Interstellar Rebirth: Raising Meow [System]

After dinner, the little tiger went for a walk in the garden to digest food as usual.Amanda followed behind it with difficulty, and might lose His Highness if she didn't pay attention.

When they returned to the bedroom, Salvin was already in the room, and he would bathe the little tiger himself when he came back.

Xingnanhu likes water, and the little guy enjoys the water parent-child interaction with his father every night - of course, when Alan is around, he also likes to play in the water with Alan.

The little tiger jumped into the luxury bath with a "plop", raised its head and paddled in the water, looked at Salvin from time to time, with a small expression of "you can praise me".

Salvin pushed the water gently with his hand, looked at his younger son and said lovingly, "Vincent swims really well!"

"Wow!" The little tiger was very satisfied with his father's praise. It proudly lifted its little head higher, and its short legs hopped more happily.

After taking a shower and drying off, the little tiger looked at his clean and beautiful fur in the mirror, twirled around twice proudly, and then walked towards the bed with his little butt twisted——after washing for nothing, he can call his beloved Allen!

It easily jumped onto the bed, found the most comfortable position, and then yelled at Amanda, signaling her to open its exclusive terminal.

But the personal female officer did not immediately execute its order, but looked at Salvin with a questioning face.

"Let's communicate with Allen," Salvin said to Amanda, "I'm going back, and I'll come see Vincent tomorrow."

"Your Highness!" Seeing that Salvin was about to turn around and leave, Amanda called him anxiously.

"Anything else?"

The maid glanced at the little tiger who was tidying up the fur on his head with his little paws, preparing to meet Allen with his best appearance, and said falteringly: "Your Highness, His Highness Vincent communicates with that young master Allen every night. , if it is late, it will definitely affect His Highness's sleep, do you want to..." Reduce the number of times they meet!

"Amanda," Salvin understood what she meant, and at the same time guessed the reason behind it, he interrupted her with some seriousness: "It's good that you can always think about Vincent. But for Vincent , how to be happy is determined by itself, and no one else can judge it. Neither you nor me and His Majesty can control or even decide the life it wants, please keep this in mind.”

Salvin also glanced in the direction of the little tiger, and found that it was "prepared", with anticipation and a trace of impatience in his expression, he turned his head and said to the maid: "And I believe, based on Alan's love for Wen With Sen's love, he will never be willing to let him go to bed too late, so you don't have to worry too much."

Although the content of the communication will not be recorded, the time of the communication can be found, and Amanda dare not say that it was Allen who asked Vincent to sleep late.

It's just that she was worried that Vincent's being too close to others would affect the relationship between her and His Highness - after all, she was selected by the royal family from the nuns of the Holy See, and she could continue to live in the palace only if she could take good care of the little prince. Vincent's close and harmonious relationship is the foundation of everything!

Allen was about to turn on the terminal when the communication notification sounded. He immediately clicked on the holographic screen, and saw the little tiger nestled on the bed, barking at him.

"Is Zai Zai good today?" Allen asked it softly.

"Wooooow!" The little tiger didn't care what he asked, and immediately turned out his belly to show him his clean hair.

Allen knew that it had just taken a bath at this point, and that His Royal Highness Salvin must have come to take a bath in person, so he praised it loudly and kissed it across the screen.

Afterwards, he hugged the lop-eared rabbit to the screen, and said to the little tiger, "Look who this is? Say hello to Qiuqiu, baby."

The two little guys haven't seen each other for a while, and they just took advantage of this communication to see each other, after all, they used to get along very "harmoniously".

When the little tiger saw the familiar gray "Ball", its amber eyes lit up immediately, and it leaned towards the screen, stretching out its paws to reach it.

When the lop-eared rabbit saw the familiar little bastard, he was so frightened that he immediately lay on his side on Allen's bed, stretched his front legs forward, kicked his hind legs twice and then remained motionless, with a look of "the baby is so sick that he can't sit any more" It's like ".

The little tiger was startled by it, took a few steps back, and then looked at Alan in a panic—it si by itself!I didn't do it!

Allen looked at the lop-eared rabbit who was pretending to be dead with a smile, and comforted the little tiger: "Qiuqiu is playing games with you, don't be afraid."

Although separated by a long distance, but the time to meet is always happy.

The little tiger rolled around in front of the screen, whining a few times from time to time, "talking" to Allen, and showing him his sharp baby teeth to show his majesty and handsomeness.

When he is praised, he will show a proud little expression, and occasionally cover his face with his little claws shyly. He must hear Alan's more vigorous praise before he will continue to roll around happily.

Looking at the time, Alan reluctantly said to the little tiger: "Zai Zai is going to sleep, I will call you tomorrow, okay?"

Hearing the word "sleep", the little tiger knew it was going to turn off the screen, and whined aggrievedly, but his father said that he had to be obedient to see Allen, so he nodded obediently.

Stretched out its little paw to touch Alan in the holographic screen, but still couldn't touch anything. The little tiger looked at Alan with some disappointment. At this time, Amanda came over to say hello to Alan, and turned off the terminal up.

"Your Highness, it's getting late, you should go to rest." Amanda said courteously, ready to reach out and hug him.

The little tiger ignored her, slipped away and hid under the quilt, closed his eyes to sleep, and patiently waited for the meeting the next day.

After communicating with the little tiger every day, he was always happy and a little bit disappointed. Allen put the lop-eared rabbit who "resurrected from death" as soon as the screen was turned off, into a small cage, and then entered his own planting space.

More than half of the snake vines in the sandstone field have been treated. As long as the rest is not watered, it will stop growing and spreading, but it will not wither.

With the improvement of the system level, the growth cycle of the medicine plant has not been shortened this time, but the scope of the space has expanded a little. He is going to plant the newly acquired wind-returning vine immediately, and try to get a few batches of results before going to school.

Of course, what he cares more about is this new skill, purification.

If you take it literally, this skill is easily reminiscent of the specialization of mental power.

——Did the system really give him such a big golden finger, so that Allen, who has no specialization, can purify the ingredients of medicinal plants?

He just found some information on the purification of medicinal plant ingredients on the forum. In some sections, there are free basic courses provided by teachers, which are aimed at those preschoolers who are mentally purified, so that they can learn by themselves at home.

There are also some masters who uploaded videos of themselves purifying medicinal plants to the forum, probably for learning and communication or simply to show off their skills. In short, Allen downloaded them all at once.

After carefully studying some of the information, Allen felt that the so-called "purification" probably meant processing the medicinal plants with his mind, allowing them to analyze the effective ingredients, so he took out a few golden roses, tried to concentrate, and explored the purification process by himself. .

Just when he was sweating profusely and still couldn't see the effect, a drop of dark blue liquid slowly precipitated from the light blue flower!

Volume II Royal Academy