Cow Cat's Dinosaur Ranch

If Gong Simao didn't have the operations before, Huang Ji might have taken his words as a joke.

But now: "Don't think too much. The courses in the academy are not easy. You took this week off, and you have to catch up with the schedule in these two days."

"Oh." The cow cat shrunk the light screen and blocked it like a thief, not letting Huang Zhu see it. After a quick operation, he turned off his brain and flattened his hands, feet and tail, "Sleep and sleep."

Huang Ji knew that he still had a wicked heart, but he didn't take it too seriously.

Once the Medis case started, he, the Cougar Grand Duke, couldn't hide.

Next, in addition to his own courses and studies at St. Kate's College, Kitty also has his own career, as well as the matters of the Cougar family.

There are many and complicated things in a family.There are still huge problems within the Cougar family, and he needs to settle them one by one.

Gong Simao is not just a puma duke, he is still a cat.

"Oh..." Don't worry.

The more I think about it, the more worried I become.

Huang Yu held the cat ball in his arms, and simply turned into a beast shape to lick it again and again.

Gong Simao went to school the next day as usual.He has now handed in the answer sheet for the make-up exam and is waiting for marking.

The heart is stable.

This morning is physical class.The teaching location is a coordinate, and after arriving, it is a primitive jungle in the school.The trees are towering, and it is dark and damp under the trees, and small and various sounds can be heard from time to time.

The students expressed concern about him: "Why did you adjust the class as soon as you came up? Can you keep up with the progress?"

Gong Simao felt that he was a fake tiger and a real cat, so he should keep a low profile: "No way, I almost missed the make-up exam time. The progress in the academy can only work harder."

He used the time to eat and go to the bathroom to read all the courses.Several courses that can be answered on the star network have also passed the assessment.Classwork is not as heavy as others imagine.

He didn't talk too much, the theory of many things is one thing, and practice is another.

Small cats are small in size and have different hunting skills than large cats.The basic training in the early stage is separate from that of large cats.In the later stage, we will train together to fight as a team.

In St. Kate's College, there are actually only one branch of the cat cat that is a small cat. There are several branches of the lynx that can be regarded as small cats, and the other is the branch of the king who has always been vacant.

Letting small cats take physical fitness classes separately is actually out of a kind of care, which is also equivalent to a small stove.

There are inherent differences in things like physical fitness.Even St. Kate's College does not strictly require small cats to meet the standards of large cats.

Of course, the standards of the academy itself are already very high.

This time, Gong Simao, the little white tiger fake, was also included in the class of small cats.

Gong Simao had seen the course schedule, and there were two assessment items in the physical fitness class, individual and group.

The goal of this school year's assessment, the individual soldier is to hunt a delicious insect, the kind of scorpion eaten at the opening ceremony, or something similar.

Kittens also have to support themselves.

I don't know if the scorpions they encounter will be wild or farmed?Was his domesticated baby dinosaur tame?

It looks just as cute and cute.

The goal of the group has not been announced yet, and I hope it will be a cute little animal.It's even better if it tastes good.

The little white tiger clicked his mouth, took out a pack of cat sticks to suck, and handed one to classmate Serval: "Try it, I made it myself."

Young cats eat fast and get hungry faster.What's more, snacks have always been packed in another stomach, meals are meals, and snacks are snacks.

In St. Kate's College, in addition to the heirs of the nine major families, there are also some powerful vassal families of the nine major families.Serval is one of them.

The little mantle also came over and got a handful of cat strips. He wanted to raise his paw to pat the little white tiger's shoulder, but found that his legs were too short, so he patted the little white tiger's feet: "The snacks you made are super delicious. Then he said, "Don't worry about homework. It's okay, you look fat, you can lose weight and still have some flesh, you won't look ugly like the seniors and sisters who are so thin that you can see the bones."

A small lynx that was so skinny came over and fought with the little cat without saying a word.

Not to be outdone, Serval immediately joined the battle group with a howl.

The little white tiger stepped back, sat upright, and wrapped its tail around the front to cover the instep.

The cats outside are indeed very vicious. He, a weak cat, should be beaten.He turned on his brain and asked the cow steward to help him prepare emergency wound medicine. He took another step back and encountered a warm and soft obstacle.

He looked back, and the brown-red caracal looked at him with a smirk on his face: "Why don't you fight?"

The caracal is small in size, with relatively short hair, slender limbs, shoulders and back are full of tendons, and only a big gold chain is missing. It is a living big brother.

The little white tiger turned around in a regular manner: "Because it's time to go to class."

Teacher Caracal continued to smirk: "It's okay, fighting is not considered late."

While the two of them were talking, the three cats that had been in a ball had separated.

When the wind blows, balls of cat hair sway gently, float up and hang on the branches and treetops.

The caracal teacher saw that the kittens were already in place, so he didn't waste any time, and gave them four coordinate points: "Within this area, hunt a prey that is three times your size and bring it back. When to hand it in, when get out of class is over."

The little white tiger lifted the soles of his feet and touched his belly—soft, elastic and full.

No desire to hunt, just looking for a place to sleep.

"Ha - woo." The little white tiger tried to straighten and lower its front paws, tilted its head back, pouted its buttocks high, and stretched a long waist, seeing a blue beetle coming out of the fallen leaves. Before my brain could react, I rushed forward, "Mia!"

A cute picture of a tiger cub playing with a beetle was captured by a mini surveillance camera.

Teacher Caracal had... a smirk all over his face.

Why is the little white tiger so cute!I really want to steal it back and raise it.

wrong!

Teacher Caracal quickly stopped his desire to get down on the ground to tease the cubs, and smiled badly: "Student Gong Simao, it's time for you to go hunting."

