Wen Zheng was stunned.
He wanted to ask many questions, but then felt like he didn't need to anymore.
Even the reason is readily available—he likes me.
Bei Sining always manages to do things that surprise him; Wen Zheng admits he's never been so attentive. Despite being a high and mighty demon king with a bad temper, he's actually very gentle with small animals and demons.
One second he was worried that the other person didn't like what he did, and the next he knew that the other person hadn't felt the slightest bit of blame or disappointment.
The cat spirit will only help him silently.
Even if he didn't do a good enough job.
Wen Zheng silently swallowed his words and focused his attention on Bei Sining's palm.
The cat spirit supported itself on one hand, and golden light spread outwards from the palm along the lines, its long hair moving without wind, gradually illuminating the entire room.
Scenes resembling those in a special effects movie gradually flashed before my eyes, the lights in the room flickered, and the scene rapidly receded.
Initially, it was the alternation of dawn and dusk, with the occasional vacuum cleaner with its self-cleaning system passing by. Only much later did Wen Zheng's figure flash by.
After a long period of silence, the furnishings in the room looked newer and newer. Wen Zheng didn't dare to blink until he finally saw the time when it was time to rearrange it.
That was three years after the fire, and I had someone repair it before I went to the Beihai base.
Bei Sining braced herself against the wall with one hand, gradually slowing down her spiritual energy, and a small Wen Zheng emerged.
At twelve years old, he had just grown taller and was no longer a little pea; his eyes had also gained a certain maturity. He was discussing with the renovation workers how the wall should be painted. He was up to their chins, slightly tilted his head back, and looked directly at them when he spoke, displaying the slender build typical of a young boy.
The scene flashed by so quickly that Wen Zheng didn't even get a clear look, but Bei Sining snapped to attention and memorized it as if she had captured a screenshot.
Fragile yet full of vitality, it is a flower that blooms from the ruins.
He could hardly bear to watch what was about to happen.
The walls suddenly turned charred black, and flames leaped from the ground. Bei Sining slowed down in that instant. The formation had reached its limit; he frantically poured in spiritual energy, trying to maintain it for a few more seconds.
The crucial ten minutes arrived quickly. The image of Xiao Wenzheng crying silently pierced Bei Sining's heart like a knife. After a brief moment, and another day or two of time rewind, the formation cracked with a snap, turning into specks of light and suddenly dissipating.
“Your master didn’t tamper with anything in the room.” Bei Sining clicked her tongue in annoyance. “You guys have too many ways of starting fires here. Maybe the fire didn’t start in this room?”
He was in a bad mood because of what had just happened. He felt as if his territory had been arrogantly trampled on. He felt both heartache and irritation, and his tone was impatient and frustrated.
Wen Zheng didn't respond, and Bei Sining suddenly sighed: "How about I go find some more materials tomorrow?"
Siming Cat possesses exceptional spatial talent, but her understanding of the laws of time is relatively weak. Such a simple spell requires the aid of a jumble of array materials; if it were Peacock and the others, they would have fast-forwarded, rewound, and paused several times, and might even have dragged Wen Zheng through time.
He was still lamenting his own inadequacy when suddenly he was embraced tightly by a pair of hands.
"No need." Wen Zheng buried his face in his neck and took a deep breath. "I don't need proof."
The arms tightened even more, and the vibrations came from the bodies pressed tightly together.
“I have no hope for him anymore, and I no longer feel disgusted by him. He can't hurt me anymore.”
"Bei Sining, with you by my side, I have nothing to fear."
Wen Zheng paused, then whispered in Bei Sining's ear, "I only care about you."
…………
Before Bei Sining could even feel touched for a moment, she was asked to turn into a cat and sleep with her that very night.
This kept him tossing and turning all night, pondering the ultimate philosophical question: did he love me more or the cat more?
The sea of fire in Wen Zheng's dream did not reappear. Tonight, he had a fluffy dream.
It was the same room, but from a much lower perspective, and the parents came out of the bedroom anxiously, carrying their bags.
“Zhengzheng, we’re in a hurry to leave, so be good. This chip contains what we want to tell you… You can only see it after you crack the code, okay? The clue is in the study… Check it again in a month.” Ms. Liu smiled at him: “Listen to the cat.”
Wen Zheng: "?"
The heavy chain slung into his collar, and his parents slammed the door shut. Footsteps suddenly echoed in the quiet master bedroom. A giant cat strode out.
"Roar—" The giant cat roared, and the chandelier was shaken by the sound wave, crashing to the ground, its eyes wide open in death.
Wen Zheng: ...Holy crap?
With a flick of its tail, the giant cat slammed the sofa against the wall with a bang, shattering the wooden planks and leaving spiderwebs visible in the cracks.
Wen Zheng: ...
The giant cat lazily yawned, finally spotting him. Its eyes lit up, and it strode over haughtily. As it drew closer, Wen Zheng's head tilted higher and higher...
Caught off guard, the paw pad struck him, slapping him to the ground. Suddenly, he was enveloped in a warm, fluffy ball of fur.
Wen Zheng: ...I'm suffocating!
He suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath, and discovered the culprit.
The cat spirit was mischievous. While he was asleep, it secretly transformed into a human and even dared to hug him while sleeping, pressing his heavy arm against its chest!
Wen Zheng threw his arm away, got up to pour himself some water, and his phone suddenly rang.
He quickly answered the call, glanced at Bei Sining, and saw that he was only slightly frowning and not awake, so he lowered his voice and went to the living room.
"We've found a lead."
It was Wendy's voice, and the sound of typing came from the other end of the phone.
