Interstellar Beast World: The Ferocious Beast Husband Has a Wild Mind

Chapter 96: Cat Petting and Getting Caught
So cute, I want to touch it.

"Can I touch that caracal too?" Sang Qing was a little uncertain.

Compared to these cats that came over on their own initiative, the caracal seemed to be taking a nap.

"Of course, we follow the principle of voluntariness. All the orcs who appear here are willing to let you touch them." Nain smiled.

After receiving a positive answer, Sang Qing walked over and touched the caracal's back.

"Hey, you're still really fat."

But the fur is still soft, like cotton.

"He usually eats and sleeps, and that's why he's so fat." Claire said with a smile.

The caracal was suddenly touched, and its squinting eyes widened, and it was suddenly filled with a silly and cute feeling.

"You're so cute." Sang Qing praised it and patted its back soothingly. "Okay, go back to sleep. I won't disturb you anymore."

Sang Qing stood up and went to sit on the stone steps on the other side.

The caracal soldier considerately cut a fruit plate for her and brought it to her.

Sang Qing smiled and said thank you.

The caracal opened its round eyes and stopped sleeping. It stared blankly at the female opposite it, with its head tilted, as if it was thinking about some world problem.

There wasn't enough space around Sang Qing, and everyone wanted to squeeze in, so they shrank into animal form, or directly transformed into human form.

Sang Qing also just realized that the beast form of the orcs can become the same size as ordinary wild beasts.

"Is the clouded leopard just now the one that rioted before?" Sang Qing asked belatedly.

Because the two were so different in size, Sang Qing did not associate them together.

"Yes, Healer," nodded the soldier who had taken the Clouded Leopard down earlier. "He said he was unconscious and didn't see you last time, but he was so excited to see you this time that he used too much force."

This immediately caused a burst of laughter, and Sang Qing also curled up the corners of his lips.

Most of the orcs here had met Sang Qing once before when they rescued the clouded leopard, and there were also a few orcs that Sang Qing had selected for treatment before.

Sang Qing is the hope of the shelter.

When they came here before, they thought they would never have the chance to get out and could only sacrifice themselves on the battlefield or die from a mental outburst in the prison.

But since Healer Sang came, several A-level orcs have been released from their team, or the riot value has dropped from over 90 to below 80, so they no longer have to worry about dying from the mental riot.

In the past, even if there were no missions, there would be one or two teammates missing every month, but there has been no reduction in personnel in the past two months.

Those who were in a mental turmoil and in danger were all saved by Sang Qing.

Now that they see hope, their mindset has naturally changed. Even if it takes a very long time, they are willing to wait.

The beastmen made no secret of their closeness to Sang Qing, and showed more respect for him.

Sang Qing also likes this group of friendly furry creatures, so they get along very well with each other.

The beastmen knew that Sang Qing liked furry things, so most of the topics they talked about revolved around their beast forms.

While eating the fruit, Sang Qing absorbed knowledge that he had never known before.

For example, the Amur leopard is what people often call a night owl.

For example, everyone’s roar in the tattoo world is a mix of sounds, but the roar of a cheetah is very comedic.

Under Sang Qing's curious gaze, the Cheetah Orc became restless, but finally he was forced to show it to Sang Qing under the pressure of his teammates.

The cheetah orc sat on the ground with a slender and strong body like a sprint champion, majestic and handsome.

He opened his mouth wide and prepared to speak with a mighty air.

Make short kitten meow sounds.

Sang Qing was stunned.

then……

“hhhhh…”

"Hahahahaha!"

Laughter broke out one after another.

Claire, with a pink bow tied to her tail, clapped her hands to the ground with laughter, causing the bow to tremble. The cheetah beastman felt mortified, and seeing the therapist trying so hard to stifle laughter, he felt like his head was on fire.

He was so angry that he wanted to scold these teammates who had no respect for him at all, but the first thing he did was open his mouth and made a sharper sound similar to the cry of a bird.

The laughter grew louder.

The cheetah is autistic.

Claire laughed for a long time before she calmed down. She came up to Sang Qing with a heavy breath and said, "I'm sorry to have laughed at you. This guy usually cries like that. When he gets anxious, it sounds like a bird."

"So he doesn't dare to yell when he's in beast form, for fear of being laughed at."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Claire laughed mercilessly again.

The cheetah orc came up and clawed him on the head.

Claire screamed, and the two of them started wrestling with each other.

Another orc seized the opportunity to speak up, "If we talk about who has the most powerful and domineering roar, it has to be our captain. His beast form is that of a North African lion."

Sang Qing subconsciously looked at Nain who was standing beside him.

Barbary lion, the Lion King in the cartoon.

Nain leaned against the rockery beside him, his chest crossed, and raised an eyebrow at her. "Didn't you see the beast form last time? I'll forget about the roar, I'm afraid it might scare you."

Sang Qing just glanced at him subconsciously, and didn't insist on listening to his cry.

Turning around, he smiled and waved to the autistic cheetah, "Don't be sad, your voice is very cute. I'll give you ten minutes of mental therapy to make up for it."

The cheetah was instantly delighted, stopped fighting, and raised its tail high, looking extremely proud.

Nor does it matter whether cute is a suitable word to praise the voice of a ferocious beast.

Claire's best position as the biggest contributor was replaced by Cheetah.

The others were extremely envious. If they had known earlier, they would have performed one for Sang Qing as well.

Even if it means performing backflips, they are willing to do it.

Sang Qing lost the last two or three levels of his mental strength, and also reduced the riot values ​​of the other two orcs by two or three points.

……

Outside the shelter, there was a gray-purple hovercar parked.

Shi Ying raised his laptop to check the time for the third time, frowning slightly.

After looking at the entrance of the shelter and thinking for a moment, he got out of the car to look for someone.

Shi Ying asked the security team, and they all knew Shi Ying and told him directly that Healer Sang might have gone to the Lions and Tigers.

Shi Ying came to the Lion and Tiger Team where he used to be with ease.

Then I saw the female sitting on the stone steps, a happy smile on her face, and her tender white hands had just moved away from a tiger beastman.

Various cats were crawling around him, and there were also several orcs who deliberately exposed their tails and ears.

The tail of that damn pink-haired leopard was almost shaking out of its shadow.

Only Captain Nain stood aside in full human form, his eyes always fixed on the female in the center.

Seeing this scene, Shi Ying felt particularly glaring for some reason.

I couldn't stop feeling cold all over.

Huh~
I was so engrossed in playing outside that I didn't even go home.

She usually touches his beast form, does he say anything?

Isn't touching him enough?
"Sang Qing." Shi Ying suppressed the violence that came from nowhere in his heart and called out word by word.

Sang Qing and Claire were talking and didn't hear Shi Ying's suppressed screams.

Nain noticed it, and looking at Shi Ying's gloomy face, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He lowered his head and called Sang Qing: "Female, your beast husband is here to pick you up."

(End of this chapter)