Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

Witch Jane opened the window and the black cat snapped in. Her head was on top of Witch Jane's calf.

With overlapping terraces and floating windows on each level of the twin towers, the black cat has been specially trained to jump to the seventh floor without any effort. He is well-nourished with lukewarm fur and grease, and licks his claws at the rabbit from time to time.

Witch Jane picked up the cat, holding the cat with one hand, and the two furry dumplings approached, and the black cat suddenly opened its mouth.

Witch Jane lowered her head.

The black cat is eagerly licking the rabbit's hair.

Witch Jane opened the door and was about to turn around, the black cat clawed like electricity to the rabbit...

Far away, the thin fire is coming back, and I look at this: “Yo, this mop looks a lot like a cat. ”

Between the electric lightning stone fires, the black cat was forced by the witch Jane to carry the back of her neck, pulled from top to bottom into one, and the rumors continued to struggle. Witch Jane greeted the thin fire and had to roll the black cat into a bunch again, rubbing it tight, seriously teaching the black: “This is rabbit, not cat food...”

Meanwhile, South Tower, Bedroom 302.

Redhead was lying on the balcony and complaining to his brother: "The cat is here, but Vega won't flip the sign, we can't help it! Brother Wei not only doesn't flirt with cats, he puts cats out everywhere —— you said the cat usually catches an acquaintance at the base, this Clawson show, who does he know? ”

The other side of the communication was silent, and the redhead was obviously used to this “one-sided” chat: “Where in the lab, is Vega going to be treated for the fourth session? I heard Arjun say that Vega refused to be part of the therapy? Why is that? ”

Opposite, Mao Dongqing opens: “In the fourth session, the attendant helps the patient absorb negative emotions. ”

Redhead: "Ah? But Vega doesn't look like he cares about this cat! Brother Wei doesn't have any feelings for this cat...”

Mao Dongqing said no more: “I will fix this. ”

Redhead: “Hey, what about me? Me! ”

Mao Dongqing: “You go make cat rice. ”

Communication should be suspended by sound.

The redhead had to be turned over and looked in the cupboard, and a box of cats was pulled out and poured with boiling water.

The neighbor next door suddenly meshed and the redhead stretched out his head and said, "Hey, how did it get back! Don't close the door, little witch. Wait for me--”

In the door, the stock guard has been waiting for the rabbit for a long time, just as he was about to reach for the guard: “…"

The redhead squeezed in the door, reached out to pick up the rabbit when he saw the guard, and immediately copied the black cat rolling on the ground and handed it over: “Brother Wei, why don't you hug the cat together? ”

Halfway through the air, Witch Jane's redhead looked at the guard at the same time, like a prince holding a tribute to the pilgrimage. The white rabbit was silly and soft, and the black cat took a two-eyed glow--

The guard didn't move and took over the rabbit indifferently.

Redhead was foolish. The cat was also known as a therapist. Even a rabbit chosen by the Clawson Sea could not compete! The black cat's furious scream and the rabbit's hand when he saw the guard turned into a meow bomb.

As a pet object, the guard leans carelessly on the sofa.

The man just took a bath and his strong muscles didn't fall into the robe from the neck, killing him sexy in the dark light.

Witch Jane trance, where is this pilgrimage - clearly the two princesses are petting the prince, waiting to turn the sign before bed!

The old man rubbed the rabbit in a full mood and seemed to be delighted by the dragon's face... The cat prince was rude, and the witch taught the rabbit prince to be generous and appreciated...

The guardian swept his eyes and did not know where he was going, and the terminal sounded just as he was about to speak.

Witch Jane quickly grabbed the Rabbit Prince, hugged him, looked uncontrollably at the big man's knife to cut the axe contour, near perfect muscle curve - the Witch Princess was once again mesmerized by the beauty, red behind her ears, seven or eight vegetarians, she couldn't help but come and send more cats, or use her rabbit brothers to spoil her...

The man walked into the balcony, closing the door and blocking Witch Jane's gaze.

The South Tower 302 bedroom is more spacious than the North Tower and remains simple to furnish.

There was also a small half cup of water on the table, and a small tablet of medicine packed tin paper was thrown in the paper basket beside it, and the drug name was erased along with the LOGO.

In that compartment, the black cat jumped straight out of the redhead's hand and seemed to finally recognize the facts, continuing to rub her head against Witch's calf belly - like a crippled prince who survived in the crack and tried to please her.

