobile phone, which was filled with colorful colors and was a mini-game like a mini game. Before Liu Jin could see clearly, the young man raised one leg and immersed himself in it again. This is to tell the driver to stop talking nonsense. Liu Jin grimaced and stepped on the accelerator. The young man let out a "ooh". There was no more words to say along the way. The wheels rolled forward, and the road became narrower and narrower. Liu Jin took the nearest path, and after turning left and right, the buildings gradually became blurry and low. In less than an hour, I had seen the perfunctory context beneath the surface of the town. After passing another tomb, the car finally staggered into the mountainous area. Rather than saying it is a mountain, the indigenous people in Chengxin District prefer to call it a hill. Here, only the outline of the city remains. From a distance, it looks like a mirage sitting on the horizon. On the other side of the mountain is a sea full of garbage. Zhenning Road, here we are. He pressed his arms and legs against the car window and the front seat, and followed the movement of the car with his head little by little. He had been killed half an hour ago. The car smelled of low-quality tobacco, subtle sweat, and old leather cases, and was far less comfortable than the special cars assigned by the bureau. Coupled with the fact that he has not been able to eat for too many days, it is a miracle that Jiang Mao can survive until now. "Hey! Wake up! How many of your friends are here?" Liu Jin raised his voice deliberately, "Don't sleep! We're here!" As he spoke, he glanced at the lush and eerie scenery outside the window, and goosebumps crawled all over his neck. "Oh." Jiang Zuo took off his glasses, rubbed his face vigorously, and put them back on. The lingering light came in slantingly, falling just under his eyes. In a startling glance, those eyes were as bright as glass. Unfortunately, Liu Jin was busy checking the 600 yuan he had just received on his mobile phone. A faint light flashed by and he was unaware of it. "Here, I'll take you to the gate of 658." Liu Jin put the gear in gear and pointed to a narrower and darker path next to him, "Turn in here and walk a few hundred meters eastward. The first red-walled building you encounter is the number 667 you're looking for." He urged the passengers to get out of the car quickly, just wanting to end this spine-tingling business as soon as possible. "Thank you, uncle." Jiang Zhuo got out of the car and dragged out the huge suitcase from the trunk. "Don't forget to leave a five-star review!" "Crack, click, clang! -- Clang!" The wheel sang wildly on the concrete floor, carrying its owner and gradually disappearing into the night. There had been no rain for several days, and the sea breeze of late summer was blowing, making me uncomfortable. Liu Jin shook his head and was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly felt a terrible urge to urinate. He looked around. In the barren mountains and ridges, only the chirping of insects was annoying. He cursed his bad luck, blew a whistle that clearly lacked confidence, and walked towards the bushes. After watering the bushes, Liu Jin felt much more relaxed. He stopped whistling and zipped up his trousers, turned around and glanced in the direction of Villa No. 667. The terrain over there is high, and the silhouette of the single-family villa can be seen from this angle. However, this glance made all the hairs on his body stand up! The red-walled villa was like blood and ink splashed in the night sky, thickly covered in mist. The color of the windows is a hundred times darker and deadlier than the starry summer night! Liu Jin panicked, his heartbeat catching up with the speed of the wheels. Where are the friends who have arrived? The chirping of insects stretched the sound of the rollers rubbing against the ground to an infinite length. Jiang Zuo pursed his lips tightly and dragged the box into the night. Two months ago, the agent Wen Xiuya sent to investigate the ghost house on Zhenning Road suddenly lost contact with the organization. After unremitting manpower search, half a month later, a floating body was finally found in the port bay eighty nautical miles away from here. When something happened to one of his men, Jiang Zhuo went to the scene in person. This is already the twenty-seventh recorded murder of a person with super powers in just six months. In previous cases, the investigation was extremely difficult because the crime locations were too scattered and the bodies were discovered many years apart. I have to say that Wen Xiuya's line has ironically become the only breakthrough at the moment. Some data show that the higher the super power level, the higher the silicon density content. What these twenty-seven cases have in common is that the deceased lost a lot of blood, and the silicon content in the remaining blood was almost undetectable. This is a hunt for people with super powers. No one in the bureau knew the details of Jiang Mao. Time seemed to freeze on him. Jiang Zhuo has been in office since the first day when the National Superpower Risk Control Administration was established. Later, when the core department "Special Intelligence Department" was established, the superiors directly named him and made him its minister. This mysterious general's daily style is particularly strange. He clocks in on time every day and is keen on ordering milk tea for everyone in the department. He prefers the mint milk green from "Zhao Lao Ji". After drinking his own portion, he leans back on the Taishi chair with peace of mind. Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, let alone taking action, no one has even seen him working seriously. Gradually, Danzi, a new recruit from the aristocratic family, became dissatisfied and said that he was a related household. The old people just smiled meaningfully after hearing this. Fortunately, Jiang Zhuo is really good-looking. He seems to be in his mid-twenties, with sword-shaped eyebrows and thin lips, a good temperament, a pair of eyes like the frost and snow of distant mountains, and a pretty white face. When he is not sleeping, he looks like a very deceptive elite. Of course, the bureau would not waste such high-quality resources. It polished his photo and hung it in the most conspicuous place on the wall of honor, serving as the town's mascot. His photo was even placed on the disguised checkout counter in the lobby. Now for this case, will... Attract wealth? Mascot. Zhuo is willing to take risks. Intention: The right path in the world is the vicissitudes of life