Pet King
chapter-1021

"Meow! That bloody––! The number of perverts among humans is really a-meow-lot!"

Vladimir half-dragged and half-pulled the yellow and white kitten into the green area, then turned left and right to make sure that the "platelets" didn't keep up. It stopped to breathe a sigh of relief.

The yellow and white kitten extended its tongue, and there was still a little bit of barbecue-flavored potato flakes on the tip. It didn't eat them, just licked them a little.

Vladimir looked at the desireless kitten and said, resigned, "Seems like it's not actually safe to find a rich and idle owner to raise you. Most of the rich and idle people are heartless landowners. The man earlier whose brain was full of fat was probably one too. So, is it still necessary to have money and time to raise cats? This is harder than picking for shells in eggs!" Vladimir grumbled, then immediately realized that it was behaving inappropriately. It took a deep breath and said to itself, "Excessive grumbling is detrimental to health. Broad-mindedness is what you should maintain. Behave like that pervert and sooner or later you'll be alone in the world!"

"Little devil, tell me, what kind of person do you want to take you home?" It nudged the yellow and white kitten and deliberately avoided mentioning the word "owner."

The yellow and white kitten shook its head. It didn't seem to understand what Vladimir meant.

That was nothing surprising. The yellow and white kitten was born as a stray cat, and hadn't really come into contact with anyone.

After Vladimir understood that, it realized that what it was doing was more difficult than it thought. They couldn't just continue to stand on the street and look into everyone's eyes just to find the "chemistry" that Zhang Zian had mentioned, right? What was more, the yellow and white kitten had been looking around erratically––one moment to the left, and one moment to the right.

Vladimir was not discouraged, but it was anxious because it had an appointment with the other stray cats to gather at a specific time and place. Although the stray cats' concept of time was doubtful, it still didn't want to be late.

"Let's try again for the last time, and this time, we must have the perfect grasp. We need someone who has money, time, and is progressive. The standards of the first two can be lowered appropriately, but there's no compromise allowed for the last one! Even if we need to spend more time, we need to succeed in one attempt!" Vladimir formulated their course of action for their next attempt.

But where could they find such a person?

Vladimir was racking its brain when it suddenly saw a private car park on the side of the road. From the car, a young girl leisurely walked out.

Even if it didn't recognize the brand of the luxury car or all the branded items that she was covered in, at the very least, Vladimir could see that the materials used, the workmanship, and design of the clothes were extraordinary. Within the simplicity revealed a hint of extravagance, and with those glittering metal and gemstone ornaments on her fingers and wrists, Vladimir concluded that she must be rich.

As the saying went, ''The appearance stems from the mind." The lady had good features and a good temperament. At least she didn't look as abnormal as the "Platelet."

She was also holding onto a phone, but she wasn't staring at it constantly. She would only look down when there was a message notification. She softly hummed a song as she walked towards a high-class apartment that was just beside the road.

Vladimir had scouted the route before and knew that the high-class apartment was one of the top apartments in Binhai City. Although it wasn't as conspicuous as townhouses and garden villas, the security measures of the apartment were very tight. It was hard to get into the apartment for non-residents, and it was designed for the wealthy who liked to live in the city center.

Vladimir immediately made up its mind and pulled the yellow and white kitten towards the young lady. They had to stop her before she entered the apartment, otherwise, it would be troublesome.

Even if the young lady was also fond of the petite bourgeoisie lifestyle, they could only bear with it now.

Just as she stepped on the steps in front of the apartment, the young lady suddenly caught a black shadow out of the corner of her eye, which shocked her; she thought that a bad person had appeared.

However, it was actually just two cats that had jumped onto the steps, one big and one small. The big one was blue, and the small one was yellow and white. Whenever the yellow and white one failed to make it up a step, the blue one would always pull it by the hair on the back of its neck.

"Aiya! What a cute cat!" She covered her mouth and her eyes immediately turned into stars.

Vladimir felt that there was a good chance. The lady had something for cats, so now it had to see if she was a progressive person.

Vladimir nudged the yellow and white kitten, gesturing for it to start acting cute.

The yellow and white kitten was experienced now. Although it didn't understand why it had to act cute, it still laid down on the ground and rolled over to reveal its soft belly. It even meowed twice.

'What a good cat! What should I do? I really want to touch it!" She acted just like a child with a toy in front of its eyes that it was unable to play with. She was about to cry from being so anxious.

Vladimir was confused. Just touch it if you want to… But of course, you can't just touch it for free! After you touch it, you need to take it home. You're a hooligan if you touch it with no intention of bringing it back home! it thought.

It was clear that she was trying her best to restrain her urge to touch it, and she was almost at her limit. She bit her lower lip, then raised up her mobile phone and sent a voice message.

"Snowy, I found two cats at the door of my apartment. What should I do? They're so cute! I really want to touch them!"