The little white tiger who had already caught the beetle shook its ears, put the beetle back on the fallen leaves, looked around at the three students who had disappeared, raised its hind legs, kicked its ears, and stood up slowly: "Okay."

Teacher Caracal, who knew Gong Simao's admission results, didn't want the outside world to worry about the little white tiger's congenital frailty.

Of course he would not doubt the value of the entrance test, even though it was unbelievably high, especially facing such a seemingly harmless little white tiger.

The little white tiger hummed a song, and jumped into the depths of the jungle like a rabbit. The movement could be heard from far away, which did not conform to the nature of cats ambush at all.

This kind of arrogance is not stupid and bold, it is completely without natural enemies, and it can be regarded as a strategy.

May I ask, who would allow such an arrogant little guy to bluff in his own territory?

Besides, the little boy looks so plump, so he must be taught a profound lesson!

kill!

eat it up!

Not long after the little white tiger jumped, several giant jungle pythons coiled with trees and vines attacked it from all directions.

One even hung less than half a meter above the little white tiger's head.

The jungle python can be called a giant python, not only has a thick body, but also is extraordinarily long.Adults can easily grow to [-] meters, and some can grow to [-] meters.

The little white tiger who was bouncing forward just jumped up, and it seemed that he had sent his head into the mouth of the jungle python, and he was about to be suffocated.

Teacher Caracal, who had been staring at the monitor, subconsciously rushed there even though he knew that these things should not pose a threat to the little white tiger.

As a result, the little white tiger jumped far higher than the jungle python's expectation, dodged flexibly, and stepped on the jungle python's head for strength.

More than half of the jungle python's head disappeared, and its body, which was in a pounce position, fell directly into the fallen leaves and curled up.

The little white tiger's front paws scratched across the head of the one that was attacking from the other side, creating a second headless snake; it bit the other seven inches in one bite, and the huge snake broke off immediately.

The little white tiger jumped up and down, and quickly killed a nest of jungle pythons, all of them killed with one blow.

A snake was several times his size, and this pile clearly accomplished the task.

He found a flat stone, dragged the snakes over one by one, cleaned up the heads one by one, put the snakes in the fresh-keeping box he carried with him, wiped the claws clean, and hopped back like a rabbit.

La la la, eat spicy strips today~

He found the caracal teacher who was still smirking smoothly, handed in the task, and went to other teachers to make up lessons without waiting for other students.

In the morning when there was supposed to be only one class, he caught up with the progress of three classes.

At noon, I wanted to eat fresh spicy strips, but I still used it to make up time to make up for the class.He didn't finish his day's classes until six o'clock in the afternoon.

When he got home, he felt his scalp tingling, and when he saw Huang Ji waiting on the tarmac, he rushed over and jumped into his arms in three steps and two steps, and made a very aggrieved voice: "梼梼~"

Huang Yu took advantage of the princess's hug, and firmly hugged the boy who had been raised a little recently: "What's the matter? Are you being bullied?"

"Hmph." Gong Simao pursed his lips in displeasure, "The teachers in the college are too bad. They thought the courses arranged before were too easy, so they compressed the courses for me."

The course schedule that he thought was not too stressful, if it was a piece of cake, now it directly becomes a compressed biscuit.

If he can eat, he can eat, but it will make him feel strenuous.

Huang Qiao smiled: "Your time is precious. The teachers also save you time." It doesn't take a month to master the content that can be mastered in one day.

The boy drooped his head, completely lost energy, thinking that if this continues, he will definitely not be able to find time to go to the Taiping galaxy.

Could it be that he can only go to see Yu during the winter and summer vacations?

No, no, he had to find a way.

The current technology is not good, and the funds may be a little short.

Aircraft and the like do make money, and the initial investment is not small.

Is there any way to make him make money quickly?

Gong Simao ate his dinner absent-mindedly.

Caesar thought that he was trying to divert his attention because he knew the news that Huang Qiao was about to leave: "The verdict on the Medis case has come down."

"Oh." Gong Simao didn't take it seriously at all, thinking that this matter had already ended, and seeing Caesar, he still looked at him, "What's wrong?"

Caesar was even more strange than him: "Aren't you curious about the final verdict?" He didn't tantalize, and said directly, "Ms. Medis was punished for several crimes and sentenced to life imprisonment. Arthur King was sentenced to exile, probably Go incognito, go to a remote planet and start over."

In the whole incident, Mrs. Medis deserved the blame, and Arthurs King still aroused the sympathy of many people, who felt that he was very innocent, but it was just unfortunate that he had such a mother.

After Gong Simao heard the verdict, he frowned slightly: "Shouldn't he be destroyed as an illegal man-made creature? Forget it, respect the court."

Caesar thought that Gong Simao would look at Arthur King in the same way as the outside world, or with a more complicated mood.After all, purely in terms of blood relationship, the two were considered to be of the same father, and Gong Simao had to call Arthurs his elder brother.

Many people think that after Mrs. Medis is disposed of, Gong Simao will be lenient with Arthurs, and even let the "brother" who is more familiar with the family help him quickly master the family.

Even because he held Mrs. Medis's life, he didn't have to worry about Arthurs' betrayal, he was completely the right-hand man who came to his door.

As a result, a living person is just an "illegal artificial creature" to Gong Simao.

The young man smiled at Yan Yan: "I caught a lot of spicy sticks today, and I'll send them to you when I make them into snacks."

The author has something to say:

Si Mao·ω·: Teacher Caracal has her own wifi.

Simao (→_→): Teacher Caracal has facial paralysis.

Caracal ⊙▽⊙: No!

Simao (→_→): Then why do you keep smiling?

Caracal ⊙▽⊙: This is born!