Rules Strange Story: My Family is Not Normal

The flames in the shelter burned for several hours before they stopped.

After the flame stopped, the protective cover around Zhou Bai's body burst open.

He was finally able to leave his original position and come out for some activities.

He raised his head and looked at the shelter that had become unrecognizable.

He stretched out his paw and scratched his head.

After turning into a cat, everything in this shelter seems to have grown a lot bigger.

He planted his paws on the ground, ready to move his position.

His limbs fell on the ground, and he touched the floor lightly with the pads of his feet.

Then he withdrew his paw, stretched it out in front of his eyes with a puzzled expression, and examined it carefully.

This is what it feels like to be a cat.

He lowered his paws to the ground again, slowly adapting to his new body while walking.

At the critical moment, he completely forgot about himself.

Without going through the brain, he is using this body completely by his own instinct.

He didn't start to feel awkward until he had settled down now.

With such a small paw, how will they fight in the future?

Zhou Bai thought of this, raised his paw, and hit the wall next to him forcefully.

Then the whole wall fell down.

With his claws, Zhou Bai waved the dust brought out by the falling wall.

Then walk away satisfied.

It seems that although the claws are small, they are still very powerful.

This is barely a consolation.

I just don't know, is there any way I can restore it to its original state?

Looking at his curly and black hair, Zhou Bai was thinking in distress.

If Zhou Bai can recover, is there hope for other mutated humans?

As he thought about it, he then turned his gaze to the seven scorched black corpses clinging to each other.

Then lowered his eyes.

It's a pity that even if there is hope, it will never have anything to do with them.

The gate of the shelter had been burned to the point that only a frame remained.

And the bows and crossbows outside, which were originally erected on the residential buildings, have long since disappeared.

On the street, the corpse of the pig-head chef was still lying there alone.

Occasionally, the wind blows, blowing the dead leaves on the trees, floating and falling into the soil.

Zhou Bai looked at the dead leaves that fell in the soil.

Then he raised his cat's paw and walked towards the door.

On the left and right sides of the shelter, except for a tree, there is only a large piece of dirt.

Zhou Bai's cat's paw landed on the dirt, and he walked around in a circle, estimating the area of ​​the dirt.

Then he walked to the middle of the muddy ground, using his cat paws to keep digging the ground.

His cat's paws were soon covered with mud.

His hair, which was already scorched black, looked even blacker now.

Behind him is the same dark house.

The sun was above his head.

The fierce sunlight cast all over his little figure who kept pawing the ground.

Zhou Bai didn't stop his movements. He used his cat's claws to dig until the sun was about to go down, and then he dug out 8 holes in the mud.

He looked at the eight pits in front of him, then turned around and walked back into the house.

The 7 corpses still maintained the posture of snuggling together.

Zhou Bai used his muddy paws to separate them and let them lie flat on the ground.

Then he used his small body to drag them one by one into the pit.

Until the sun goes down completely and the moon hangs high in the sky.

In front of Zhou Bai, eight small hills appeared.

He patted the dirt off his paws and found some planks nearby.

Then with two paws, holding a small knife, crookedly carved words on the wooden board.

"This tomb belongs to Director Lin."

Zhou Bai was delighted to find that he was still able to speak.

So holding the claw of the knife, he gestured harder on the wooden board.

If you look carefully, you can see the large characters "a beloved person" engraved on the wooden board.

Zhou Bai looked at the wooden board under his cat's paw with satisfaction, and then inserted it in front of a small hill.

Then he picked up another plank.

"This tomb belongs to Director Lin's daughter."

Then on this piece of wood, engraved, "Father's good daughter".

This piece of wood was also inserted by Zhou Bai towards the front of a small hill next door.

"This tomb is gray-headed."

Zhou Bai recalled the information in the file, and with a smile engraved on it, "A cutest old naughty boy".

"This one belongs to that big-mouthed bird."

In Zhou Bai's mind, he recalled his overall chattering appearance.

Then on the wooden board in front of you, engrave, "a naughty little boy".

Next, the nightingale's plank.

"The Girl Who Sings the Most Beautifully".

As for the tombs of Xiao Hei and Baozi, Zhou Bai put them together on purpose.

I hope they can still play games together in the future.

As for their wooden signs.

It is engraved with "a qualified fitness instructor" and "hardworking fitness student" respectively.

The huge corpse of the pig-head chef was also dragged by Zhou Bai from the street.

However, he doesn't have a file.

So Zhou Bai could only use his own knowledge to carve on his wooden sign, "a chef who cooks delicious food", these big characters.

After finishing all this, Zhou Bai said to the eight small hills.

"Goodbye, friends."

Then I walked back to the shelter and fell asleep on the ground from exhaustion.

The entire house has now been burned to a hollow shell by the flames.

There was no food in it at all.

And there are empty streets around here.

As for the place where the bow and crossbow were placed, Zhou Bai was afraid that if he approached, he would be pierced by thousands of arrows.

Therefore, Zhou Bai didn't eat a single bite of food all day.

Pooh!

This day off, where is the benefit?

This game is really not caring at all.

Zhou Bai angrily scolded this strange world in his heart.

Then I found a corner, curled up my body, and fell asleep.

The next morning, the sun shone on Zhou Bai's body.

Zhou Bai had nothing to eat and nothing to do, so he didn't want to get up at all.

Turned over, basked in the sun, and continued to sleep comfortably.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, the mechanical sound rang on time.

[The dungeon of "Defense of the Wu Clan" is about to start, please get ready. 】

[The Wu family is facing a huge crisis that may be extinct. 】

【Chosen ones, in this dungeon, find the reason why the Wu family is attacked by unknown creatures every night. 】

[And help them successfully resist seven rounds of attacks. 】

As soon as the mechanical sound ended, the darkened live broadcast rooms in other countries lit up again.

It's just that they unified into a cat this time and were thrown into a wilderness.

Many of the chosen ones who were not mentally prepared for this looked around in panic.

What was different from them was that in the live broadcast room of Great Xia Kingdom, all the viewers stared blankly at a scorched black cat, curled up into a ball, still sleeping with eyes closed.

Zhou Bai also heard the mechanical announcement.

It's just that the hunger made him drowsy.

So he told himself, for another five minutes, after five minutes, he must open his eyes.

At this time, a young girl's voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Little black cat, don't you have a home?

Otherwise, I'll take you home. "

Zhou Bai felt himself being hugged by a pair of small hands.

He opened his eyes and wanted to say to the little girl in front of him, "I am a white cat! A white cat!"

But looking at his scorched paws, after thinking about it, he still shut up.