Turned into a nemesis cat again

On the screen, the electromagnetic frequency of the blue light fluctuates up and down, and finally tends to a calm straight line.

Communication is not connected.

Wen Nan glanced at Weiduan several times, then at the pet hospital, rubbed his forehead and sighed.

When the veterinarian mentioned S-level mental power, he excluded many factors, and judging from his intuition, his first reaction was Shen Chi.

But if he wants to believe that the squishy little guy who dotes on him all day and meows, is Shenchi with an iceberg face... No, he has to slow down.

Wen Nan rubbed her forehead and sighed, the worry in her eyes never faded away.

After waking up, the veterinarian redid the diagnosis just now and came to the same conclusion. The little guy's mental strength was on the verge of laxity, but due to an unknown reason, he was always hovering on the verge of danger.

...Whoever the little guy is, it's his little guy.

Wen Nan only thought of Shen Chi who could be contacted immediately in the empire, but this time Shen Chi didn't give face, so Wen Nan had to find a second contact person, the young boy Satan.

If you want to talk about why you don't use the military facilities, or ask your deputy to help you contact... maybe there will be a xxxx deal in a while, so how can you talk about it if you want to get along with business.

This time Wen Nan got a quick response.

The first thing the little boy said after learning about Wen Nan's request was: "Your cat also has a problem?"

Wen Nan: "..."

He spent a few seconds thinking about this sentence with a little more information, and calmly said: "Shen Chi's cat too?"

Apart from Shen Chi, he doesn't know anyone who deserves the attention of the rumored cold-natured young master.

Satan's complexion was also not very good, his eyebrows were tired, and he said without hesitation: "The empire has this kind of old technology, but it is just in the process of research and development. It would be irresponsible to hand it over to the marshal. To the two countries... .”

Wen Nan said: "Speak human words."

Satan rolled his eyes: "The technology is not passed on to the outside world, bring the cat to the empire, otherwise there will be no discussion."

Wen Nan sized Satan up several times.

I haven't seen you for a few days, and my courage is obviously growing.

Satan directly hung up the communication, Wen Nan's face was reflected on the pitch-black screen, and Wen Nan was stunned for a while.

When the communication screen popped up, Satan seemed to be talking to someone, and his back was very familiar. Wen Nan didn't think it was possible for him to admit his mistake.

That is Shen Chi.

Before Satan let him go to the empire, he glanced aside to ask for instructions, and Wen Nan wasn't sure if that was Shen Chi's signal.

If the person sitting two galaxies away is Shen Chi, then who is the little guy who hugged him and acted like a baby just now?

He suddenly wondered if his guess just now was whimsical, and whether his little guy...was really Shen Chi.

The two teenagers on the side of the road had been watching him and whispering for a long time, Wen Nan turned off the micro terminal, and smiled politely at the two teenagers.

A young man breathed a sigh of relief, his nervous expression eased, and he smiled broadly: "Look, let me just say, how could it be such a coincidence that you can meet Marshal Wen Nan just by walking across the road."

The other young man was a little calm, but he looked like he was just a student, and he looked suspicious. Seeing Wen Nan smiling at him gently, he quickly looked away.

The two stood together, tall and tall, and Wen Nan could tell at a glance that their standard military posture and their well-proportioned bodies.

He is good at manipulating mechs.

"Excuse me." He said forward with a calm face, with an inquiry that Wen Nan could easily see in his eyes, "Where did you buy your watch from?"

He looked like he was about to stretch out his hand, impatiently touching Wen Nan's watch, but he was forced to hold back due to some scruples.

Wen Nan raised an eyebrow and said with a smile: "I won it from an old friend. If you want to buy it, I probably can't recommend a store that sells it to you."

"Win it? To tell you the truth, I saw a watch similar to this one at an auction. It's not an ordinary—"

Of course, it is not an ordinary watch. In addition to using it to tell the time, it can occasionally detect terrain as a navigation, and it also carries a small storage space.

The lively young man probably felt that the calm face's question was very abrupt, so he hurriedly pulled him away, apologizing hahaha: "I'm sorry, sorry, this kid has always admired Marshal Wen Nan, seeing that you look like me, I couldn't help but ask a few more questions. sentence......"

The calm face seemed to be a little bit reconciled, despite the lively young man pulling around, he stood peacefully and looked at Wen Nan stubbornly.

