As the mastermind behind the scenes, he created the Lizardman!

"Sorry, I didn't notice anyone. Didn't it hit you?"

Lei Yuan looked up and saw a simple and honest man who looked about thirty years old, sticking his head out of the second-floor window next to him, raising one hand and smiling awkwardly.

Lei Yuan looked at him for a few seconds, then looked down at the black cat with bursting eyes under his feet.

Lao Gao felt a panic in his heart. The cold face of the man in the alley and the almost emotionless look at him just now made him feel cold in his feet, as if he had seen the greatest horror in the world.

Seeing the man lower his head, Lao Gao quickly suppressed the panic in his heart. He wanted to say something, but seeing that the man didn't seem to want to talk to him, he smiled awkwardly and retracted his head.

Lei Yuan squatted down and looked at the black cat that was about to die. He thought about it in his mind and remembered a bottle of magic potion that he opened from the blind box a few days ago.

Open the system space.

Among the densely packed potions and items, a bottle of pitch-black potion was taken out.

Cats have nine lives. Although this is just an exaggeration, the fact that this statement can be spread also shows that cats have strong vitality.

Although the eyeballs burst, one side of the head was deeply sunken, and there was air coming in but not out between the mouth and nose, the black cat was still not completely dead.

The last trace of consciousness made it feel that someone lifted its head and opened its mouth.

In the bursting eyeballs, a vague image can still be seen. A human took a bottle of pitch-black unknown liquid and poured it into its mouth.

Then a sharp pain came, and the black cat completely lost consciousness.

...

Night fell.

The moonlight shone into a dark alley and shone on a black cat.

The soft black hair looked quite mysterious and noble.

Suddenly, the black cat opened its eyes, with a pair of glowing yellow vertical pupils. If someone looked at it, they would probably shudder.

The black cat got up from the ground.

Its slender figure and soft fur in the moonlight made it look like a creature from fantasy.

At this moment, the black cat's yellow vertical pupils showed doubts in a human way.

"What's going on? Wasn't I beaten to death by that human?"

Before it could react to this doubt, a bigger doubt came:

"No, I'm..."

It was shocked to find that it was different, very different.

First of all, it was its ability to think. Its brain was more active than ever before. The whole world was completely different in its cognition.

In the past, I was muddle-headed and just lived for the sake of survival. I never thought about why I lived, what was the meaning of my life, why everything around me existed, and what was the meaning of their existence.

In the past, I only had simple thoughts about where to find food, how to catch prey, and how to avoid attacks from other creatures...

But I didn't think about why I was looking for food. All my actions were just to follow the instinct of creatures.

And now there are too many thoughts in my mind, as if I am no longer myself.

The second is the body. It feels that its body is stronger than ever before, and there is an inexplicable feeling.

"That human..."

The black cat suddenly remembered the human who stayed in his last trace of consciousness when his consciousness was about to dissipate, and the bottle of black unknown liquid he poured into his mouth.

Suddenly realized that all his changes were due to that human and that bottle of black unknown liquid.

"But..."

I can't figure it out. The black cat can't figure it out. It just has intelligence comparable to that of humans, and there are too many things that it can't understand or understand.

But it can understand one word.

Revenge!

Thinking of the human who beat him to death, the hatred that comes with biological instincts is completely aroused, and the brain is instantly shrouded in a strong feeling of revenge.

In the dark night.

A black cat shuttled quickly through the streets and alleys at a speed comparable to that of a cheetah hunting, looking for a strong fishy smell and moving quickly in one direction.

…

On the top floor of an old building.

In a small house, thinking about the black cat he had killed, Lao Gao lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

After a busy day, Lao Gao returned home and suddenly felt a little regretful when thinking about the black cat.

In this era, all kinds of monsters and demons have emerged, and black cats are so evil in ancient legends. In this world where supernatural events are frequent and everything is possible, it might really bring disaster to himself.

“No, no, don’t scare yourself.”

Lao Gao said to himselfI comforted him.

But he couldn't fall asleep again and again. As soon as he closed his eyes, the image of the black cat staring at him with its yellow vertical pupils would appear in his mind.

"Meow~"

Suddenly, a cat cried, and Lao Gao rolled off the bed in fear.

"Ouch, my waist!"

His waist just hit the edge of a small bench under the bed, and Lao Gao burst into tears in pain.

But he couldn't care so much now. He wailed and quickly got up from the ground. With panic in his heart, he walked carefully in the direction of the sound.

The sound came from outside the window.

"Don't come, don't mess with me, no, definitely not."

Lao Gao muttered in his mouth, and his body trembled slightly as he moved to the window.

He stretched out his trembling hand and touched the window.

When he was about to touch it, his hand stopped again. The inexplicable fear in his heart made him feel extremely stiff.

"No, definitely not, don't scare yourself."

After another round of self-consolation, Lao Gao took a deep breath and pushed open the window.

"Meow~"

Another cat's cry scared Lao Gao to get goose bumps all over his body. Just when he was about to yell to give himself courage, he suddenly saw an orange cat standing on the corridor railing of the building opposite. A pair of shining eyes stared at him curiously and vigilantly, then called again, ran into the corridor, and soon disappeared.

"Hu~"

Lao Gao took a long breath and forced a smile at the corner of his mouth:

"I said, it's just killing a cat."

This time, Lao Gao was completely relaxed, closed the window, and prepared to go back to bed to sleep.

However, he didn't realize that on the top floor opposite, a black cat that was completely invisible in the dark and only had a pair of glowing yellow vertical pupils to provide a little trace was squatting on the edge of the roof, staring at him intently.

"Go to sleep, don't think about anything else, there are not so many weird things."

Lao Gao lay down on the bed and prepared to rest.

But as soon as he lay down on the bed, he thought of the black cat unconsciously. He felt a chill for no reason, so he sat up from the bed and looked around nervously.

After finding nothing unusual, he lay down on the bed again.

But after thinking about it.

He got up again and brought a statue of Guan Gong from the living room and held it in his arms.

"Guan Gong is here, all evils retreat."

This seemed to give him some psychological comfort, and he finally stopped thinking about it while lying on the bed.

Gradually fell into a dream.

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