Before the wormhole came, Zhuiyu was sitting in the newspaper office drinking tea with the editor on this sunny day.

"Did you know that people from KCB TV station came here recently to inquire about you?"

As the newspaper editor spoke, he looked through the photos he had taken. In addition to monsters, there were also some landscape photos of other dangerous places.

But to be honest, the editor-in-chief thinks that this person is okay when shooting monsters or Ultraman, but when shooting landscapes, it is a bit difficult to explain, and he always seems to be unable to grasp the key points.

"Looking for me? Why are you looking for me?" Zhuiyu looked confused, then thought of the trio on the TV station.

"I seem to be trying to recruit you. After all, you have a really keen sense of smell when monsters appear." The editor said, seeing a photo of a huge monster crawling in a dark environment.

This monster is like a dragon, with its head facing the camera and eight tails hovering behind it. Each tail has a dragon head, all looking in the direction of the camera. Its nine pairs of eyes are glowing in the darkness.

The editor-in-chief had to admit that he was a little frightened when he saw it. There was even an eternal majesty and solemnity conveyed through the photo, which made his heart beat faster involuntarily.

"Ha, soliciting——"

"What's this?!"

Just when Zhui Yu was about to speak, the editor excitedly handed over the photo and asked.

Compared with other monsters with clear and bright pictures, this dragon-headed monster with only half of its body exposed in the dark environment shocked him even more.

Zhuiyu took one look and shouted: "Oh, this is..."

I accidentally washed it out without noticing.

He reached out to take the photo back, but the editor seemed to have anticipated his behavior and quickly retracted his hand to hide the photo, and asked hesitantly: "Is this true?"

"Fake." Zhuiyu said seriously.

"..." You said it so seriously that I felt it was true.

The editor picked up the pile of photos on the table and put them away, saying, "I want them all!"

Even those landscape photos that were pieced together to make up the numbers are all gone.

Seeing that the young man still had a reluctant look on his face, the editor thought for a while and reluctantly said: "More money!"

"make a deal!"

The two reached an agreement and the cooperation continued to be friendly and pleasant.

After ignoring this, the editor asked slowly: "Where did you take all these photos?"

Not to mention the monsters that have appeared before, there are some monsters that the public has never seen before. This guy has photographed a lot of them, which gives him the feeling that the earth is full of monsters.

"I was just wandering around, running around, and suddenly I saw something. You know, this earth is really full of monsters." Zhuiyu smiled ambiguously.

The editor curled his lips and was about to say something else, when the young man opposite him suddenly stood up and looked out the window.

"What's wrong?"

"I'll leave for a while and get the money when I come back."

After the young man finished speaking, he pushed away the stool and ran out quickly. The editor was stunned for a moment and quickly followed him out, but there was no one left in the corridor.

Somewhat inexplicably, he imitated the young man's actions and looked up. The sky was filled with white clouds, the wind was sunny, and there was nothing unusual about it. It was a very good weather today.

"What a strange person."

The editor-in-chief shook his head and returned to the office to take out the photos he had just taken out and continue to appreciate them. But not long after, there was a loud bang outside, and the three-story office building seemed to shake, making him tremble in fright.

I quickly ran out to check the situation and saw smoke coming out from behind the building not far away. The people on the street looked confused and had no idea what was going on.

Did someone’s gas tank explode?

The editor-in-chief thought vaguely, but at least something happened to him, so he breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in the office.

At this time, where the smoke was floating, there was a huge hole in the open space, as if it was caused by a falling meteorite. Fortunately, it was relatively remote here and there was no damage around it.

After the smoke dissipated, people gathered around the pothole found that there was nothing inside.

Not long after, official ground troops came and sealed the place.

Not far from the crater, there were some shaky figures walking on the wall.

"I'm dizzy... damn, I'm really knocked out..."

The staggering person shook her head in pain. After seeing the bright and bright sunshine in front of her, she walked out of the shadow under the wall.

After coming into the sun, the tall figure gradually shrank, and finally turned into a small, dark gray-haired milk cat.

Lying quietly in the bright sunshine for a while, the gray hair on its body was gradually illuminated, and finally turned into white crystal hair, as holy as an angel.

Looking at the white hair on his body, the little cat shook his body with satisfaction. His crystal clear blue eyes were shining. He stared at the office building in front of him for a while. Then he ran over excitedly, his pace revealing.

With unspoken excitement.

The editor-in-chief was putting all the photos into a document bag when suddenly a little white kitten jumped out of the window and landed on the table.

He was stunned for a moment, not even realizing how such a small cat jumped up to the second floor.

At this time, the little white cat jumped up again and took off the document bag in his hand. The photos inside were not sealed yet and were scattered on the floor.

"Where did the cat come from?!" The editor came to his senses and grabbed the little white cat with one hand, trying to hold down the troublemaker.

However, no matter how he scratched it, the cat could deftly shuttle between his palms, step on the photos on the ground excitedly, and shrug its nose from time to time, as if it was sniffing something.

"Stop jumping, I'll give you canned fish!" Dozens of photos were scattered throughout the office. The editor-in-chief grabbed the cat with gritted teeth while picking it up.

Zhuiyu, who failed to pass through the wormhole and returned angrily to get the money, saw this rather funny scene when he came in.

The editor-in-chief who was played around by a cat.

When Zhui Yu pushed the door open and came in, the cat that jumped up to avoid the palm suddenly stepped on the air and flashed past. It magically turned around in the air and jumped towards Zhui Yu's face.

Zhuiyu quickly turned sideways, and with a pop, the little cat hit the door panel behind him.

"What's going on?" Zhuiyu picked up the photos scattered at his feet and also picked up a small ice cube.

"The cat jumped in from nowhere. It jumped around as soon as it arrived." The editor said helplessly, took the photo he handed over, put it back into the document bag, and continued: "Look at it, it is quite clean, it should be

It’s the house cat that ran away.”

"Meow!!"

After shaking its dazed head, the little white cat jumped up, hooked its claws on Zhui Yu's clothes, climbed all the way up to his shoulders, and then scratched his neck.

"Wow, so fierce!" Seeing this, the editor-in-chief next to him stretched out his hand to help Zhuiyu get the cat down.

However, the little white cat turned around and quickly reached the young man's other shoulder.

Zhuiyu smiled and said: "Forget it, I will send it directly to a nearby pet shelter later and let them help find the owner."

"Okay, sorry for the trouble." The editor-in-chief saw that he didn't seem to be disgusted, so he didn't say anything more and took out some calculated compensation from the drawer and gave it to him.

This time it was double the price. The editor-in-chief still feels very distressed, but thinking about those photos, I feel it is worth it.

After leaving the newspaper office, Zhui Yu was walking on the road. He took out the little white cat that was either nibbling or scratching him by the scruff of its neck, poked the cat's head, and said with a smile: "Which pet shelter do you like, I'll send it to you."

You go over."

"Meow meow meow!!!" The little white cat struggled hard and stared at him with a pair of ice blue eyes.

"You don't want to go to the petting shelter?"

"Meow meow!!"

"Are you a wild cat?"

"Meow!!"

Facing the finger that poked his head again, the little white cat stretched out his paws to hug it, and then started to bite it hard.

Bastard light person! You are the wild cat!

"Then I will adopt you temporarily and give you a name. Since your hair is so beautiful, why not call you Zog, the Angel of Destruction?"

Little white cat: "..."

I didn't know who Zog was before, but I do now.

Tell me! What is your relationship with that ugly dragon?!
Chapter completed!