Wen Nan smiled and said: "I know this is a good thing, if you really like it, I will try to contact that old friend some other day, and give you one too?"

The lively young man scratched his head: "Why is this so embarrassing... What are you dragging me for?"

The doubt in the calm face's eyes disappeared, and he glanced at Wen Nan, still a little uncertain, but he quickly reacted, grabbed his companion, turned around and left.

The lively young man just complained a bit, and quickly walked a few steps to follow.

"Let me tell you, you are such a calm person, isn't it just a watch of the same style as the marshal? As for seeing it from a long distance, you dragged me across the street."

With a calm face, he said in a deep voice: "That's the real thing, with spatial fluctuations on it."

"Aren't you allowed to fake one? Also, how could the marshal come out in casual clothes without any adjutants around him?"

The lively young man held the back of his head with his hands behind his back: "If you want me to say, apart from the similar appearance, what else do you look like? You are thinner than the marshal, shorter than the marshal, and uglier than the marshal when you look closely...Of course you don't look bad, but The real marshal is obviously more handsome..."

The two walked further and further away, thinking that Wen Nan couldn't hear it, and didn't deliberately suppress the volume. Wen Nan behind him said: "..."

It seems that he met his little fanboy on the road, but he couldn't be happy no matter what, how could he break it?

At this time, I especially want to hold the fur ball and rub it hard to relieve my depression.

Just kind of like my own cat.

Wen Nan sent a text message to Satan, agreeing a time and place to meet.

It doesn't matter if it's Shen Chi, after all, it can't be lost, and according to the current situation, if the little guy is really Shen Chi, he has to consider whether to throw him into the Pet Protection Association for strict supervision.

The little guy had better be thankful that he is not Shen Chi, otherwise...heh.

Shen Chi, who was far away from the capital of the empire, couldn't help but sneezed.

"Recently, you have really become weaker a lot." The young boy tilted his head, and said in a tone of no regrets, "With the gene of creation close to God, you can still catch a cold?"

Shen Chi picked up the water, and glanced lightly at Satan's hand behind his back: "That doesn't mean you can succeed in the sneak attack—take back the dagger."

"My genes are no worse than yours."

"Is it?"

Seeing Shen Chi looking over at him, the young boy was almost intimidated: "Using coercion is a foul!"

However, he said it a step too late, and the unfathomable weight fell directly on his body. Satan threw himself on the ground, his face was pale, his breathing was stagnant, and he could hardly move.

Shen Chi got down from the bed, picked up the little boy, and threw him on the bed. The next moment the pressure was relieved, the little boy stood up immediately, and threw the dagger at the back of his waist: "This is not fair! You are obviously transformed by humans Creation, why is the gene level higher than mine!"

"Although I can't figure out why the alliance researched creations." Shen Chi raised his hand and easily caught the dagger, "But do you think they only created a monster that can threaten the survival of human beings?"

Satan was so angry that he raised his fist and waved it up: "Who do you call a monster?!"

"You are." Shen Chi caught his fist and said coldly, "Me too."

Satan's hand trembled, and he took it back: "He never said that we are monsters... Also, we are off topic, it is clearly a creation produced in the same plan, why your genetic level is different? A few levels higher than me, just because you were a human before?"

Shen Chi said: "What do you want to say?"

Satan laughed: "Aren't you curious about Wen Nan's genetic level?"

About how fast?A second, a millisecond, a microsecond—that's a speed that even Satan can't capture.

He was thrown against the wall by Shen Chi vigorously, and his back hit the hard wall. Hearing the sound, he wondered if his bones had been shattered, but he still held back his trembling and laughed out loud.

Shen Chi's expression was ugly: "What do you mean by that? You already knew that the mask was Wen Nan?!"

"No, I don't know." Satan stopped laughing, grabbed Shen Chi's wrist, and took a breath, "I'm just guessing."

He paused, not concealing his malice: "You really look like a mad dog who catches and bites."

Shen Chi looked at Satan, his silent eyes seemed to be burning with a raging fire that could destroy everything.

The next moment, he let go of the little boy, as if he was too lazy to care about it, and asked lightly: "When did you start to doubt?"

Satan clutched his neck with a relaxed expression, he couldn't believe that Shen Chi let him go so easily.

"Before you start to doubt."

"Really." Shen Chi looked normal, and threw the dagger in front of the young boy, "I was sure of his identity, before you were sure."

Satan: "..."

???

Proud of such little things?

Shen Chi, are you childish?