The Villain Doesn’t Want To Get Entangled With the Beautiful Girl After Rebirth

31. The Reading Cat (Extra Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

Lin Nuo glanced at the cat and continued to read.

“It’s me, the cat before your eyes.”

The same voice continued to reach Lin Nuo’s ears.

“I know.”

Lin Nuo didn’t speak, but his voice reached the cat’s ears.

The cat didn’t speak either, squinting its eyes and staring at Lin Nuo. It looked like a lazy cat, curiously watching the human, little did it know that it was a facade hiding its true feelings.

“How did you know?”

“People don’t usually start a conversation with ‘ignorant humans,’ do they?”

“Hmm?”

The cat suddenly felt this made sense. It seemed that the human who could read that ancient book was quite unique.

Wait, he didn’t move his lips; the voice was transmitted telepathically, and he wasn’t at all surprised. Could it be that he knew beforehand?

“Aren’t you surprised, human?”

“I’ve seen a lot. Nothing surprises me anymore.”

After all, I am the arch-villain of world destruction; what haven’t I seen? The spiritual beast’s telepathy is nothing out of the ordinary.

The big cat finds this human hard to read. Just moments ago, he was flipping through “The Martial Arts Comedy” with a sneaky smile, and now he’s seriously engrossed in the bitter “One Hundred Years of Solitude,” his few words seemingly revealing his own profound mystery.

“Let me introduce myself first. My name is Daoyuan, and you can call me by that name. I am a spirit cat with over a hundred years of cultivation, residing in the Zishu Pavilion, taking pleasure in reading. I have almost read all the books here.”

“You can read?”

This is incredible; this one has become a spirit, indeed. After the founding of the nation, they said no more spirits were allowed. And Daoyuan, you’re a cultivator cat, aren’t you?

“Yes, I can read and possess wisdom. For over a hundred years, I have observed the myriad facets of human life. Each person who comes to the pavilion is a reflection of life’s many states: there’s grief from losing loved ones, joy from gaining fame, troubles of the heart, and happiness from marriage. The books they read, their expressions, have long told their own stories and lives.”

The big cat still squints lazily, its indolent appearance starkly contrasting with its sage-like speech.

Could this be the true definition of hidden depth?

Lin Nuo suddenly becomes curious. He’s seen many rare and exotic beasts, but a fat, book-loving cat is a first.

And this chubby cat’s voice rises and falls with emphasis, truly like a wise man well-versed in poetry and literature.

At least he feels that this chubby cat’s tone carries a deeper essence than the elders of Xuan Yun Sect, with a hint of philosophy in his words.

Of course, this is proper philosophy.

Lin Nuo stops reading and looks at the lazy, cultured cultivator cat.

At this moment, nothing is more interesting than talking to a cultured cultivator cat. If there is, it would be talking to an old lecherous cat.

“I just noticed, humans seem unable to touch you. You’re not just a cat that reads; you’ve been trained.”

“Having lived for over a hundred years, this little skill is nothing to boast about. Ignorant humans are not worthy of touching me.”

“You really think highly of yourself. Why choose to communicate with me?” Lin Nuo asks.

“The book in your hands, why did you choose to read that one?” Daoyuan asks.

“Because I flipped through it unintentionally in the past and didn’t understand it, so now I’m trying again.”

“The past? How long ago?”

“Five years ago,” Lin Nuo says with a smile.

“How old are you?”

“Seventeen.”

“Then you have high comprehension, to understand that book at seventeen. Five years ago, at twelve, it’s normal not to understand due to your tender age.”

“No, five years ago, I was seventeen.”

Suddenly, the entire pavilion falls silent.

Daoyuan and Lin Nuo both fall quiet, looking at each other—a lazy, chubby cat and an ordinary-looking young man, each hiding an extraordinary soul within an ordinary shell.

Daoyuan doesn’t think Lin Nuo is joking, and he finds the young man increasingly incomprehensible.

It seems this young man harbors a great secret, and indeed, his life is full of ups and downs.

However, the spirit cat Dao Yuan does not meddle in human affairs. It didn’t care to delve deeper, content to just listen. To hear such words from a seventeen-year-old was quite the find.

“Do you claim to be well-read in literature, as if you understand everything?” Lin Nuo broke the silence.

Cat: “Yes, if you don’t believe me, you can test me, but only within the scope of books.”

Lin: “So confident? Where does the phrase ‘Heaven’s timing is less significant than Earth’s advantage, and Earth’s advantage is less significant than the harmony among people’ come from?”

Cat: “Mencius.”

Lin: “The four teachings of Confucius’ school?”

Cat: “Culture, conduct, loyalty, trustworthiness.”

Lin: “Not bad, another question, is there a way to overcome someone who bursts with power in the face of death and danger?”

Cat: “There’s no record of such a physique in the books, I cannot answer.”

Lin: “…”

Well, that didn’t work. You’re like a search engine, cat, only pulling up commonly known knowledge. Can’t you transform knowledge into something useful?

So it seems Su Kexin is like a bug in the system, indeed the protagonist’s physique is unsolvable.

Lin: “Do you know ‘Romance of the Three Kingdoms’?”

Cat: “I know it, I’ve studied it thoroughly, ask me anything.”

This world shares much knowledge with Lin Nuo’s world, including the classic ‘Romance of the Three Kingdoms,’ and the content is the same.

Lin Nuo suddenly had some ideas.

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