Chapter 1044: Reflection of Vladimir

While Zhang Zian and the group were nervously concerned about the fate of the puppies undergoing surgery, Vladimir was also watching, but he was not very focused, but observed the surrounding movements while watching.

At the same time that the pup was having trouble, it heard a slight click on the plastic ceiling, as if something had jumped on it. When it looked up, it saw a black cat with missing ears staring at it, and occasionally glanced at the puppy with its ears cut off on the table, which seemed to awaken some memories of the past.

Is it time to book?

Seeing that Zhang Zian and the others were not paying attention to him, Vladimir slipped away quietly. It ran on the ground, and the black cat with missing ears jumped up on the ceiling, and they ran to the reserved meeting place together.

There are many people in the dog market. Some people saw this seemingly ownerless blue cat on the road and wanted to catch it and take it home, but it avoided it deftly, and it would do nothing to anyone who tried to catch it. Tease the other party unceremoniously until the other party gives up in frustration.

It saw many cats locked in cages along the way. They were not as lucky as the cats in the Qiyuan pet store. They could play and run freely in the store, waiting for a suitable owner to take them home.

Is it happier to be a pampered domestic cat, or to be a free stray cat?

A child is not a cat, how do you know the joy of a cat?

There is a contradiction hidden in Vladimir's heart. On the one hand, he encourages stray cats to resist oppression, and on the other hand, he is not a stray cat himself, and has a fixed and safe place to sleep every night. This is also reflected in its attitude towards the yellow and white kitten. It still hopes that the yellow and white kitten can find an owner and no longer have to live a life of wandering and living under the fence, because it knows how hard it is for a stray cat. Although it has freedom, it lives every day. Precarious life.

It hopes that all stray cats can set foot on the other side of happiness. They can have freedom without worrying about safety. They can have food and blessings together. There is no unevenness everywhere. No cats can keep warm... no more begging , no longer have to go under the hood of the car to avoid the wind, and no longer have to be hit and killed when crossing the road.

It firmly believes that this long-cherished wish will be realized one day. The future is bright, but the road is tortuous. It may take several generations of cats' bloody struggle to realize it.

However, the realization of wishes will be resisted by the majority of human beings, and it is impossible for human beings to agree to another species to be equal to them.

so……

It stopped and looked back towards Zhang Zian's direction. Although his figure was already covered by many figures, it knew he was there and was still surprised by its sudden disappearance.

Would he still understand it if it was going to lead stray cats on the road against humans?

Probably not, after all, people say: People who are not of my race must have a different heart.

So on this road, it is destined to be lonely.

The figures in front of him became more and more sparse, and it seemed that they had gradually left the scope of the dog market, freed from the pungent smell of dog feces and cat urine, and finally could breathe fresh air.

The black cat with missing ears has already jumped off the ceiling and ran side by side with Vladimir—to be precise, half a body behind him to show respect.

Vladimir slowed down several times, trying to keep the Black Cat on pace with him, but the Black Cat slowed down accordingly, always keeping him in the lead.

It doesn't want this, and vaguely feels that this is problematic. It doesn't want stray cats to worship it too much, and worship it as a god. What they should believe in is its theory, not itself... No, it is Ben Meow.

However, it is undeniable that it does not resent this in its heart.

Everyone likes to be admired by others of the same kind, and no one is an exception.

It is not a saint, not a holy cat. It has tried its best to restrain itself, but sometimes it is still complacent because of the worship of stray cats.

It always says "I am not a god", because it is worried that one day it will forget this sentence and regard itself as a god.

The stray cats regard it as a god, if it loses its clear mind,

Under the admiration of the group of cats, he also regards himself as a god, then it... will eventually become the object of his hatred.

What's the point of overthrowing a god and then becoming a god himself?

This is an unsolvable cycle, a cycle of the rise and fall of a dynasty, and it hopes that it can break this cycle instead of getting stuck in it.

It hopes that someone can always remind it, tell it "you are not a god", tell it "you can make mistakes", tell it that it does not have to carry the fate of stray cats on its own shoulders, tell it that it can rely on the wisdom of the group of cats, and give full play The subjective initiative of group cats.

Zhang Zian seems to be the closest candidate, as long as he is given enough time, maybe he can indeed do it.

As long as human beings are given enough time, human beings may be able to recognize their own mistakes and reflect on their own mistakes.

But Vladimir ran out of time, and he couldn't just watch stray cats being abused and slaughtered by humans.

It is a cat, and it knows both the joy of cats and the pain of cats, so it can only be activated in advance.

The raid against the stray dogs was just another actual combat exercise. The stray dogs were not in its eyes at all, and victory was inevitable.

The statue of the cat god is not in its eyes either, it is just a lifeless paper tiger, the net against the statue of the cat god has gradually formed, the statue of the cat god is like a grasshopper after autumn, it will not be able to jump for a few more days It's over, and it's about to fall into the vast ocean of civil war.

Among the three mountains, the truly unattainable one gradually appeared before Vladimir's eyes. It was a mountain that no other species had ever climbed to the top.

A village appeared ahead, and dogs barking could be heard in the distance.

The earless black cat screamed while running, which means that this village is the area where stray dogs and domestic vicious dogs are most concentrated. Children and old people are often bitten, and old cats and young cats are killed.

Vladimir recovered from his contemplation, followed the black cat with missing ears, turned left and right, passed through a green wheat field, ran briskly across the field ridges, and came to a highland full of weeds.

"Meow meow meow meow!"

A stray cat in charge of guard jumped out from the weeds, blocked their way, and stretched out a front paw to say a signal.

"Meow meow meow meow!"

The earless black cat also responded to the signal with the same posture. Although it sounds similar, there are subtle differences in the cadence of the voice.

The stray cat guards get out of the way, and the earless black cat and Vladimir walk unhindered.

Among the wild grass is an empty flat land, which has been filled by hundreds of stray cats of various colors at this time.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at Vladimir in unison.

It took a deep breath, clenched one front paw, and shouted: "Destroy human tyranny, the world belongs to cats!"