Redhead wondered: “How can you be so stupid as to accompany the treatment...”

Witch Jane heard a word.

At the Floating City training base a month ago, law enforcement officials had referred to "therapeutic companionship”. Indeed, as witch Jane speculated, black cats and guinea pigs are “companions” in the process of emotional repair.

The redhead didn't hide from the witch Jane. She whispered to herself: "Come on, little witch, you bring the cat here, watch over Brother Wei...” Then she drew the cat's paws with her hand ratio: “The attending doctor said to caress - comfort, caress - comfort! ”

”“ How and how can I comfort you? "cried Witch Jane, stumbling.

Redhead: “Press the cat to let Brother Wei touch, or hold the cat's paws to Brother Wei! ”

Witch Jane, this is how she reacts. Redhead says comfort, which means that the cat is not herself - and suddenly she starts to spit on herself, and her thoughts are so... so wrong! Besides, the boss is a kaolin flower, how can you touch it?

Witch Jane looked down at the cat's paws and envied them.

The balcony, the guard hung up with Mao Dongqing.

As soon as she entered the door, Witch Jane grabbed the cat and stood up: "Brother! ”

The softest and best part of the black cat was just emptied out by the witch.

Witch Jane thinks very simple, the boss doesn't love cats, but the treatment needs cats, so she needs to prepare herself well for the boss!

Black cats are slightly fat, their shoulder blades move frequently, their tenderness is moderate, and their disadvantages are that they run as soon as they touch; small rows of cats are rich in marbled fat, but the cat's bones are clammy; the cat's legs are thin, but they are stepped on and dusty; the cat's stomach is not allowed to touch them; there are also ribs on both sides of the spine, and the plush is fine and soft and warm -

Witch Jane quickly turned the black cat to a 30-degree angle to make it easier for the big man to touch Meow Sharon or Meow Felix.

Stand down.

Rough, dry hands fall to the side of the black cat ridge, fingers are long and stable, index finger first joint and tiger mouth gun cocoon thick, spread over oily, slippery fur, as clean as loading the gun.

Witch Jane sneaks at the old man's hand from time to time.

The man came and looked at the witch Jane.

Juveniles have a sweet smell after bathing, and when you hold the cat like a domesticated animal, you get a slight itch from your finger to the bottom of your heart. Little round faces are so soft and red that they don't seem to dare to resist, even plants can roll him up and bully him enough - to escape faster than rabbits.

Give me a kiss and the next second you'll be gone.

This little thing I found on the pier slowly picked up the sword, took the crown and exposed the steel teeth.

Reach for the guard and press on the little curly hair that is soaked with water vapor. As the mood of the same tank of dead water fluctuated, it was again softened by the touch ironing of the palm of the hand, and the conversation flashed back a few minutes ago.

- "In the next treatment session, we usually recommend that the adjuvant treater help absorb negative emotions and deal with environmental stress. ”

- “Not required. “

Witch Jane was suddenly touched in the head and had a mess in her head.

The boss is rewarding the little brother again... the boss's hands are so warm... no! I'm here to fool the cat! Must show trusted boyfriend strength! Can't be touched so easily!

The guardian pressed his witch's head against himself with a messy curly hair. The action was irresistible.

- "With the consent of the person being treated, we can guarantee the safety of the person accompanying the treatment...”

"This has nothing to do with him. ”

Witch Jane opened her eyes.

The fiery familiar breath poured in perfectly, the teenager held the cat, and the cat's two fillies were affixed to his chest on one side and to the big man's ribs on the other.

The teenager's lips were soft and shallow, as if they were attracting hunters to plunder. Weishi's hands held on to the teenager's back brains tightened and his eyes flashed with emotion.

The third session starts in two weeks and ends in four weeks.

Up to one month--

Men lean down without a sign.

Witch Jane's neck reflected red, but was held hostage when she was defended and she dared not move. The boss's fiery exhale cauterized redness on his shoulder, and the room was almost as quiet as possible - a rhythmic meow in his arms, a humming footstep in the hallway outside the door, and the sound of redheads making cat rice bells rumbling.

The bodyguard had no expression and sucked a sip of warm, roasted rabbit essence.

“Next month, Floating City Fall Festival.” Men suddenly talk.

Witch Jane hasn't cooled her head down yet, so she nodded with a chicken pecker.

The guardian raised his eyebrows.

