Chapter 2: tight

Ji Mei was quiet for a while, and then said, "By the way, Little Mint, did you know that the Academy of Sciences photographed you in the black market."
"You seem to have encountered some extreme weather. You were frozen in ice, so you came here from the ancient earth where you lived." Jimei was curious about the ancient earth. "The climate of the ancient earth should be very bad, right?"
Shen Tong didn't think it was so bad.
It's just that the city where he has lived for many years, winter is summer, there is no transition in between. Yesterday was a high temperature warning, and the next day might be heavy rain. Every day is different.
He couldn’t respond, and Jigme could continue,
I’ve read the history of ancient humans! It said that at that time we cats were just small pets raised by humans. We had to act like coquettish to please humans and cultivate a of sociality. , In exchange for human favor-of course, there will be catnip as a reward."
Jigme commented: "Sweet pain."
Shen Tong was bathed in the sun, listening to Ji Mei's speech, it seemed to be no different from every day he spent in the past.
But there have been some changes.
Since the seeds have sprouted, they have grown all the time, and for a moment, the soil has loosened a little.
At this moment, the breeze carried a faint breath, passing over the tip of Jigme's nose, her words stopped, and she almost bit her tongue, "Huh?"
She smelled a taste that was hard to describe in words. The only certainty was that it had an indescribable sweetness.
Jigme stood up and looked around, "What's the smell?"
It's very light, and it just makes her feel itchy.
Jigme wrinkled her nose, her first reaction was to come to the nearby flowers, lower her head and smell the past one by one, but none of them.
I really want to smell it again.
With this thought, Jigme returned to her original position and tried to capture the smell again, but the smell had already dispersed in the air, and she found nothing.
Jigme stood on tiptoe unwillingly, pinched the bud that had formed on a tree, bowed his head and smelled it.
Still not.
Jigme was a little discouraged, and just as she was about to give up, the sweet breath passed by.
"Like a scum man, he is detached from me. When I was about to give up, he suddenly appeared to surprise me, causing me to have illusory hope." Jigme took a deep breath and said to Shen Tong, "But it's really good. So sweet, so sweet."
She used three sweets in a row to express the good smell of the smell.
"I have never smelled such a good smell!"
Ji Mei tried to use words to describe, "Well, just like a friend of mine, cheese is her life, but if she smells cheese and this taste at the same time, she can die immediately!"
Shen Tong: "..."
Ji Mei made a friend from nothing, "Little Mint, what does your smell look like? It should smell better than this, right?"
But this taste was enough to make Jigme miss it. She tried to think about it, but she couldn't imagine a taste better than this, and she was very curious about the source of this taste.
Shen Tong roughly guessed it.
He only knew that catnip could stimulate the pheromones in cats and make them feel excited, but he did not expect the effect to be so significant.
After all, Shen Tong has just sprouted, and in his current state, the breath released is not so much a stimulus to cats as it is tickling them, but even so, it can still make Jigme uncontrollable.
Shen Tong guessed it, but couldn't tell, Jigme knew nothing, didn't even think about catnip at all, almost mad because of her curiosity.
After a long time, Jigme finally thought of a way, "I see!"
Not long ago, with the investment of perfume companies, the Academy of Sciences launched a project to study smell. They collected a large number of odors, read and analyzed the composition of each odor, and recorded the source of the odor. One of Jigme’s classmates was assigned to this project. Jigme often saw him crying because of insufficient odor samples.
Jimei quickly contacted him using personal terminal.
[Do you still need samples? ]
[I have one here! ]
[But I don’t know what this smell is. ]
The opposite quickly replied to her: [Need! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ]
Ji Mei turned her personal terminal into camera mode and waited patiently. When she smelled the sweet smell again, she immediately pressed the camera button and sent it to her classmates.
In the interstellar era, photos can truthfully record everything, including smells.
She urged: [Remember to send me a copy of the analysis report. ]
[OK.]
Ji Mei understood a concern and was finally able to accompany Shen Tong in the sun with peace of mind. She sat down, took the flower pot into her arms, and hummed happily.
The girl's voice was soft, and the wind was very light.
The unknown flower made a rustling sound.
The light and shadow on the ground are fragmented.
Maybe it was because rooting and sprouting was too exhausting, and the girl's singing was too soft, and Shen Tong gradually fell asleep.
He had a dream.
An inexplicable dream.
Shen Tong is in a villa estate.
The vast pastures, the lake water are clear, the white European style buildings are luxurious and extravagant, but it is a pity that it is as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, the huge manor has no vitality, and the owner of the manor does not seem to care about it.
The withered garden is proof.
Shen Tong looked around, even though it was a dream, he didn't break into the villa without permission, just came to the lake and sat down.
A young man was reflected in the lake.
Shen Tong smiled, his eyes bent into a beautiful shape.
Fortunately, he in his dream is not a catnip.
Shen Tong picked off a handful of grass and played with it boredly.
In the villa behind him, the snow lion lying lazily on the roof basking in the sun keenly perceives the breath that does not belong to him, stands up and squints dangerously.
Almost the next second, it found the person who broke in.
