Chapter 56

"This may be a fake ugly duckling..." McGonagall looked at the little orange cat mewing at Amy, with a strange expression.

How can he explain this! Oviparous cat? I'm afraid Darwin's coffin won't hold.

But on second thought, maybe in this world, after natural selection, oviparous cats beat viviparous cats and become the mainstream. After all, this is a different world.

Nine of the ten orange cats are fat, and one of them collapses the Kang.

In his previous life, he had a dog and a cat, which was a fat orange cat.

MEG couldn't help looking at the cute orange cat who just opened half of his eyes and was about the size of a palm. It's a pleasant thing to suck a cat.

"But it comes out of the ugly duckling's egg? There's nothing wrong with this egg. Then it must be an ugly duckling. " Amy nodded, looked at the little orange cat and said, "but you are really ugly. You have two more legs. You can't swim. I'll call you ugly duckling in the future."

"Maybe we can give it another name, such as orange, little orange, big orange and so on." McGonagall tried to negotiate and named the orange cat ugly duckling, which was too embarrassing.

"No, father, it's really an ugly duckling. You can't change people's names at will." Amy looked at MEG and shook his head seriously.

"Meow ~" still in the eggshell, little orange cat shakes her head, as if to express that she doesn't like the name.

"Well, I know you like the name, too, don't you?" Amy nodded with a smile, reached out to remove the eggshell from the little orange cat's head, and said with a straight face: "ugly duckling, I'll promise you when I call you. I'll treat you well from today until I grow up to be a white swan."

With that, Amy couldn't help swallowing.

"Meow ~ ~" little orange cat immediately counseled, nodded her head and opened her mouth.

"The ugly duckling is the ugly duckling..." McGonagall looked at the little orange cat a little pitifully. In Amy's eyes, most of the ducklings born out of the eggs were ugly ducklings. And this is Amy's pet. It's up to her to decide what to call it.

But this little guy can't raise a white swan. Amy's wish to raise a grain reserve is going to fail.

In fact, McGonagall also seriously suspected that this was not a normal orange cat. After all, the herb gatherer found it on the cliff where he had to rely on ropes to climb in the wild, and he didn't see wings behind it.

I don't know what it will look like when it grows up. Suddenly, McGonagall has a cute chinchilla in his mind. He shakes his head and throws it out. It's better not to get fat like that.

This little guy now looks no different from orange cat's little suckling cat. I don't know if it's the reason for egg laying. It looks like a little suckling cat about the size of a week or two. He sticks out two little white claws on the edge of the eggshell and wants to climb outside.

However, it was too small and not strong enough. After pulling for a long time, he didn't climb out. He had to look at Amy pitifully with sapphire eyes and meow twice. Like a child who is asking for help, he seems to have begun to rely on Amy.

"There's nothing I can do with you." Amy was disgusted, but her little hand was out and she was going to take it out.

"Wait a minute, you have to wipe it clean first." McGonagall quickly said, got up to get a clean towel, help Amy get the little guy out of the eggshell, wipe clean, towel roll, only a small head exposed outside, looking at McGonagall and Amy innocently.

"My father, it's delicious like this." Amy's eyes lit up as she looked at the little orange cat rolled up.

"Like a cat roll." McGonagall also wants to laugh. Both of them are cute.

"Meow! Meow Originally quiet lying on the ground, the little orange cat was not calm immediately. She raised her head and cried twice, struggling to get out.

"Ugly duckling, dear, I won't eat you now. Dear, don't be afraid." Amy reached for the head of little orange cat and said with a smile.

Originally a little anxious kitten was immediately pacified down, and so fell asleep.

"Let him sleep for a while. We'll prepare something for him to eat." McGonagall looked at Amy and said with a smile. It seemed that it took him a lot of energy to come out in a hurry. It would be hungry again later.

"The ugly duckling is such a slob that he fell asleep at the touch of it." Amy took back her hand in disgust, looked at MEG and said, "what is it going to eat? Is rainbow fried rice OK? "

"No, just born baby milk... Ugly duckling can't eat rainbow fried rice. We need goat's milk or milk. Let's go out and buy some milk for it." McGonagall shook his head. He raised the orange cat from a baby cat, so he was very experienced.

"System, do you have a bottle to sell?" McGonagall suddenly thought of it and asked in his heart:

"This system does not provide baby care products." The system answers carefully.

"I don't have much cash. You'd better be honest. This little guy can lick his plate in a few days. Can I buy it or not?" Meg said calmly.

"A high-grade milk bottle, a pet neck, only 5 gold coins!" A glowing message passed in front of MEG.

"Two necks, one." MEG thought about it.

"High grade milk bottle, two pet necks have been delivered to the first box of the counter, please check." The sound of the system rings and disappears immediately.

MEG opened the cupboard door and saw that a brand new bottle and two cute necks were in place. It was just right to use them for feeding.

As for why we don't buy milk from the system, there are two reasons why we can't sell the ingredients outside the menu. Even if we sell them, it's estimated that they are very expensive. It's not sure that they are from cows raised in some holy land.

Now that he has few gold coins left, he is ready to save money for physical fitness. Naturally, he can't waste money casually.

"All right." Amy nodded after hearing McGonagall's words, carefully carried the duckling into the basket, gently covered the quilt, got up, took McGonagall's hand and went out for a few steps, looking back at the direction of the basket with some worry, "but father, if we wake up when we go out, will the duckling be afraid? It feels like it's treating me like its mother. "

"I don't think I'll wake up that fast." MEG smiles and shakes his head. It won't take long to go out and buy some milk, but Amy is very smart. She knows that when she first saw her ugly duckling, she has regarded her as the most trusted person.

And although she dislikes it, it can be seen that Amy, who has a pet for the first time, still likes it very much in her heart.

"Well, let's go out quickly and come back early." Amy nodded, took Meg's hand, and went to the door.