I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

"Oh, so your name isn't Meow."

When Qin Tiantian heard what Maomao said, she nodded and asked again.

"Then what's your name?"

"We only know that we are a cat. I don't know my name."

Maomao answered honestly.

"Then why not, let's call you Schrödinger."

Qin Tiantian said that she actually didn't know who Schrödinger was, but she vaguely remembered that he was a scientist related to cats.

Probably someone who likes cats very much!

Otherwise, how could a scientist be connected with a cat and still be remembered by Qin Tiantian.

"Schrödinger?"

Maomao definitely didn't know about this scientist, it just imitated Qin Tiantian's words repeatedly.

"Okay, then let's call him Schrödinger."

it said happily.

"Where are you from, where are your parents?"

Qin Tiantian asked again.

"have no idea."

The cat showed the qualities of a small kitten.

One person and one cat continued to talk for a while, before Lu Tan knocked on the door with those things used by cats.

"It and I have become good friends!"

Qin Tiantian said to Lu Tan who just walked in the door.

"That's pretty good."

Lu Tan placed the cat litter box on the ground, and placed the bag of cat food and cat litter next to the door of the living room.

"Yeah yeah."

Maomao also replied.

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Lu Tan looked at the cat and then at Qin Tiantian.

"You guys had a good chat."

"Yes, it's quite pitiful. It doesn't remember its parents and has been wandering outside for so long."

Qin Tiantian said, she unpacked the cat food, took out some cat food and put it in a bowl, handed it to the cat, then put the cat litter box on the balcony of the living room, unpacked the cat litter and poured it into the basin.

"Yum, this tastes good."

The cat said while chewing the cat food.

"Okay, then if you need anything, come find me and go back first."

Lu Tan looked at the cat and then at Qin Tiantian, feeling that there should be no problem.

It seems that there is no need to worry about this cat at Qin Tiantian's house.

After solving the cat problem, Lu Tan returned home. He opened the refrigerator and wanted to take out a cup of pudding to test it out.

At this time, Lu Tan discovered that there seemed to be a cup of pudding missing from the refrigerator at home.

"When was it eaten?"

Lu Tan recalled it and thought that Qin might have eaten it secretly when he came to play every day.

He didn't pay attention, took a cup of pudding and read the information on it.

Pudding, very tasty, excellent dessert

Lu Tan picked up the last words and left a sentence on it.

After eating it, you can increase your strength a little bit

Gu Cheng

Afterwards, Lu Tan finished the pudding quickly.

The taste is indeed very good, milky and rich, icy and cold, and it is most suitable as an after-dinner dessert in this season.

After eating the pudding, Lu Tan spread his left hand.

The words opened in the palm of my hand appeared like pages of a book.

Lu Tiao passed over some strange things and opened his character attributes.

Strength: 55

"Um?"

Lu Tian remembered that his previous strength was also 55, which was a slightly higher value than ordinary people. Thanks to Lu Tian's daily exercise, there was no problem.

But the key is that his initial strength is also this value.

After Qin Tiantian ate a piece of beef that could increase his strength, his strength improved a lot, but Lu Jian ate the pudding that could increase his strength, but his own strength did not change at all.

What's the difference?

In order to prevent the pudding itself from conflicting with the enhanced power, Lu Jian tried milk, water, cookies, etc.

But his strength never improved.

After the experiment, Lu Tiao seemed to vaguely grasp something.

"The words written in the last words are a kind of pollution to the object itself, so it can have an effect when facing people and creatures with a relatively low pollution level. However, the pollution level itself is already high enough, so it cannot affect too much. many?"

The words and tampered information left by the ability of the last words are like the ravings of those great beings. It is not a question of whether you want to accept it or not, but you must accept it.

It's the same thing as pollution.

Therefore, ordinary people and animals such as Qin Tiantian and Maomao will have certain changes after eating food with written words by Lu Jian, but the Chosen Ones like Lu Jian who often travel to foreign lands will have no effect at all.

Similarly, Lu Jian reasoned, and he knew very well that the impact of his written information on high-level pollutants might be relatively small.

First of all, the content added in the last words cannot conflict with the original properties of the object, and those high-level pollutants themselves have many properties, which are very confusing. The attributes are not contradictory.

Secondly, those things themselves are no longer rational and have fallen into madness. They have more characteristics and less characteristics, and the difference is not that big.

Just like Lu Jian himself, he can already melt. A little more strength or a little less strength is not a big problem.

As for the influence of this kind of pollution, Lu Tan felt that it should be subtle. After all, he didn't know whether it was because Qin Tiantian was polluted that she didn't think cats talked strangely, or whether it was because of her excellent self-protection mechanism that she could speak fluently with cats. dialogue.

Of course, Lu Jian can leave words and records on things around him at any time, create various items with certain extraordinary powers, and use them as appropriate.

Lu Tan picked up a pen and opened the message on the pen.

Ordinary signature pens can leave traces

Immediately, Lu Jian added a line of small words on it.

With this pen, you can master all pen turning methods

Lu Tan picked up the pen and immediately felt some knowledge flowing into his brain.

This feeling is like a cobweb covering his cerebral cortex. The sticky feeling is accompanied by the awakening of some kind of instinctive memory.

In Lu Tan's hand, the slender pen began to spin and jump.

He rotated the pen in various flexible ways that he had never seen before, sometimes throwing the pen into the sky, sometimes making it jump on his fingertips. If there was a fancy pen-twisting contest in the world, then Lu Jian will definitely be able to win the championship without any doubt now.

After putting down the signature pen, Lu Tiao picked up another pen and tried to rush into his fancy operation just now.

Snapped--

The pen fell on the table, as if mocking the dexterity of Lu Tan's fingers.

This feeling reminded Lu Tiao of the crowbar he had lost.

"Perhaps we can use this method to convey information and give knowledge..."

With this in mind, Lu Tian decided to order a solid crowbar online to commemorate his friend who had been with him for so long.

At the same time, in Lu Jian's field of vision, the signature pen on the table twisted like a long snake, winding to form the cold and indifferent words in the silent place.

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