The snow lion stared at the young man by the lake condescendingly for a long time, jumped off the roof, and approached quietly.
The plucked grass was woven into a grass ring in Shen Tong's hands. He lowered his head and was about to put the grass ring into the water. He caught off guard and saw a pure white lion from the reflection in the water.
Full of hostility and guard.
The white fingers trembled, and Shen Tong was startled.
But soon, he realized that it was just a dream. Shen Tong comforted himself that even if it was eaten, it was nothing more than a nightmare, so he lowered his head and carefully glanced at the snow lion in the reflection.
This is a very beautiful white lion.
The coat color is brighter than snow.
Lions are also cats, right?
So this is just a big cat that looks a little bit fierce.
Shen Tong relaxed and smiled with his eyes bent, "Hello?"
It seems that no one has seen it before, and can maintain such a calm posture, Snow Lion glanced at him unexpectedly.
When Shen Tong was in school, he was always jokingly called the school girl. In the words of his roommate, he was born with a white, beautiful waist and a thin waist, and he did not give a woman a way to live. Shen Tong was very sad every time he heard it.
But it is undeniable that he is indeed beautiful.
The person is tall and thin, the complexion is as pale as porcelain, and the eyebrows are beautiful, but not aggressive.
Just like him, he moisturizes things silently, not to mention the pure and clean temperament.
After Snow Lion looked at him, he seemed to be sure that this young man had no aggressiveness and could barely get his eyes, so he reduced his hostility and turned around arrogantly.
The next moment, the grass ring fell on its head.
Shen Tong said with a smile, "Send you off."
Snow lion stepped.
Immediately afterwards, it heard the reckless young voice saying: "You are so cute."
"..."
lovely?
Snow Lion turned his head dissatisfied.
Under the brilliant light and shadow, the youth's complexion was dazzling, his thick eyelashes reflected phantom, and his moist eyes looked soft for no reason. When he saw this, he tilted his head slightly and asked gently, "Shall I play with you?"
With a flick of its tail, the snow lion seemed not interested in it, and left indifferently.
With a "click", the grass loop that Shen Tong put on its head fell off. The snow lion stared at the ugly thing for a long time, then looked at the young man again, and grabbed it with disgust. It strode gracefully. Slowly returned to the villa.
Full of momentum.
There is even a feeling of dominance.
Shen Tong watched it walk away and lay down on the grass.
The sky seemed to be within reach, the tip of his nose was filled with the fragrance of grass, and the sun radiated the whole body warmly.
at the same time.
Capital star. Perth Palace.
Under the sky, the Milky Way is shining and the palace is brilliant.
The butler led several ministers through the corridor. There are not only portraits of successive emperors, but also world-famous works, as well as many priceless treasures.
But no one was surprised.
This is Perth, the palace belonging to the emperor, and the treasures of the world gather here.
The minister broke the silence, "How is your Majesty?"
The butler shook his head, "It's still the same."
The minister sighed, "Your Majesty's genes have not only given him SSS-level mental power and unparalleled ability, but also brought him fatal flaws."
This is not alarmist.
In the interstellar era, cats have evolved and are in a dominant position. Their respective degrees of evolution and abilities are different, and they are inseparable from the body.
Caesar, the discolored tyrant of Interstellar Hearing, has been tested, and his mental power, intelligence and decision-making ability have reached the highest level of Interstellar.
He was born a king and was destined to be surrendered.
However, too strong spiritual power means that the development of the spiritual world is endless, and with it is the disorder of the spiritual power and the spiritual world, which in turn affects himself-he gradually loses all emotions, becomes cruel and cruel, until the spiritual world Collapse.
Caesar would completely lose his mind.
Like previous monarchs, the gate of Perth, a symbol of supreme glory, was opened for him. The Dead Sea in the depths of the nebula may be his ultimate destination.
There is only one solution.
That is to find a match with him with a 100% match rate as soon as possible and appease Caesar.
It's just that since Caesar's succession, all the genes of interstellar citizens have been recorded and matched with Caesar's genes, but no one has reached the standard.
The butler and the minister looked at each other and saw the helplessness on each other's faces.
With a helpless sigh, the butler gently knocked on the door of the study, "Your Majesty, someone has brought you here."
No one responded.
The butler tentatively said: "Your Majesty?"
The ministers summoned to the cabinet were ordered by Caesar two hours ago. Although his rule is strong and unwilling, Caesar has always been punctual, and this is rarely the case.
Knowing the difference, the housekeeper entered the study alone. After a while, he walked out and said regretfully: "Your Majesty is unwell. The meeting needs to be postponed."
The ministers looked at each other, rather confused.
The butler made a gesture of inviting him back and smiled and watched them go away, but no matter how he concealed it, the worry on his face showed a little bit.
After Caesar ordered to meet these ministers, as usual, he entered the spiritual world to rest.
Until the butler came in just now to check, Caesar still stayed in his spiritual world.
Staying in the spiritual world for a long time, this has never happened before.
Could it be that what happened to your majesty's spiritual world?
You know, your Majesty's recent state is very unstable.
The housekeeper was worried.
The author has something to say: Your Majesty: I want to see my wife, but I don't want to have a meeting.