Chapter 64 Intermission 11 (1/1)

Chapter 64 Interreeted by the weak, soft light fro hub Since he did not sleep the day before and the erratic sleep pattern that followed, his biological clock of sleeping from 4 am to noon that he had built over time was thrown for a loop

At 2:30 aical connection and stepped out of the hub because he was struck by a sudden writing inspiration Opening the door, he took the first step and felt a ball of soooey and soft under his feet…

At the ti his socks In the short moment, he already came to the correct deduction

”If this is not cat poop…” He lowered his head ”What else could it be‽”

Twenty minutes later, he wiped the floor clean, washed the socks, and sat on the co at Arthas, who looked at hi These days, personal privacy was a coood sound proof syste hbors knocking on his door

Arthas' eyes released a green light in the dark, and looking at it for too long would be rather scary Feng Bujue stared at the cat for a while before sighing ”I'll deal with you tomorrow”

He chased the cat off the table and opened the co He had not even started the draft for that month's Hapless Detective and his Cat, so since he had soht as wellThe issue with the Ano Bujue feel conflicted ”If the mere existence of a lifefor of its existence be?”

This question circled around the rasp the answer, he would write about it inside his work—not because he was hoping to get the answer fros were unanswerable—he wasthe conundruht up in an unsolvable problem, he would turn that problem that affected one person into one that affected ed into the sahest state of har benefit to oneself

Of course, Feng Bujue could not write about his actual experience froame in his story, so he had to set up a different plot to tell the Ano it into an arc within the Hapless Detective and his Cat

Ti When he dreay from the story, he realized that the sun was already up, and the draft that he needed for thisBujue naturally could not have finished the whole draft within those five to six hours; he wasthe fra step After co in the content, editing, and then proof-reading! The editor would handle the quality control, but nor He was one who valued his writing quality

It was a Sunday, and the weather was nice To Feng Bujue's knowledge, wang Tanzhi would volunteer at the kindergarten every Sunday, or to use Feng Bujue's oords, it was to 'spendBujue did not feel the same fire for voluntary work Coot involved in things like that… it was more likely for hi of Feng Bujue, the police station in his neighborhood knew his naendary character there For cases like abirth to a cat, a child suddenly gaining the ability to s telekinesis, crop circles, oras so supernatural, it was the right thing to find Feng Bujue Usually, either he was responsible for it, it was related to him, or at the very least, he would be able to help theht that this was not that bad For so others for help but illing to give others help, instead of saying that he was helping others, it wasneeded' To put it siical thought had nothing to do with a sense of social justice—it was oing to be a free day for Feng Bujue again He only had gotten two hours sleep the previous night, and it was a dreaame Then he continued to write until dawn By then, he was quite sleepy He yawned and crawled back to bed

When he woke up, it was already noon This tilanced to see if there were newly buried 'mines' from Arthas beside his bed Thankfully, there were none, but he quickly ran into another when he walked into the living room

As one who had once had a cat, he had the solution First, he dragged Arthas to its creation and used both of his hands to hold the cat's face to the feces Then, before its eyes, he used a paper napkin to pick up the thing and placed it inside the litter box He led Arthas to the litter box and patted its head toBujue had tried to use this method when he was small to train his pet to use the human toilet, but it had ended with a failure Reality proved that the flushi+ng toilet was not designed with a cat in mind If they were not careful, they would slip, and well…

After cleaning up the mess, he went to cook noodles for hi breakfast yesterday, and Feng Bujue was literally penniless Thankfully, he had Master Bao and Xiao Tan to treat him to two meals earlier to fill his stomach nicely For the next nine days, until the next et his book royalties, those chances would not show up again, so he had to follow his meal rations closely and satisfy himself with soup noodles daily

”Meow…” Arthas looked at Feng Bujue, as cooking It seeood and wanted a part of it

Feng Bujue lowered his head to look at it ”Your cat food is far more delicious than this”

Arthas seemed to understand hi

TenBujue carried his noodles to the coed into the forum for Thriller Paradise Since who knehen, he had adopted the habit of watching or chatting when he ate, or else it would feel like he asting his life

He just slurped down the first bunch of noodles when his eyes landed on the screen, and the first sentence at the top of foruh the noodles out

”As the nu Closed Beta has passed ten percent of the total number of players, the server is now closed We will perforht hours and reveal the official Open Beta Thank you”