After coaxing the little bunny, He Ruge used up a little bit of love and opened the metal door of compartment 20. Inside the compartment, the little white tiger sat in its quilt and looked up at He Ruge, its Blue Eye flickering with complicated emotions.
He Ruge felt that he must have gone crazy, to actually see the mixed emotions on a Plush And Woolen tiger’s face.
He clicked on the floating box beside the little white tiger to check its status.
[Friendliness]: To Number 20, you are a special existence, Favorability: 37
[Unawakened]: No one has discovered that Number 20 is a little monster, except for you.
Can the Favorability automatically increase? He remembered that it was still 35 points not long ago.
Speaking of which, it was strange, no matter how bad his mood was, after seeing the little white tiger, his mood immediately brightened up. Even if the other party had a smelly face, He Ruge still felt that it was extremely cute and arrogant.
He clicked on [Feed], and in the feed options, there was only a milk bottle. He Ruge had already fed the little bunny the last piece of candy.
He held the milk bottle in his hand and moved the pacifier to the little white tiger’s mouth. He Ruge looked at the screen with his chin on his hand, looking forward to seeing the little white tiger sucking milk.
Would it obediently raise its little head and suck on the pacifier with all its might? Because it was drinking too enthusiastically, the sound of sucking milk could be heard continuously. Its pink little nose twitched, and its flower bud-like tiger ears moved rhythmically with the rhythm of sucking milk …
He Ruge couldn’t see anything during the past few feedings, so he could only listen to the sound and imagine. As a writer with a rich imagination, He Ruge could think of a white belly whenever he heard the sound of sucking milk. When he thought of a white belly, he could think of a warm and fragrant woman sucking a cat in his arms.
Just as He Ruge was imagining things, the little white tiger suddenly bit the pacifier and took a few steps back, pulling the milk bottle from He Ruge’s hand.
Number 20
[Number 20 is independent and shy. She isn’t used to being fed milk by others, and she isn’t used to eating with others watching her.]
The little white tiger turned around and used its butt to suck milk at He Ruge.
He Ruge looked at the little white tiger’s back in disappointment. Suddenly, his black eyes behind the glasses gradually lit up.
Plush And Woolen’s soft little butt was also very cute! He Ruge’s heart skipped a beat when he saw the tip of his tail trembling involuntarily.
Although he couldn’t touch the tiger’s butt, would the game provide him with the option of touching his butt after he had a high favorability rating?
Dreams would always exist. What if they came true?
[Daily Mission:
Feeding the experimental subject (Dinner — Completed)]
The little white tiger, who had finished drinking the milk, held the pacifier in its mouth and dragged the milk bottle in front of He Ruge. After putting down the milk bottle, He Ruge’s sharp eyes noticed that the little white tiger’s mouth was stained with milk.
This was a hot-tempered little kid who was drinking milk and fighting. If he were to transform into a shota, he would pick up the milk cup and blow on it. After gulping it down, he would put down the cup, and his face would probably be stained with a layer of milk rings.
With the little white tiger’s casual nature, it wouldn’t have noticed the milk rings in the first place. It might even stare at him expressionlessly and fiercely ask, “What are you laughing at?”
He Ruge couldn’t stop thinking. He Ruge felt that he was finished. After the bold idea of “wanting to steal the little white tiger home”, he wanted to “abduct a super fierce little shota home”.
With a mysterious smile on his face, He Ruge opened the interactive option. First was the daily chatting session [Conversation].
He Ruge actually had a lot of things he wanted to tell the little white tiger, such as what the little white tiger liked to eat, so that he could go to the Love Mall to buy snacks. Another example was whether the little white tiger had a headache today, and whether it would be sad.
But … after all, this was a game, and the little white tiger was just a character in the game, so he couldn’t have a voice chat with him.
No. 20
【Awoo Awoo】 “The stench emitted by the yellow skunk smells like rotten eggs.】
【Awoo】 “Like the smell? Maybe it’s … sweet. Because I rarely taste it, I think it’s very special.】
What made He Ruge pleasantly surprised was that the little white tiger had a rare moment of chatter in this conversation. It was no longer as silent as before. This gave He Ruge the illusion that he was chatting with a friend. He couldn’t help but click on [Conversation] again, hoping to hear more different answers.
