I became a saint in the game

Chapter 13 I have a mink!

"Ok?"

Chen Shicheng looked at the humanized sable in surprise and asked tentatively, "Can you understand me?"

Sable nodded weakly.

"Fuck, it really can, isn't this a spirit!!!"

Chen Shicheng looked at the sable rice dumpling dangling in his hand in shock and disbelief.

He soon realized that this game was about cultivating immortals, so it was not surprising that animals could become spirits.

But it is so amazing that an animal can understand human language. It is comparable to my cat's ability to do backflips, and it instantly aroused his great curiosity.

"What level are you at?"

"Are you also practicing martial arts?"

"Can you speak human language?"

"Are you a male or a female?"

The sable can indeed understand human language, but as it is still in its infancy, its IQ is at the level of a human cub. It can understand the meaning of simple words, but it finds it difficult to understand slightly complex and fast words.

So Chen Shicheng's series of questions made it a little stunned. Its two small black eyes blinked blankly, and it could only look at Chen Shicheng innocently with its mouth slightly open.

"Forget it, I'll just watch it myself!"

Compared with the previous questions, what Chen Shicheng cares most about is the gender of the sable. It would be interesting if this little guy could cultivate successfully and transform into a human form.

Girl with mink ears.

Is there a new track?

Curiously, he turned the sable over and laid it on the bed, and began to adjust the gap of the leather rope with his hands, trying to figure out the gender of the little guy without untying the rope.

At first, Zidiao was wondering what Chen Shicheng was doing, and he bent over and watched his movements curiously.

But when it saw Chen Shicheng actually going straight for its lower body, the hair exposed outside the leather rope instantly exploded, and it struggled and twisted with greater strength than ever before, even the solid wooden bed board was shaken by it.

"Bleeding and skinning warning!" Chen Shicheng said without stopping, "Little thing, you don't want to be made into clothes and hung around your neck, do you?"

Hearing this, the sable stopped struggling instantly, and a picture popped up in its little head. The soft and smooth fur was worn around the neck of a human. The fur reflecting purple light in the sun was so beautiful and gorgeous.

What a pity, that skin is mine!
Thinking of this, the sable shuddered, and its blown-up fur immediately calmed down. The whole mink became listless, and lay on the bed like a puddle of mud, allowing Chen Shicheng to do whatever he wanted.

"Tsk, jeez, I thought it was a plot from Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio."

Chen Shicheng flicked his fingers in disappointment, looked at the sable whose body was covered with the words "I am not clean anymore" and said, "You usually run around without clothes, but now you are shy. Are you hungry? Can I feed you something?"

Hearing the word "food", Zidane, who had been hungry for two days, immediately regained his spirits. He looked at Chen Shicheng and made a coquettish "squeak" sound, without any shyness of being watched just now.

Chen Shicheng shook his head and carried the little thing to the table. He tore off a chicken leg from the remaining Eight Treasures Chicken from last night and placed it in front of it, while he washed his face with the cold water in the copper basin beside him. After wiping his face with the hem of his clothes, he looked back at the sable on the table and couldn't help laughing.

The little guy might be very hungry, so he started to bite the chicken leg frantically when he saw it. As a result, he used too much force and knocked the chicken leg away for some distance.

Now it is trying hard to reach the meat not far away, but unfortunately its neck is not long enough. It is obviously only less than one centimeter away from eating the chicken, but this short one centimeter becomes an insurmountable barrier.

Looking at the cute sable, Chen Shicheng's heart moved.

In fact, he had wanted to have a pet to accompany him a long time ago. After all, every time he took a break, his mobile phone would not receive a single message except for the daily news push.

However, considering that I couldn't take good care of the pets when I went out late every day, I never realized this idea.

Now that he has quit his job, he plans to spend a lot of time playing games every day. It seems like a good idea to raise a sable that can understand human language.

Thinking of this, Chen Shicheng pushed the chicken leg forward and said in a tempting tone, "Is this chicken leg delicious? Do you want to eat this every day in the future?"

The sable was also very considerate and nodded while wolfing down the food.

"In that case, do you want to be my pet? Then you can eat whatever I eat. Isn't that much better than living in the wild with one meal a day and one meal a day?"

Without waiting for Zidane to respond, Chen Shicheng's tone suddenly changed to a sinister one, "Of course, you can disagree, I don't care, but your fate will be miserable. Even if I release you back into the wild and don't sell you to the butcher to skin you and eat your meat, you won't forget what life in the wild is like, right?"

"There are wild beasts everywhere, and there must be some that are higher level than you. Not only do you not have enough to eat every day, but you also have to hide from place to place. You might end up being a meal for an eagle one day. How miserable!"

Chen Shicheng shook his head, looked at Zidane pitifully, and made “tsk tsk” sounds continuously with his mouth.

After a few words, the sable became afraid. It seemed to remember those of its fellow eagles who had been torn into pieces and swallowed by eagles in front of it. It let go of the chicken leg in its mouth and twisted its body restlessly.

After just a short hesitation, Zidane made a decision in her heart. She put on a flattering expression on her little face, tilted her head and started to act coquettishly towards Chen Shicheng, wanting a touch.

Become!

Seeing the sable's behavior, Chen Shicheng shook his fist in his heart. It turned out that this kind of small animal with intelligence but not much intelligence was easy to deceive. If it were a wild cat in reality, it would be impossible to get close to it without being fed for half a month.

"Then I will untie the leather rope on you first. You must not run away or bite me, understand? Otherwise, I will never trust you again!"

Chen Shicheng gave the sable a little reminder, then quickly stepped forward and untied the rope on it.

The sable that regained its freedom shook off the fur that was clinging to its body, turned around twice on the table, stretched its body, raised its tail high, pressed its front body down, stretched its two paws forward as far as possible, and stretched comfortably.

Then he jumped to Chen Shicheng, rubbed his hand on the table with his head tilted, leaving his own scent, and then ran back to the chicken leg and started to eat it.

"Since you are already my mink, I have to give you a name from now on."

Looking at the long and soft body of Zishou, Chen Shicheng hesitated for a moment and made a decision, "From now on, you will be called Latiao!"

What are spicy strips?

Zidiao looked back at Chen Shicheng, not understanding the meaning of the name, but no name was as important as the chicken leg in front of him.

So delicious
(End of this chapter)