“ Big brother, have fun? ”Witch Jane said, suddenly reacting:“ Me and I can go? ”

Horseman nodded.

Witch Jane immediately rejoiced like a little friend announcing an autumn trip, without noticing a glimmer of light in the eyes of a man. He was agitated, his elbows tightened, and the black cat was dissatisfied with the claws.

Witch Jane quickly adjusted her posture and envied a black cat.

It's good to be a cat! You can get sucked by the boss!

So in the next minute, while the old man turned back to drink water kung fu, Witch Jane buried her head and took a sip. It's the same cat as the old man!

In the last half hour before the curfew, the two men checked the existing knockout clues in the bedroom, while the guard also checked the training results of the witches - not to mention the identity of the Bao Years instructor.

Witch Jane wants to delay in the big man's bedroom for whatever reason. Go around behind the big man later, wipe and touch in the bedroom later, diligently like a field trainer, in pursuit of the utmost diligence. Until the lights went out in the twin towers, he held the rabbit who was nestled in the floating window and remembered.

South tower stairwell.

Witch Jane walked steadily from the third floor to the fourth floor, one step at a time to the fifth floor, then pulled her legs and jumped in and out of joy.

The practitioner who was brushing his teeth downstairs looked up in confusion and only mumbled and rinsed his mouth half the day: “In the middle of the night, what are you excited about? ”

The penultimate week before the knockout was over in training.

When the handout turns to the last page, the last trainee crosses the Vine Barrier within 20 minutes, and the base door is once again full of suspended buses, and the long-overdue vacation arrives quietly.

Three more days of the seven days off need to be reported back to work. In the last four days, Bai Moonlight walked out of the company building - after adapting to the high training rhythm, there was nothing for a moment.

Good thing Zoe made a decision quickly, dragging the three of us straight to the zoo.

“Look carefully, watch carefully, it's vital for the next game…" Zoe ordered half and frowned at Caesar, who fought across the glass and apes.

Caesar shouted, "See anything! ”

Zoe: “I see. Put you in there and swap out the gorillas. I don't think the breeders will be able to spot you for a few trips. ”

Vegetation flourishes in the zoo, and the central control system continuously delivers heating inward. Several sunglasses were heavily armed and quickly attracted the attention of passers-by. Before the Clawson Show audience arrived, Witch Jane rushed into the reptile exhibition hall with her teammates.

Comodore lizards, who were feeding their gods, swallowed it.

Caesar was racing against the lizards, while Zoe and Wenlin whispered about the toxicity, speed, and weakness of the giant lizards in front of them - until the administrator was suspicious.

Witch Jane gently affixed her palms to the glass, carefully observed the size and gait of the giant lizard, and followed her teammates away for a long time.

A week later.

The Clawson Show Base is once again busy from silence, with players returning, and the Twin Towers are empty.

The baggage was unloaded from the suspended cars of various entertainment companies and was not transported back to the tower by robots, but was sent directly to a starship parked in a nearby small starport, where the "beheaded meal” prior to the fourth elimination round would also be served.

Before boarding, the practitioners were drawn under the auspices of the program PD. Fixed teams are scattered - players will not be informed of their teammates until the moment they land on the field in 6 hours.

Before the connection port.

Witch Jane finally checked the supplies - 4-hour respiratory filtration unit, basic 6.3 oz anesthesia gun, magnesium strips, flannel, parachute and warm protective clothing.

Witch Jane walked into the quarantine zone, and Clawson Medical's nurse sneered at him after checking the antibodies and stamped him free.

Inside the starship, the view is flashy.

The floor-to-ceiling windows are clean and bright, and you can see the shrinking star harbor outside the window from the dining table, and the sparks that friction the outer layer of the ship's materials with the atmosphere.

Breakfast is rich and unprecedented.

A spoonful of truffled abalone sautéed sea cucumber was poured into the rice by Witch Jan Mo.

Clawson show staff and mentors are as relaxed and enjoyable as outings compared to talented athletes.

The program PD and blood pigeons chose to dash away from work welfare tow home, starship strollers, children to the pet dog messed up the place, Xiangxiang was talking with the assistant worried: “I am not suitable to see dinosaurs, will the dress collide with the original ancestral bird...”

The player beside “…" was nervous and obviously not confident that he would find food after the start of the game, even though he was already burping.

5 hours 46 minutes.

Another pale blue planet suddenly magnifies in view - the planet is not big in diameter, surrounded by atmosphere, dozens of satellites surrounded and fully prepared for the show.

