Chapter 170 Schrödinger-Like Rat Name

"Is it, is it our destination?"

"It should be right here, but I think..."

"Yes, it means, no, it means no, there are so many feelings!"

"I mean…"

"Don't squeeze. Let me take another look. This should be the right place!"

"That's right, just go out. Why are you blocking the entrance of the cave?"

"I think, being new here, maybe we should be polite..."

"Polite? They are not mice, why should we be polite to them?"

"Because there's a big cat outside."

A high-pitched chirping sound came from the hole that suddenly appeared in the corner. In just a moment, the originally quiet corner of the shop turned into a vegetable market, and the hole popped up like a mushroom after the rain. Four or five rat heads.

Several mouse heads were originally crowded around each other, refusing to give in to each other. It was like drool and nonsense were flying together, and it felt like the world would last forever. It wasn't until one of the mice spotted a big fat cat squatting on the counter and staring at them eagerly that the situation came under control and calmed down a little.

"I heard that cats like to eat mice?" A mouse in a green vest at the front turned its head and whispered to the friends behind it, "Remember, lower your head and never look into its eyes."

"Is that a cat? It's the first time I've seen a living cat!" Another short, slightly spiky mouse tried hard to get his head out from under his friends. The beard at the corner of his mouth was trembling wildly, and he had two small eyes. The trickle was spinning around, looking very excited. "Can I go over and touch it? Or ask it to sign my extracurricular practice sheet!"

"If you want to lie down and go home, you can go up and try." The mouse in front sighed deeply, and even the beard at the corner of his mouth drooped involuntarily.

"Then do we have to wait here forever?"

"Theoretically, if the cat doesn't leave, who wants to get out?"

"How long will it take to wait? Don't miss our ancestor's important event!"

Several other mouse heads started talking in a flurry, and for a while, the scene that had just been quiet for a few seconds seemed to be reviving.

Zheng Qing looked numbly at the mouse wearing a green vest crowded at the front. The cage he was holding in his hand suddenly hit the floor, attracting the attention of all the small animals in the room—— Including the group of rats wearing vests in the corner, the group squatting on the counter, and the rows of products sleeping in cages behind the counter.

Dozens of pairs of hundreds of small eyes of different colors stared at him, and the young public-funded student shuddered involuntarily.

"Ding dong ears?" Zheng Qing finally came to his senses, looked at the mouse in a green vest at the front of the hole in the corner, and asked tentatively, "Ding dong ears, is that you?"

"Hey! Little wizard, you actually know how to tink-dong ears?!" The mouse at the front of the crowd heard the words and suddenly became very happy. The beard at the corner of its mouth couldn't help but tremble, and its smile curled up and down. " That’s great, great! But I’m not Ding Dong Ears, I’m Ding Dong Ears, please look more clearly next time.”

The corners of Zheng Qing's mouth twitched and he ignored Dingdang Er's words. Regardless of whether he can see clearly or not, these mice all look the same in Zheng Qing's eyes, and he can't tell the difference at all - in other words, he can't tell the difference at all before these mice announce their names. One is jingle ears, which one is jingle ears.

In a sense, these mice's names are all Schrödinger-esque.

The only way the young wizard can distinguish between Dingdong Ears and Dingdong Ears is that in his impression, Dingdong Ears is a timid mouse who is timid in front of cats and can pretend to be dead; while Dingdong Ears is very courageous and dares to play dead in front of cats. Explodes in front of the cats.

Therefore, when the mouse in front of him reminded the mice behind him with a solemn warning tone, Zheng Qing's first reaction was that it was definitely not the tinkling ears that could explode thorns.

While the two sides were talking, the fat cat Tuantuan, who was hunched over and squinting his eyes as if he was ready to attack these uninvited guests, seemed to have thought of something. He lay down again, took out two beef cubes from the plate and stuffed them into his mouth. The beard on the fat face twitched as it chewed slowly. It lowered its eyes, looking enigmatic.

The wild rats in the rows of cages behind the counter, after a brief shock, seemed to see the opportunity to seize freedom. They screamed one by one and began to bang against the thin cage doors.

"What's going on, what's going on? How can you come back to get an exhibit when it can be fried here?" An anxious voice came from the door with hurried footsteps.

Fatty Xin grabbed a small handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead and neck while crossing the threshold and hurriedly walked in. Zheng Qing caught a glimpse of the steam steaming from the fat man's head and was greatly impressed - it was really embarrassing for this fat man to look so enthusiastic in such a cold weather.

"Excuse me, can you please keep that fat cat away from us?" Ding Dong Ears bravely took a big step forward, waved his arms, and shouted in a high-pitched voice, "For the harmony and stability of wizard society!"

Tuan Tuan snorted disdainfully, not even bothering to raise his eyelids to take a closer look at the mice.

After hearing Dingdang Er's request, before Zheng Qing could think of how to answer, Fatty's shocked voice came from beside him.

"Ding dong ears? Damn it...how did you run into our store?!" As he said that, the fat man looked around, as if he wanted to see an open window or someone hiding in the corner. The old wizard smiled slyly at him.

"I'm not Tinker Bell! I'm Tinker Bell!" The mouse in the green vest couldn't help but clenched its paws and flicked its tail, with a few veins popping up on its forehead.

Behind it, several other rats crowded into the room one after another and let out chuckles.

"Well, okay, okay, Dingdang Ears...please ask, what's the matter with you guys appearing in our store so 'suddenly'?" before throwing out a calming charm to keep the restless 'commodities' away. After being comforted again, the young public-funded student finally calmed down, looked down at the uninvited guests at his feet, and asked the doubts in his heart.

"Huh?" Dingdang's sharp eyes glanced at the meditation talisman that Zheng Qing had just activated. After realizing that there was no dangerous aura in it, the short hair on his neck slowly calmed down.

Then it coughed twice, and its tone suddenly became very serious, "Tell the boss of your store that a big shot from our rat tribe is going to attend your opening ceremony, and we need you to do some preliminary cooperation..."

Zheng Qing didn't know what the early cooperation work was.

But he still knew very well who the owner of this store was.

"If you have anything to say, just talk to me. I'll talk to the owner of this store." Zheng Qing put his hands on his knees and looked down at a group of clothes-clad mice in front of him, smiling broadly.

Finally, as if to confirm his words, the young wizard pointed at the business license hanging on the wall.

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(Tianjin)