In just a few seconds, the phone received a reply. Another young lady's voice was heard from the speaker, and she said succinctly, "No touching!"

"Just a touch! Can't I?" She didn't give up. She wriggled her body and pleaded, "It shouldn't be a problem if it's just a touch, right?"

The other young lady replied again, "No! Sister Vivi, you need to be more conscious as an allergy patient! Do you want to be hospitalized after touching the cat? If you really want to touch one, go home and touch your own Siberian cat. You can touch it as much as you want!"

Vladimir's heart dropped. The lady already had a cat at home?

"But I really want to touch it! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" The young lady was making a lot of noise when she suddenly sneezed loudly. She then rubbed her nose, which was in pain, and the tip of her nose looked red.

"Sister Vivi! Go home soon! Otherwise, call your mother and let her go downstairs to pick you up!" the other young lady sternly urged.

"Well… Okay then… Achoo! Snowy, don't make the call! I'm going back now!" she said with a nasally voice.

"I'm sorry, kitty cat," she said painfully to Vladimir and the yellow and white kitten. "I like cats very much, but I'm allergic to them, so I can only look and not touch. I really wish I could bring you back home…"

As she went on, she took two cans of cat food from her handbag, opened them, and placed them on the ground. "Come and eat. If I still see the two of you here tomorrow morning, I'll bring you canned food again."

The person was also very strange. She was obviously allergic to cats, so why did she still carry cat food on her? It was like she's preparing for when she met stray cats on the road. Maybe it was just as she said––she really liked cats.

She noticed that Vladimir didn't eat any of the canned food, but she left the two cans to the yellow and white kitten. She then exclaimed, ''The older one really takes good care of the younger brother!"

Vladimir was speechless.

"The two of you have to be good! Be careful on the road, and don't get hit by a car… I'll be leaving. Otherwise, Snowy's definitely going to call my mom…" She turned back and walked into the high-end apartment reluctantly.

Although the yellow and white kitten was small in size, its appetite wasn't small at all, probably because it had been starved badly before. Not only did it finish the two cans, but it also cleaned the bottom of the cans with its tongue.

"Eat, eat, eat! All you know how to do is eat! Stop licking the bottom of the can!" Vladimir grabbed the hair on the back of its neck and picked it up. Vladimir had learned that action from Zhang Zian, because it had heard Zian say that the area on the back of the cat's neck was very special. No matter how naughty a cat was, as long as the back of its neck was pinched and held up, they'd turn into an obedient doll.

Of course, there was Fina in the store, so even the most stubborn cat would be nice and quiet when it entered the store. That was also why Zhang Zian didn't get much opportunity to display the technique.

One day, on the second floor next door, Vladimir saw a playful Abyssinian kitten try to sneak out of the door when the staff members came in to feed them. The mother then cat caught the kitten by its neck and carried it back. After being picked up, the playful kitten that seemed to have ADHD immediately quieted down, its four limbs dangling in the air. It looked as if there was no room for struggle and resistance.

Vladimir was surprised at the time. Why were the kittens letting their mother catch them so easily?

Zhang Zian then explained to it that the area on the back of a cat's neck was very special. When that spot was caught or pinched, it was like being "acupointed," and the kitten would lose the ability to struggle and move.

As for the reason why, there were still many different opinions, and no unified explanation. There were two main parties: First, there was no nerve on the back of the neck, so it was the so-called "dead meat." No pain was felt if the cat was grabed or pinched. The second explanation was that it was a special kind of nerve reflex, because the feline mammals had always been caught by the back of their neck by their mother since millions of years ago. The kittens would have a specific reaction when they were picked up, such as, "I'm picked up, so I need to be obedient now." It was like how babies stopped crying after they were rocked. That was also a conditional reflection written in the genes.

The former was the traditional, old-fashioned saying, while the latter was the presumption of scientific research in recent years. The latter was likely more reliable.

After Vladimir knew about that, it recorded the knowledge in its heart, and that evening was actually the first time it really tried to use it. Sure enough, it worked every single time. Whenever it pinched the kitten by the back of its neck, it would obediently stay still.

Would the Holy Cat Statue also have a special area like this on the back of its neck? Or was there any special area on the back of its own neck?

Vladimir was very curious, but after all, it couldn't pinch its own neck, or pick itself up. That was against the laws of nature. It could only leave that to future opportunities for it to be clear.

"Little devil, seems like there's no other way. I can't have everyone waiting on me, so you'll take a trip down with me. You can take this opportunity to see the world. We can treat this as our first… Meow-Meow doctrine supporter education."

Vladimir put the yellow and white kitten back on the ground. It softly poked its head with the tip of its claw, then looked up to see the height of the moon. Vladimir estimated that time was starting to run late, and decided not to waste any more time with the yellow and white kitten. He had to join the big forces quickly.