The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

"Cluck! Cluck!" The sharp and piercing rooster crows broke the tranquility of the early morning, and sounded in the dim and warm room, waking up Xiao Shenghan who was sleeping soundly in the two-meter-wide bed. The alarm sounded one after another, as if it would never stop, vowing to wake him up and prevent him from sleeping soundly.

Nestled in the warm quilt, trapped in a strange and dreamy dreamland, Xiao Shenghan was sleepy and felt a kind of sleepiness that he didn't know what year it was. He didn't want to get up at all. It was so cold in winter, and the quilt was so warm, and there was a cat inside. Anyone would choose to sleep in the quilt instead of getting up early in the morning.

However, the alarm sounded one after another, and it didn't stop. Xiao Shenghan, who wanted to stay in bed, couldn't help but stretch out a hand from the quilt, shivering and groping around the bedside, and finally found the phone on the bedside table, and then turned off the phone that was ringing.

When the noisy and disturbing cock-crow alarm finally turned off, Xiao Shenghan yawned with satisfaction, threw his phone beside the pillow, and retracted his hands into the quilt. He tilted his head and closed his eyes, and fell into sleep again. In a daze, Xiao Shenghan continued to dream.

The happiest thing in winter is to sleep in. For students or people who have to work, they may have to get up early from Monday to Friday and cannot enjoy the happiness of staying in bed. However, for freelancers like Xiao Shenghan, staying in bed is simply the standard in winter.

Even if he set five or six alarms, which sounded every ten minutes, it did not prevent him from staying in bed from the nine o'clock when the alarm was originally set to half past ten - let alone, staying in bed is indeed a great pleasure in life. Sleeping in is definitely the most heartwarming thing in winter, nothing else.

"You can't blame me for not being strong enough, it's just that the enemy is too strong." Xiao Shenghan turned off the last alarm clock, curled up in the quilt with his back hunched, and thought drowsily, "I'm trapped by the quilt and the cat, there's really no way to break free. Just sleep for one minute, I'll sleep for another minute."

Xiao Shenghan, who tried hard to wake himself up, decided to start counting silently. When he counted to sixty, he would get up very resolutely and perseverantly. It was almost half past ten now, and he couldn't stay in bed any longer: "One, two, three... eleven, twelve... ZZZ..."

Obviously, saying that you can sleep for another minute before getting up is a lie. When you try to count to sixty in the quilt and get up, you will find that before you count to sixty, you have fallen into a sweet dream and forgotten about this matter.

"Meow~~"

With the sound of a foot landing, the soft bed collapsed a little, and a slightly fat British shorthair blue cat jumped from the ground to the bed. It stepped on the quilt, shook its tail and walked from the end of the bed to the head of the bed, then came to Xiao Shenghan and gently rubbed him with its round head.

"Meow~~" Another soft and sweet cry, the British shorthair blue cat stretched out its paws and gently patted Xiao Shenghan's face with its pink and tender soft pads, then lay down with four paws on the quilt, with its tail wrapped around its body, wrapping itself into a cat ball.

Xiao Shenghan heard the cat's cry in a daze, and was still a little confused. He just subconsciously thought: "Is there a cat growing on the bed again? Fat cat is awake?" The instinct of a cat-loving shit shoveler made him resist the invasion of sleepiness. Finally, he opened his eyes and looked at the pillow.

As soon as Xiao Shenghan opened his eyes, he saw a chubby British shorthair blue cat lying beside his pillow. It closed its eyes as if it was taking a nap, but its whiskers moved slightly from time to time, and its thick furry tail was wrapped around its body, with the tip of the tail swaying gently, showing the cat's good mood.

As soon as he saw the cat squatting beside his pillow, Xiao Shenghan's cat-loving heart softened into a pool of water, and he felt that life was really happy. It was so good to find a cat on the bed every morning when he woke up: "Fat cat, are you here to wake up daddy? Fat cat is so good, daddy loves you~"

The British shorthair blue cat shook its ears and opened its eyes. The look in its golden cat pupils was finally no longer the heart-pounding coldness and the unpredictable fear that made people unconsciously fearful, but a soft and cute look, which was the look of the fat cat that Xiao Shenghan was familiar with.

"Woo woo..." Fat Cat made a slight purring sound from its throat, as if responding to Xiao Shenghan's words. It no longer had the majesty and domineering aura that made people afraid and terrified before. It was no longer like a lazy beast lying lazily to rest. Even if it was careless and casual, it still made people fear and terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

Now Fat Cat is a thorough British shorthair blue cat. It is very cute and fat. It makes people like it and want to get close to it, but it will no longer feel majestic and domineering, and want to kneel down and call it Meow Tyrant or Your Majesty the Cat. After all, Fat Cat's personality characteristics are mainly ignorant, soft and cute and... love to eat.

