White belly, or no white belly, this is a Schrödinger problem.

From three o'clock in the afternoon to six o'clock in the afternoon, Zheng Qing changed four or five postures on the 'throne', from the majestic and domineering leopard to the lazy dog, and then gave up the treatment and exposed his half-pulled belly sideways, and finally simply rolled into a ball. The posture changed one after another, but in the end it did not wait for the mysterious sender.

But it seems right to say that there is no white stomach. Because on the day of the first meeting of the new semester, the cats made a new tribute to him, the king of cats, according to their inherent habits.

There are not many tributes, but they are varied and their values vary greatly.

For example, the Ragdoll cat, I don't know where to find him a piece of emerald, although it is only the size of a fingernail, but it is worth a lot of money, and the black cat's eyes are shining - the reason why he says 'again' is because Zheng Qing vaguely remembers that the opal last time was also paid tribute by this Ragdoll cat. This made him deeply suspect that the master of the Ragdoll was a rich man from Alpha Academy.

Another example is the forest cat with a scar on its face, and what was offered to Zheng Qing was a bitten flesh and blood blurred Ran Yi. It is a fish with a snake head and six legs and eyes like horse ears. It is said that this fish can brighten the eyes and ward off evil spirits when eaten. Of course, these effects are like the need for a student to throw soot over his left shoulder when he enters the Hundred Herb Garden, but it is just an old legend that is not supported by professional wizard papers.

Referring to the multiple scars on the forest cat's face, Zheng Qing had reason to suspect that this relic was the spoils of war that the forest cat had siphoned off from the recent outbreak of the Kuroshio in Beta.

Although Zheng Qing didn't plan to eat this releature, he still smiled happily. This kind of hunting can be completely digested internally, for example, he can give this fish to Xin Fatzi to mix potions, or give it to Lin Guo as alchemy raw materials. No matter how bad it is, it can be hung in D&K, sold as prey, and make a little money.

If the above two tributes have some value, the gifts paid by the other cats are a bit less cat-like.

For example, there was a round English short that brought Zheng Qing a small roll of fresh catnip, and a bobtail cat that brought Zheng Qing a fat mouse - it should remember the task that Zheng Qing issued a few months ago, thinking that his tribute was great, and looked left and right when he paid tribute, and was triumphant.

The tribute of the cats was swift and methodical, starting with the high-status cats, one by one, in order to a small open space under the black cat's 'throne', leaving their respective gifts, and bowing away.

In the entire cat group, the only one who has not yet offered Zheng Qing is the little white cat lying beside him.

For some reason, after seeing the little white cat again, Zheng Qing felt that its temper was much worse, and kicked him from the center of the throne to the edge at every turn, and grinned at him from time to time, and let out threatening cries in his throat.

Fortunately, our black cat is a generous black cat, a black cat that has escaped from low-level fun, and will not be furious because of a little white cat's slight rudeness.

Of course, there is a limit to any tolerance, and principled things – such as tribute – cannot be passed lightly.

"Knock knock!"

The black cat popped out a paw and knocked on the trunk of the tree underneath the little white cat.

Directly below him was a small pile of tributes of all kinds, and on the right was a very bad-tempered little white cat lying among the branches. At this moment, the other members of the cat-fruit tree had already paid their gifts and hung back on the branches and treetops. Only the little white cat has not yet provided tribute to Zheng Qing.

This made the black cat slightly displeased.

"Knock knock!"

Seeing that the little white cat ignored his hints, Zheng Qing patiently knocked on the trunk of the tree again, and at the same time hooked his tail, and the tip of the tail pointed to the small pile of gifts under him, signaling the little white cat to be clever - he had already decided that as long as the little white cat gave him tribute, he would pinch his nose and accept it even if it was a leaf.

Jiang Xiaomei took a deep breath.

There was a faint lingering fragrance of catnip in the air, which slightly stirred up her emotions. The smell came from a tribute from a short British to a black cat, which was now lying in a small clearing under the cat's fruit tree.

Ever since the black cat appeared under the cat's fruit tree and looked around, her heart had become chaotic. Reason told her that while the black cat didn't find out her identity, it was the right way to stay away early.

But her intuition made her just want to clean up the black cat, such as those subconscious cat kicks.

When the black cat motioned for her to pay the tribute, Jiang Xiaomei was seriously thinking about whether it was possible for the paper crane she had sent before to reveal her identity - the letter was written by a simple alchemy doll and sent through that doll, and the doll had been destroyed, so naturally her identity would not be revealed; as for the paw print at the end of the letterhead, she grabbed a mouse and pressed it.

As for the mouse, it was already lying in the belly of the forest cat.

The black cat's 'knock' sound interrupted Jiang Kitten's train of thought, making her a little displeased.

She tilted her head, looked at the point where the black cat's tail pointed, yawned disdainfully, stretched, and staggered to her feet—this cat's affairs are complicated, so I won't wait!

The black cat raised his head vigilantly, fearing that the little white cat would kick him again.

The little white cat ignored his vigilance, but jumped into the leap and deftly jumped from the throne of the cat's fruit tree. Then she leaned in front of Zheng Qing's pile of tributes and sniffed, and in the eyes of the black cat's gradually widening eyes, she picked up the small emerald gem and ran away.

Run, run away?!

The black cat stood up in shock, in a daze in the cold wind.

Didn't it pay tribute to itself? Why did it pick a tribute and run away? Is there still a royal law? Is there still a law?!

The other cats in the cat-fruit tree were oblivious to the little white cat's behavior of taking the emerald. Anyway, the tribute has already been handed in, and other things have nothing to do with them.

The cold wind swept through the treetops, and the hairballs swayed on the branches, just like the messy mood of the black cat at the moment.

This bad mood was not eased until she accompanied Yelena to the 214 dance held by Jiuyou Academy in the evening.

"What is this?" Elena wore a long dress with tassels at the hem, and her long burgundy hair was rarely tied behind her head, revealing her fair neck and shoulders, which was dazzling. She took the box wrapped in colored paper by Zheng Qing, tore open the ribbon on it, and took out the thick rune, with a hint of surprise on her face: "Wow! It turned out to be a full set of basic runes...... In the entire Nine Colleges and No, among the students of the entire First University, it is estimated that you are the only one who can give such a gift!"

As she spoke, the witch tilted her head and gave the boy a surprise kiss.

After the kiss, she tucked the talisman into her small bag and glanced at the wizard with a smile: "I thought you would give me another gem...... Compared to those small stones, I think this kind of gift is more heartfelt. ”

At the mention of gems, Zheng Qing's mood that had just floated suddenly plummeted, and he fell back into the mud.