The ship wipes thin atmospheres and the coating is subject to heat troubles.

Inside the cabin, Witch Jane quickly pulled up her battle suit, put her backpack on, and crashed shoulder encouragement with the nearest Wenlin.

6 hours 12 minutes.

The hatch door opens and the constant pressure device slowly evacuates the player's seat.

Witch Jane put on a breath filtration device and slightly curved her fingers for a moment before she jumped.

The air is slightly cool and damp.

Starlight is disappearing into the shadows of the planet's motion - meaning that the first challenge in the fourth elimination round is night.

Witch Jane leaped.

The air whistled in his ears, the pristine dense forest at dusk beneath him, the river running through the terrain, and the mountains were filled with creepy beasts.

Meereen is more monotonous than I thought. Witch Jane opened her umbrella and looked halfway through the sky, barely recognizing several species - the big weird Fern, Stone Pine, Su Tie.

After a few minutes, the hand-held team communication device finally turned on. Parachutes continue to fall in the sky at great distances between players.

Communication equipment is poorly coded, resembles an ancient telegraph, and can only be exchanged between teammates using the Moss code. In the newsletter, Witch Jane reported the estimated position, negotiated a landing point with her random drawing of lots, and then quickly landed and marched to the river.

The breeze swept through and the fern groves roared.

All the plants here are flowerless, with a monotonous gray black, dark brown and green field of view. The wind on the back of the hand is wet and cold, and the forest occasionally sees a crawler whose name cannot be named.

Fern plants grow wildly in a frightening posture, representing at least 28% oxygen in the air, and the Oxygen environment in Youwo can produce any massive, wildly grown object.

Respiratory filtration equipment flashes slightly, indicating that there are also several times more carbon dioxide in the air.

This is paradise for beasts, but hell for humans with fragile respiratory systems.

Witch Jane was precise and quickly touched the bank of the river. There was a man holding his backpack, nervous about the code: “Bao, abalone fried sea cucumber? ”

Witch Jane almost had fun at first glance, and this teammate was the big brother who forcibly filled several glasses of water in the last knockout festival.

Witch Jane hurried to the next sentence: "Eat and fly! ”

The big brother finally relieved himself, three steps and two steps to go to Witch Jane. He was quite satisfied with the results of the drawing of lots. Hurry up and kiss his ass: “With Witch Brothers flying, we're done! ”

A month later, I heard the big brother's face called "Witch Brother” again, and Witch Jane still couldn't react for half a day.

“Don 't--” Witch Jane said.

By the ear, the rubbing sound of the plastic bag comes from afar.

Two other teammates landed in the distance, no other parachutes were seen nearby, and there were no plastic bags on the original planet.

Or rather than a plastic bag, it's more like a wing-film drummer.

Seems to be halfway through the air, behind the neck, with long, narrow wings trembling. Witch Jane can even replenish the vast reticulated, brightly red, congested mesh of wings.

The big brother's pupil shrunk, looked behind the witch Jane, then shook his hands and pulled a gun!

Witch Jane suddenly turned around.

Buried footage near the riverbank was activated at the same time, and quantum satellites 400 kilometres from the ground were steered under the control of the photographic crew.

At this time, the entire Clawson Working Group was stationed smoothly at the base, not yet covered by the shadow of starlight, and the ship was slowly moving away.

The planet behind us is like a lonely island in a galaxy.

Satellites, rubble belts hang around isolated islands, there are hidden currents brewing in the atmosphere - showing that seemingly primitive ecological facts are artificially cultivated, even the refraction of starlight is fine-tuned.

Shooting base.

The timer drips.

The playboy looked at the terminal: “It's going to rain. ”

Dusk is about to fade and clouds gather near the riverbank. Under surveillance, Witch Jane's teammates burst into terrible screams--

The PD taps the table: "Hurry up! Enough live traffic. What am I gonna teach you? ”

Little theatrical affairs rushed up, commanded the camera to pull the lens, falsified the background, and the subtitle duang had to pop up right in the middle of the screen:

“Clawson's fourth knockout, sponsored by Evolutionary Scale Ecological Transformation Laboratory - Genesis, Meteorology and Renewal. ”

Thank you! (◎_◎;), Rocket gun ~

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Two days off. Thank you, angel. Too warm, QAQ.

Give everyone a hug with this lovely little dinosaur!

Hard work, no fail, thanks!