Understanding again!
It rubbed its head madly against his pant leg, radiating pure “if you don’t take me, I’m not leaving.”
The stream’s collective heart melted.
[Pet him!
Pet him!!]
[AAAA how are you resisting this (screaming.jpg)?!]
Some sent earnest pleas.
“Little Jing, bring the little guy along!
It’ll keep you company out there!”
“You’re already handsome, but if you take the kitty, you’ll be even handsomer!”
Others kept a cooler head—
[Keeping anything will only hurt the Trailblazer!]
[Cute doesn’t fill bellies.
He’ll just be competing for food!]
[Resources are scarce.
Why add another mouth?]
[Correct.
Rational.
Objective.
(thumbs.jpg)]
In Yanjing…
The middle-aged officer returned from a call and, seeing the chat, understood at once.
“General, he’s not actually going to keep the lion, is he?”
“He hasn’t decided,” Zhang said, coolly.
“You’re not a green youth.
What’s with the jitters?
How do you expect to lead men that way?”
The officer fell silent, then stubbornly tried again.
“But sir, he didn’t bring much food.
If I’m not mistaken, he’s only had a few compressed biscuits since yesterday.
If he adds an animal—how does he survive?”
“He’s just… making trouble for himself.”
Still seeing the impatience, Zhang frowned, glanced at a message on the screen, and said mildly, “To quote the netizens: I know you’re in a rush—but don’t rush.”
“Sir, with respect—it’s not the time to—”
“Then tell me,” the old general lifted a brow, “what do we accomplish by rushing?
If he chooses to bring it, can you enter the Zone and stop him?”
“…”
The officer had no answer.
After a long beat, he deflated with a sigh.
“The boy isn’t stupid,” Zhang said, firm again.
“I trust him to make the right call.”
The next moment, the youth on-screen sighed.
“Can’t help it.
I’m soft.”
“If you want to follow, then follow.”
He chose to take the white cat.
Not because the cute got him.
Because he remembered something from the game—Jing Yuan had a similar story.
Word was the Arbiter-General once bought a white cat at a pet shop while out on a stroll.
The cat ate like a fiend.
It got fatter and fatter—until it became a lion.
Yes.
The very snow-lion that takes up half his character art.
Back then, Jing Yuan mistook a snow-lion for a housecat.
Maybe this little one wasn’t simple either.
What good cat prowled a deadly icefield alone?
The land was harsh enough, with mobs like the frost constructs everywhere.
Would a normal cat survive?
And it was so human-savvy—understood him in seconds.
Send it to college back on Blue Star and it would ace its classes.
Maybe he’d make it Grand Academician of the White-Fur Pavilion.
Smiling, Jing Yuan crouched, scrubbed the little head, and offered: “Since you’re coming with me, you need a—ahem—nice name.”
“Mimi,” he decided on the spot.
Borrowing the name Jing Yuan had given the snow-lion.
“Awuu~”
The little thing seemed pleased, tail wagging as it chirped, and the stream exploded with joy.
[Aaah I can’t take it (screaming.jpg)!]
[My cat has lost all its charm.
Where do I trade in?]
[Free shelter for unwanted cats—call 159XXXX]
“In his shoes, I’d bring it too!
So cute—sharing some food won’t kill you!”
“Besides… it’s tiny.
How much could it eat?
(pleading.jpg)”
“Little Jing is handsome and gentle—and soft-hearted!
I’m actually crying!”
Sneaky Nation cattle spotted their moment and fired up the sarcastic engine.
[Ha.
Ignorant Dragons.
Don’t you know how important food is in harsh conditions?]
[Terminally stupid.]
[Plenty of Trailblazers are already hunting food.
Dragon Nation’s is wasting supplies on a pet.
What a saint.]
[Even our comics teach you—first thing in the apocalypse: kill the saint.
You don’t even have that basic rule?
Your culture industry is so backward compared to ours (sunglasses.jpg).]
another flame war erupted— and even Bingbing, hosting the morning block, couldn’t resist joining the charge.
That very charge earned her the title “Goddess Bingbing.”
Meanwhile, across the ocean in Eagle Nation, in the Palace of Freedom, a suit-and-tie elder was also watching Dragon Nation’s stream.
Seeing Jing Yuan adopt the cat—and even name it—his lips curled in a sneer.
“Seems the Dragons aren’t far from their penalty.
“Their Trailblazer brought barely any supplies, yet he’s keeping a pet?
Childish.”
A middle-aged suit at his side chimed in, “Who knows—maybe the cat will catch him mice to eat.”
“Haha!”
The old man laughed until he nearly wheezed.
He could already see Dragon Nation kneeling at Eagle Nation’s feet.
The Dragons, cross the river on our feathers?
You think the hair on Eagle Nation’s head is that easy to pluck?
After a good round of mockery, he remembered their own Trailblazer.
“How’s our hero?” he asked.
“Doing fine?”
The middle-aged man’s smile twitched, but he soldiered on.
“No problem.
“He’s an army second lieutenant—experienced in combat, well-equipped.
Not comparable to Dragon Nation’s kid.”
To sell it, he produced a tablet and queued a clip.
“See here.
“Yesterday at dusk, our Trailblazer met a flying monster.
“He took it down with a single rocket.
Easier than the Dragon boy…”
The elder watched, right as their man emptied an M4 to no effect, then calmly shouldered an RPG and fired—
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