The British shorthair blue cat shook its pointed ears, gently came over, licked Xiao Shenghan's face with its deep pink thin tongue, and then slapped Xiao Shenghan's face with its right front paw mercilessly, and the soft meat pad slapped his face with a crisp "pop" sound.

"I know, I know... I'll get up and prepare food for you right away." Xiao Shenghan immediately understood what his fat cat meant, and grumbled, preparing to get out of bed with a cat-loving mood and great willpower.

It must be said that the willpower and strength of a shit shoveler is sometimes really amazing, and he can always do many things that he can't do normally.

Because he was not going out, Xiao Shenghan was too lazy to dress neatly, so he wore the kind of super thick winter pajamas that could be worn outdoors. He did not even have time to wash himself. Xiao Shenghan first lovingly prepared cat food for his fat cat and opened a can to ensure that his beloved cat could fill its stomach and eat happily.

As for the conclusion drawn by the pet doctor after examining the fat cat, he needed to go on a diet and lose weight... His own fat cat had not eaten well for some time, which was already pitiful enough. He also wanted to make the fat cat go on a diet. Xiao Shenghan said that he had no way to be cruel about it.

"Anyway, it's okay for cats to be a little fat, as long as they don't exceed the limit. Fat cats are quite cute." Xiao Shenghan persuaded himself like this. For the fat cat that was lost and found again, Xiao Shenghan now wanted to spoil it to the sky. The cat owner could eat whatever he wanted, and he could afford it anyway!

Today, the daily life of the cat owner and the shit shoveler is still so warm~ Xiao Shenghan hummed a song while standing in the kitchen to make breakfast for himself, and he was so happy that he almost flew. I just feel that life is boundless and joyful~

"Speaking of which, I really have to thank 'Your Majesty'." Xiao Shenghan stirred the porridge in the pot with a spoon and couldn't help whispering. After "Your Majesty" left, he thought about this matter carefully and finally confirmed that what he said was true. Maybe he was really close to being in danger.

The plagiarist exposed in the illustration circle, the illustrator who did bad things with the help of the hacker he knew, was originally someone Xiao Shenghan had contact with, and they also participated in the online illustration submission organized by the magazine together.

If "Your Majesty" had not temporarily replaced Fatty Cat, if he had not established a good relationship with Tong Yiyi, if there was no heat caused by her dynamics, and if there were no things that happened later, maybe he might really be targeted by the plagiarist when he was drawing the painting for the online submission at home.

As for why Xiao Shenghan suddenly realized this, it was because when Fat Cat came back and met Samoyed Naitang for the first time, Fat Cat almost fought with Naitang - this was exactly the same as when the cat and dog met in the previous life.

Fat Cat was obviously afraid of Naitang, so he acted very fiercely. Fortunately, Naitang had been with "Your Majesty" in the body of a British shorthair blue cat for a long time, so he acted very calm and didn't really fight with Fat Cat. After Fat Cat was calmed down, it even took the initiative to come up and rub against Fat Cat affectionately to show its friendliness.

This made Xiao Shenghan feel a sense of inexplicability. If there was no His Majesty, if Fat Cat had always been Fat Cat, would he and Tong Yiyi have no more contact because the cute pets fought each other for the first time and their temperaments were incompatible?

This is too possible. To be fair, Xiao Shenghan, as a shit shoveler, saw his cat fight with the neighbor's dog when they first met (and lost: this is the most likely), even if the neighbor is a cute girl, but the status of a cute pet is not as high as that of a new acquaintance in his heart, he may really not have much contact with the neighbor.

All in all, "Your Majesty" is not only his savior, but also his matchmaker! Today, he and Tong Yiyi can have the current familiarity, instead of the relationship with ordinary neighbors, all thanks to His Majesty. In Xiao Shenghan's heart, His Majesty's status has been raised very high.

"If Yiyi and I really get together, I must give His Majesty a red envelope. If it weren't for him, I would definitely not be able to have such a good relationship with Yiyi." Scooping up the lean meat porridge in the pot, Xiao Shenghan thought happily, as if he had already seen the scene of himself and Tong Yiyi walking into the auditorium hand in hand.

"Meow~" After finishing the canned food, the fat cat walked out of the cat room and saw Xiao Shenghan standing in the living room with a bowl of porridge and smiling foolishly. The fat cat shook his beard, and there seemed to be a few traces of contempt in his bright golden eyes. He shook his tail and walked away.

Today's cat master didn't want to pay attention to the stupid shit shoveler.

It's so embarrassing!