Lazy Cliché

At the entrance of the East Residential Area of Chuhua University, Gatekeeper Uncle received a phone call and, after pulling open the window, bellowed energetically towards the small grove not far away, "Heitan, your mom says it’s time to come home for dinner!"
Whoosh—
A black cat shot out from the dense underbrush on the other side of the small grove and sprinted towards a certain building, disappearing into the stairwell in the blink of an eye.
Following it, one after another, cat heads popped up from beyond the underbrush. It was mealtime, and each cat was heading back to its own home, return to its own family's side...
Some say cats are the only creatures in the world where the whole species is mad – what do you think?
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The mind of a twenty-years-old man trapped in the body of the cat, challenges and adventures were just getting started!

Strange Life of a Cat

The people around couldn't help but exclaim upon hearing this.


As everyone praised him, Boss Liu felt even prouder. He coughed, restrained the smile on his face, and with the air of a professional expert, he said, "However, when it comes to dogs for hunting, the choice of dog really depends on the terrain and location. Are you hunting in the plains or the hills? Small hills or Dashan? Different terrains require different hunting dogs. For example, if you take a Xi Quan to hunt in Dashan, it won't be able to handle a wild boar; you'd need a big dog like the Casro. But if you use a dog fit for Dashan to catch foxes or hares in the plains, it might not be fast enough... But then again, honestly, as long as the dog suits you, that's what matters."


Then a bunch of people nearby agreed, saying, "Yes, yes, yes."


"Boss Liu, what's a Xi Quan?" someone selling vegetables at a nearby stall asked.


Chapter 382: Picking the Leftovers_2