No. 20
[…]
【Number 20 suddenly shut up. It’s a little difficult for him to say too much at once.】
After coaxing the little bunny, He Ruge used up a little bit of love and opened the metal door of compartment 20. Inside the compartment, the little white tiger sat in its quilt and looked up at He Ruge, its Blue Eye flickering with complicated emotions.
He Ruge felt that he must have gone crazy, to actually see the mixed emotions on a Plush And Woolen tiger’s face.
He clicked on the floating box beside the little white tiger to check its status.
[Friendliness]: To Number 20, you are a special existence, Favorability: 37
[Unawakened]: No one has discovered that Number 20 is a little monster, except for you.
Can the Favorability automatically increase? He remembered that it was still 35 points not long ago.
Speaking of which, it was strange, no matter how bad his mood was, after seeing the little white tiger, his mood immediately brightened up. Even if the other party had a smelly face, He Ruge still felt that it was extremely cute and arrogant.
He clicked on [Feed], and in the feed options, there was only a milk bottle. He Ruge had already fed the little bunny the last piece of candy.
He held the milk bottle in his hand and moved the pacifier to the little white tiger’s mouth. He Ruge looked at the screen with his chin on his hand, looking forward to seeing the little white tiger sucking milk.
Would it obediently raise its little head and suck on the pacifier with all its might? Because it was drinking too enthusiastically, the sound of sucking milk could be heard continuously. Its pink little nose twitched, and its flower bud-like tiger ears moved rhythmically with the rhythm of sucking milk …
He Ruge couldn’t see anything during the past few feedings, so he could only listen to the sound and imagine. As a writer with a rich imagination, He Ruge could think of a white belly whenever he heard the sound of sucking milk. When he thought of a white belly, he could think of a warm and fragrant woman sucking a cat in his arms.
Just as He Ruge was imagining things, the little white tiger suddenly bit the pacifier and took a few steps back, pulling the milk bottle from He Ruge’s hand.
Number 20
[Number 20 is independent and shy. She isn’t used to being fed milk by others, and she isn’t used to eating with others watching her.]
The little white tiger turned around and used its butt to suck milk at He Ruge.
He Ruge looked at the little white tiger’s back in disappointment. Suddenly, his black eyes behind the glasses gradually lit up.
Plush And Woolen’s soft little butt was also very cute! He Ruge’s heart skipped a beat when he saw the tip of his tail trembling involuntarily.
Although he couldn’t touch the tiger’s butt, would the game provide him with the option of touching his butt after he had a high favorability rating?
Dreams would always exist. What if they came true?
[Daily Mission:
Feeding the experimental subject (Dinner — Completed)]
The little white tiger, who had finished drinking the milk, held the pacifier in its mouth and dragged the milk bottle in front of He Ruge. After putting down the milk bottle, He Ruge’s sharp eyes noticed that the little white tiger’s mouth was stained with milk.
This was a hot-tempered little kid who was drinking milk and fighting. If he were to transform into a shota, he would pick up the milk cup and blow on it. After gulping it down, he would put down the cup, and his face would probably be stained with a layer of milk rings.
With the little white tiger’s casual nature, it wouldn’t have noticed the milk rings in the first place. It might even stare at him expressionlessly and fiercely ask, “What are you laughing at?”
He Ruge couldn’t stop thinking. He Ruge felt that he was finished. After the bold idea of “wanting to steal the little white tiger home”, he wanted to “abduct a super fierce little shota home”.
With a mysterious smile on his face, He Ruge opened the interactive option. First was the daily chatting session [Conversation].
He Ruge actually had a lot of things he wanted to tell the little white tiger, such as what the little white tiger liked to eat, so that he could go to the Love Mall to buy snacks. Another example was whether the little white tiger had a headache today, and whether it would be sad.
But … after all, this was a game, and the little white tiger was just a character in the game, so he couldn’t have a voice chat with him.
No. 20
【Awoo Awoo】 “The stench emitted by the yellow skunk smells like rotten eggs.】
【Awoo】 “Like the smell? Maybe it’s … sweet. Because I rarely taste it, I think it’s very special.】
What made He Ruge pleasantly surprised was that the little white tiger had a rare moment of chatter in this conversation. It was no longer as silent as before. This gave He Ruge the illusion that he was chatting with a friend. He couldn’t help but click on [Conversation] again, hoping to hear more different answers.
No. 20
[…]
【Number 20 suddenly shut up. It’s a little difficult for him to say too much at once.】
