Initiating a Plant Revolution in the Otherworld

Chapter 40 Cat Ears! ? (Please recommend tickets!)

Walking on the street, Nora tugged at the brim of her hat from time to time, as if she was afraid that the hat would fall off suddenly.

She was still wearing a tattered robe, which wrapped her body tightly.

As usual, she came to the alley between the flower shop and the barbecue shop during dinner, ready to rummage through the leftover food in the trash can.

Then I heard a greeting——

"Yo, we meet again."

Nora was taken aback, and while quickly backing away, the dagger in her sleeve was already held in her palm.

His light black eyes stared at the person at the alley, and then he was startled.

With a smile on his face, Ron put the oiled paper in his hand on the ground, took a few steps back, and stretched out his hand to ask her to come over.

Nora looked at the oiled paper on the ground and subconsciously licked her lips, feeling her stomach churning and making noise, urging her to move forward.

"I ate his barbecue last time, there is no danger."

"He's as good a man as that old granny."

With this in mind, Nora walked to the oil paper with cautious steps, glanced at Ron, slowly squatted down, and stretched out a corner of the oil paper.

The familiar and seductive fragrance came to her nostrils, filling her nostrils in an instant, making her a little intoxicated.

Before her brain could react, her hand had already been stretched out, and her small mouth had already opened.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that less than half of the barbecue had been wiped out.

pat.

A water glass was placed beside her.

Her body trembled subconsciously, and she stopped the conditioned reflex of wanting to retreat.

Ron crouched half a meter in front of her.

"He's safe."

Nora thought so.

She reached for the glass of water, took a sip, and then took another big sip.

Feeling her throat soaked, Nora then picked up the meat skewer, took a bite, then picked up another skewer and looked at Ron, handed it out hesitantly and asked, "Do you want to eat it?"

Perhaps it was because she had just drank water, although Nora lowered her voice, her voice was still distinctly crisp.

But Ron didn't notice this detail, he just smiled and waved his hands: "I've eaten it, it's just for you."

Nora immediately withdrew the meat skewers, her dirty little face was full of unconcealable happiness, but she suppressed it again with her mouth.

When there were only five skewers left, Nora stopped suddenly, picked up a corner of the oil paper, raised her head and asked cautiously, "These... can I take it away?"

"Uh... Take it away?" Ron was stunned for a moment, "It won't taste good when it's cold."

Nora shook her head and just looked at him pitifully.

"It's for you, if you want to take it away, just take it away." Ron didn't understand Nora's intention, but he didn't stop it.

Nora immediately picked up the greased paper and wrapped the remaining five skewers.

Perhaps because she was afraid that Ron would misunderstand, Nora finally explained in a low voice: "If there are five meat skewers, eat one a day, and I will have five more days of strength, and it will be easier to find food."

Hearing this sentence, Ron was suddenly stunned, only feeling his heart being scratched by soft paws, and his eyes were a little warm.

That's probably how people are.

It may be pity to hear some miserable stories told by others, but that's all.

But if things happen right in front of your eyes, it's always easier to touch people.

"What's wrong with you?" Nora asked suspiciously.

"It's okay." Ron shook his head, squatted down and raised his finger to the job advertisement on the wall, asking, "Did you see that one yesterday?"

Nora turned her head and looked back, and found that Ron was referring to the thing she didn't understand yesterday, so she nodded: "I saw it, but I couldn't understand it."

"what?"

"I can't read..." Nora bowed her head, a little embarrassed.

But she is really illiterate.

Just thinking about how to find food every day has exhausted her. How can she still have time to learn to read?

Only now did Ron realize that he seemed to have made a low-level mistake.

The literacy rate in Rexis Continent is not high. How could a street child like Nora know how to read?

He covered his face helplessly, feeling a little stupid.

Then he looked at Nora and explained to her: "That's the recruitment announcement I posted. Because I usually have other things to deal with, I need to recruit shop assistants to help me take care of the store."

"Hiring a clerk?" Nora was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously stretched out her hand to tighten the hat on her head, lowered her head and said, "It has nothing to do with me, does it?"

"Uh...don't you think about it?" Ron asked suspiciously, "The working hours are in the morning and afternoon, and the salary of 5 silver coins per week should be pretty good, right?"

"I..." Nora choked, and whispered, "There should be specific requirements, right? I'm definitely not suitable."

"Where is it inappropriate?" Ron laughed, got up and walked to the announcement, and read it to her word by word——

"We are looking for two employees."

"You are required to be young and capable, to bear hardships and stand hard work."

"Working hours are from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] noon, and from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm."

"The job content is to take care of the store, entertain guests, cash register and change."

"The salary for work is 5 silver coins per week, and it is settled on a weekly basis."

"There is no race requirement, just be over 14 years old and under 25 years old."

"If you are interested, please come to the store during the business hours and communicate with the owner face to face."

Ron turned to look at Nora who was squatting on the ground, tilted his head and asked, "Which one do you think you don't meet?"

After listening carefully, Nora opened her mouth, and found that she seemed to meet all the requirements in it.

But her previous experiences let her know that it is better to explain some things earlier.

"Are you sure there are no racial requirements?" Nora stood up, and her thin body came to Ron, looking up at him, her forehead was exactly at the height of Ron's chest.

Ron looked down at Nora's light black eyes, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? I really don't have any requirements on race, and you're not a human race..."

Before Ron finished speaking, Nora reached out and tore off her hat.

The moonlight slanted down from the east and fell on Nora.

A pair of light black cat ears stood up, breaking into Ron's field of vision.

"I'll go... cat ears..." Ron stared fixedly at the cat ears on Nora's head, feeling a little dazed for a while.

System: "Trigger daily tasks."

[Daily Tasks] - [Touching Catwoman's Cat Ears]:

"Specific requirements: Before Catwoman puts on her hat, reach out and touch each other's ears."

"Mission Reward: Don't look, let's get started!"

Ron directly ignored the intrusion of the system, looked down at the cat's ears, and looked at Nora's stubborn and resigned light black eyes at this time. Relying on his straight man's soul, he asked strangely: "The eyes of half-orcs should be Light red, right? Why are you light black?"

Flushing Street Diary: Tomorrow is a new week, I pray that I can sign the contract as I wish

(End of this chapter)