Cow Cat's Dinosaur Ranch

The cow cat is very laid back, and even broadcast a live broadcast to Huang Qiao who is far away from the border: "Meow~"

Huang Yu received the communication and looked at the shiny, round-headed little cat in the camera, full of joy. The corner of his mouth was raised halfway, and the sky in the background suddenly darkened: "Attack?!"

As a professional soldier with rich experience in war, Huang Ji's judgment in this regard is professional.

Don't look at it as if it is very powerful, it is just the effect of concentrated firing of a large number of small-caliber weapons at one time.This means that in the atmosphere, if it is placed in space, there will be no waves at all.

But the objects are different.

If this was an attack against him, Huang Ji could have kept his expression on.

But it's for his kitty!

Reason is useless, even if he knows that the little kitty carries countless figurines of various sizes that have destroyed several planets with him, knows that the cow ranch planet is his home field, and knows that he is accompanied by the youngest fat boy...

On the ordinary thick grass, the cow cat hooked the tip of its tail and tapped the ground gently.

The cow steward sets a cat dinner table of the right height in front of him.

The cow cat put one of its paws on the table dignifiedly, picked up the milk bottle and began to suck it.

The milk bottle is inlaid with a circle of black and white diamonds, with a cow cat on the front and a cow tiger at the bottom of the bottle. The size is tailor-made for the cow cat.

It's not that the horned cat's feeding bottle is plain, but that the size of the special feeding bottle for the cubs is only the size of a syringe.As for the style of their feeding bottles, they are in the same aesthetic line as the one in Gong Simao's hands.

The yogurt was too thick and not easy to suck. He frowned and looked a little serious: "I knew they must be very curious, just let the fat boy play." He put down the bottle that couldn't be sucked, lifted it up Paw rubbed his cheeks, "By the way, let's watch fireworks."

The power of weapons in the atmosphere is just a fireworks show in the eyes of figure masters.

Huang Qiao looked at the screen and adjusted the field of vision to filter out the various sound and light effects produced by the explosion. In fact, there are less than a hundred mechas covering the sky that look terrifying.

The appearance of these mechas is low-key, but the firepower configuration is not low-key at all, all of which come from private customization.Simply using money to calculate, I also know the general forces behind it.

They didn't notice it. In fact, the combat power of nearly a hundred mechas was enough to wipe out a small fleet.

This kind of force is almost invincible in a battle in the atmosphere.

The only variable is Gong Simao.

No one knows what "figure" he will take out.

The sky that had just experienced a salvo was still clear.The powerful weapon, like a thin raindrop falling on the river, only caused small ripples in the air.

Standing in the middle of these ripples is a kitten the size of a duck egg.

Of course, it is impossible for ordinary cats to just stand up out of thin air.Certain types of supernatural beings are fine, but who has such a small supernatural being?

Besides, who doesn't know the horned cat boss?

The one in front of me looks different from the horned cat boss, but it is obviously a series of cows!

Yuan Dundun's little milk cat squatted in the air, raised its paws to lick it, and washed its face again. The fluffy black whiskers were clearly visible on the mech's display screen.

They also don't want to float in the air and count cat hairs like this.But after the first round of salvo, the mecha didn't obey the command at all. No backup energy, emergency system, and emergency measures all worked, and they didn't even report failures.

After quieting down, the narrow space of the mecha was like an overly quiet coffin, and huge psychological pressure was overwhelming.

Any creature or artificial life in the universe has unpredictable dangers.

The little horned cat didn't move at all, which caused more psychological pressure than directly turning into some terrible monster to attack.

The time became long, and even the best mental quality, after resisting for 1 or 2 minutes, sweat dripped from the forehead, and the breathing began to become involuntarily rapid.

They glanced at the time and realized that only 5 minutes had passed.

The little chubby cat made a weak "mi" suddenly, turned around and returned to the cat's father, and raised its tail to beg for praise: "Dad~"

After being rubbed on the forehead by Maomao's father, the little fat cat felt wronged again: "It's not good to fight, you will ruin your clothes."

So it almost completely crushed those mech pilots just now, but it was just a question of whether to take off their clothes.

Unlike the boss who can freely link to the star network, Fat Boy's star network authority is very low, roughly the same as that of a child under 10 years old.It knows that it can't take off its clothes in public, and it knows that there is only one doll costume, and it is very troublesome to make it again if it is damaged.

The cow cat who only watched a round of fireworks is a little bit unfinished, but now he is more focused on the milk bottle, and perfunctorily praised his youngest son: "Mia ~ Fat Boy is a good baby~"

His keen hearing caught some exclamations. Obviously, such a big movement has alarmed the tourists, and he quickly directed the fully controlled mecha to land, and asked the cow steward to send a safety notice to the guests.

