Transmigrating into a 90’s Cat, I Want to Work for My Home Country

The cat screamed at the end of the sky and deeper into the jungle: "Guide, play with you, come out to make some meat."

"Boo!"

Suddenly swayed from the canopy of the forest, and at the end of the sky there were a dozen different figures rushing straight into the sky.

They stretched their wings in the blue sky, flying and flipping back and forth.

They soar in the sky, each with their own style. The chirping of birds of prey overwhelmed the graceful and fragile birdsong around them, one by one suddenly swooped down from the end of the sky and came straight towards them.