This time, Wendy didn't use any joking words. She said very seriously, "Allied Country, NQ City, Biotechnology Co., Ltd. Based on this information and the investigation of the signal source, I have basically determined the other party's location. To crack their firewall, I need to go there in person and crack it from the hardware. But thanks to your eight-minute call, I tried to analyze the voiceprint of the recording and directly connected to the other party's shallow database. I saw something incredible."
Wen Zheng: "Speak."
"Their target is very clear: your handsome boyfriend. This is the only project in the entire research institute. They have collected a lot of information about Bei Sining, including videos of Bei Sining before and after her transformation. We don't know when or how they were filmed."
"Besides that, they have another plan, which I just sent to you. See if you want to contact them."
Wen Zheng had already turned on the host and quickly received the data sent by Wendy.
That was a business plan.
The plan was crude, clearly only a draft, but its ambition was already evident. The other side planned to fully infiltrate Bei Sining and their living quarters, obtaining Bei Sining's genetic sample through various espionage operations.
The best course of action would probably be to simply tie this cat spirit to a hostage and take him to the Allied Powers.
Wen Zhengqi chuckled, and Wendy nervously reminded him not to kill someone impulsively.
"Seriously, that Arctic video is so cool! I'd be tempted too... But don't hang up, I'm not tempted at all." Wendy suddenly grinned. "But I think the beauty's abilities shouldn't be so easily lured away. Plus, now that you know, you're on guard, so it shouldn't be a big problem. It's really good that you made that call at the right time, and the other party is a biological technician... By the way, I have a question."
"explain."
"Is the beautiful woman really a black monster in disguise?!" Wendy suddenly asked excitedly.
Wen Zheng: "…………"
He forgot that Wendy didn't know about this.
"I'll go see Old Liu tomorrow; he might ask you to cooperate with the investigation. Thanks for your hard work; I'll treat you to dinner later."
Wendy laughed and said, "Tuo'er, you should also be careful of your surroundings."
Wen Zheng put down his phone, sighed deeply, and touched his lower abdomen.
Starting tomorrow, I should focus on cultivating that kind of spiritual practice.
If things don't work out, he should go to another world with the cat spirit as soon as possible, where his true kin are. He's been lonely for a long time, hasn't he?
The next day, Wen Zheng sent an email to Mr. Liu right on time during work hours. While waiting for a reply, he was bored and started scrolling through Weibo on his phone.
Bei Sining was really tired yesterday; he's still not awake and is clinging tightly to Wen Zheng like a giant pillow. Wen Zheng tries to push his hand away, but he pulls it back in less than a minute. After a few times, Wen Zheng gives up.
This is probably karma, Wen Zheng thought expressionlessly.
He had no classes this morning, so he wasn't in a hurry to get up. He spent half an hour browsing the internet before receiving a call from Mr. Liu.
Bei Sining was awakened by Wen Zheng's voice.
He groggily snuggled against the person in his arms, the feeling of skin against skin was warm and tingling. He vaguely heard Wen Zheng's voice interrupted a few times in a strange way.
Who is it, so early?
"Okay, Mr. Liu, then I'll leave it to you. ...Okay, I understand. I will."
Wen Zheng threw his phone aside, turned over, and kissed the cat spirit, his low, hoarse voice muffled in his throat.
"Shall I help you?"
Bei Sining suddenly woke up, and her two large black ears suddenly popped out from the top of her head and trembled.
"Hmm!"
Wen Zheng didn't tolerate him. He was a bit irritated after being strangled all night. He asked him with a smile, panting, "Who told you to change back yesterday? You kept me from sleeping well."
"..." Bei Sining was shocked: "You despise me!?"
Author's Note: Zhengzheng: (Looking at Ningning who has turned back into a cat) (lovingly) How could I dislike you?
(Oh my god, what kind of exhaust fumes are those? Please use your imagination, thank you! This is probably just a matter of helping each other out, and we haven't gotten to the main point yet. The main point will probably be about going to the demon realm to enjoy the wildness of nature under the open sky. Here is clip 1.avi)
(P.S. My cat is sick, and I'm trying to adjust my mindset. My Scottish Fold is an abandoned cat I found; it came up the stairs from the stairwell. I had to ask the security guard to knock on doors all over the building, but they couldn't find the owner, so I brought it home. Little darlings, please don't buy Scottish Folds; you'll be constantly worried. I had no other choice. Sending love to everyone! I should update again tomorrow afternoon!)
Chapter 110
Whose call was it?
After making a fuss, the cat lazily pulled up a chair and sat by the kitchen door, waiting for Wen Zheng to make stir-fried eggs with wood ear mushrooms.
The sizzling sound of oil in the pan came from inside. Wen Zheng said, "It's from Old Liu."
"What does he want from you?" Bei Sining neither disliked nor liked the old man, but Wen Zheng still lived in this society, and he had to acknowledge the other man's status.
"Tell me about yourself."
Wen Zheng casually told Bei Sining to come in and serve the rice.
Bei Sining's ears perked up, and she gave a strange "hmm" sound.
"Don't worry about burning down the study for now, it's not that important. The research institute is the top priority." Wen Zheng picked up a piece of egg: "I was just about to tell you, the other side is planning to steal your genes for research. Be careful lately, don't lose a single hair."
Bei Sining, however, completely ignored the second half and said unhappily, "What you mean by burning down the study isn't important, isn't this what matters?"
Wen Zheng glanced at him helplessly: "It's not important, because Xu Ji has already admitted it, and he can't come back from the study. How could that password be more important than you?"