Roughly speaking, a small episode, don't be nervous, just treat it as a few disobedient little figures.

The translation is: small things can't make waves.

In the position of the cow steward, the dairy farm is Gong Simao's school district house.

Regardless of whether Gong Simao is here or not, whether he is studying or has graduated, the milk cow steward is always either his real self or his backup garrison.

After many transformations that Gong Simao knew or didn't know, the various facilities today are only a little lower than Dinosaur Planet, there are not so conspicuous war forts, and the defense level may be a little higher than Peach Blossom Galaxy.

Moreover, as an artificial intelligence brought up under the influence of the cow cat, the cow steward is more inclined to attack in terms of offense and defense.It has backups of Gong Simao's various messy research materials.

There are only a few dozen mechas, all under its surveillance, and it put them in on purpose.

The reason for this is just to make the name right when doing the final cleanup.

The cow cat made an analogy: "It's like finding a little residue after uninstalling the software, which needs to be cleaned up thoroughly."

After all, those who were "uninstalled" by him were several big families with deep roots and leafy roots, not some simple software, even if they knew that he had decisive power in his hands, even if most of their family power was no longer controlled by them. Control, they will not give up until they see it with their own eyes.

The last struggle must be had.

That's why he brought Zai Zai on this trip.

It's a pity that Fat Boy is more refined and doesn't have such a good sound and light effect, so I'm afraid it won't have a good deterrent effect.

Hearing what he said relaxedly, Huang Ji was a little relieved, and did not forget to tell: "Don't be careless. They have been in business in the tenth district of the Central District for who knows how many years, and they must have a successor." Facing it, he tried hard to stick himself close to the cow cat Fat Boy explained, "You must follow Dad closely and protect Dad well."

The little chubby cat immediately stabilized its center of gravity, jumped onto the cat dining table and stood up very steadily, and assured the father and cat on the other side of the light screen: "Don't worry, dad. You can always trust the fat boy."

The cowcat, who didn't feel that he needed protection, shook his ears and focused most of his attention on the bottle.He lost his patience after not drinking milk for a long time, so he unscrewed the nipple and licked it in the bottle.

In order to drink more yogurt, the black-hearted cat got a large feeding bottle.However, the cow steward strictly controls how much yogurt should be given or how much yogurt should be given.Now the yogurt is still some distance away from the mouth of the bottle.

The black-hearted cat licked the yogurt on the side of the bottle, and subconsciously stretched its head further and further inward, feeling the tip of its ear rubbing against the bottle.

"mum?"

The cow cat's eyes widened, why did his head come in?

Mia~ He really lost weight, and the bad brother Mao said he was solid.

Huang Qiao, who had been focusing on the cow cat, noticed his movements immediately, and worried through the light screen: "Simao, are you alright?"

The cow cat who focused on licking the yogurt grunted twice: "Mmm."

Fatty leaned over curiously and sniffled.The cat's father seems to eat something delicious.

The cow steward gently touched its head, took out a small saucer and poured some for it, and put it on the cat dining table: "Try?"

Fatty is too small.The height of the cow cat is just right, so it can only stand up and lick in a saucer that is bigger than its head.

The amazingly efficient cow cat has already licked the bottle clean at this moment, and happily withdraws its head...it can't be withdrawn!

No, no, if you can go in, you can come out, it must be the wrong angle.

Stuck or something, doesn't exist.

Waiting for him to change the angle...

Another angle!

The cow cat backed all the way, pouted its buttocks and lowered its head, until it bumped into a tree, and then sat down holding the milk bottle with its head, looking at the pile of mechs standing silently in front of it through the shiny pattern on the bottle.

After these mecha pilots were controlled, they were thrown aside by the father and son. They, who had not been cut off from the visual screen, were forced to observe the cow cat's nervous daily life at close range.

It's really a cow cat!

Sure enough, psychopaths cannot be allowed to rule the empire!

...look so cute...

The mecha pilots were thinking wildly, not knowing what they had spent years and years of rigorous training for.When the level difference of equipment reaches a certain level, they can only be crushed, and they don't even know how they lost.

When participating in this operation, they all knew clearly that they should never return, but it was different from what they expected to be killed by various strange weapons, very different.

But no matter how different, their ending is still the same.

The cow cat thought the same way, with a fierce look in his eyes: Now that he has seen it, there is nothing he can do, stop talking!

After licking the yogurt, Fat Boy discovered the troubles of the cat's father in time, walked over slowly, and used his horn... No, with his ears on top, he easily split the bottle in two, and rescued his dear cat's father .

Dear cat dad turned off Fat Boy in an instant, and pressed the corner of the cat's egg with the sole of his foot: shut up!

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