Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 174 173 Mr. Gray

"I'm not a cat!"

Eclipse roared in his mind: "Idiot, wake up! This is a primitive god!"

The big rat's eyes revealed wisdom and peace. Seeing Feng Xiuhu was silent, he asked with concern, "Mr. Squad Leader, are you okay?"

Feng Xiuhu exhaled slowly, and the mud stuck in his nostrils dripped down. He calmed down a lot.

Seeing this, the big rat reached into the hair on his chest and felt around for a moment before pulling out a handkerchief and handing it over: "Wipe it off, it will feel better."

Feng Xiuhu took it, wiped his face, and then handed it back to Big Mouse: "What's your name?"

The rat took the handkerchief back, folded it, and put it back into his fur. He smiled and replied, "Mr. Gray."

"That's what they call me, and I like it."

Feng Xiuhu smiled in relief: "Oh—so you are Mr. Gray..."

The smile froze on his face, and his brain froze again: "Why are you out for a walk so late?"

The man in gray tilted his head. "No, I rarely come out, but I noticed you were very tired and seemed to need help."

Feng Xiuhu subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the piece of raw meat stuck in the mud.

Mr. Gray picked up the strip of meat and put it in his pocket with a natural look. "Sorry, it's a little dirty."

Then, Mr. Gray extended a sharp nail and cut through the fur on his arm. He stared at the flesh exposed to the air. He considered for a few seconds and finally nodded. "This one is more tender."

Mr. Gray handed a new piece of bloody meat to Feng Xiuhu.

He smiled warmly and said, "Fill your stomach and you'll have more strength. Please feel free."

Feng Xiuhu pushed him away and declined: "Thank you, I don't eat sashimi."

"That's such a pity."

Mr. Gray said with a hint of regret: "Looks like it's time for me to buy a set of kitchen utensils."

Feng Xiuhu nodded: "Yes, cooking skills are acquired through practice. Mastering one more skill will make it easier to find a job in the future."

Mr. Gray was stunned. "Do I need a job too?"

Feng Xiuhu continued to nod: "Madam Fengyu's family is in need of a cook. I'll introduce you to one later."

Hearing the name, Mr. Gray's eyes lit up with realization. "Lady of Wind and Rain? I've heard of her. Many people always mention her, but I can sense that she's a little different from me."

"Ok?"

Feng Xiuhu felt strange - Mr. Gray behaved like a child who had not experienced much of the world. He understood some things, but not much.

Feng Xiuhu then asked, "How have you been hiding under the nose of Lady Fengyu for so many years?"

Mr. Gray was also puzzled. "How many years exactly do you mean? From the time I can remember until now, it seems like only a few years."

"Eight years? Nine years? Ten years? Yeah, maybe eleven years. Sorry, I can't remember exactly. During that first period, I was like a newborn cub, needing to learn everything."

Feng Xiuhu was stunned: "You mean... you were born just a few years ago?"

Eclipse had clearly figured it out. He laughed heartily in Feng Xiuhu's mind: "A new primordial god! A new kind of authority! Haha! How ironic! The very thing the new god dreamed of accomplishing was actually accomplished so easily by Dicheng?"

"authority?"

The man in gray thought for a moment. "You mean the rules I represent?"

Feng Xiuhu was startled: "Can you hear it?"

Mr. Gray nodded. "Of course. I can smell a similar scent on you."

Feng Xiuhu raised his hand and sniffed. "Is the smell of Dicheng really that obvious?" Mr. Gray smiled politely. "You misunderstood. I meant the smell of 'god'—oh, you seem to call us the Primordial Gods, to distinguish us from the Goddess of Wind and Rain? This is the first time I've heard that, but I'll keep it in mind."

"What I meant just now was that I sensed the same qualities in you as I do—a feeling that made me subconsciously want to be close to you, but for some reason, I also felt a vague instinctive fear."

"Fear?"

Feng Xiuhu raised his eyebrows. He guessed that it was because his current body had already belonged to the category of primitive gods, which made Mr. Hui feel close to his "kind". But where did the fear come from?

Eclipse interrupted his thoughts: "Quickly ask what his authority is."

"No problem at all."

Without waiting for Feng Xiuhu to relay the message, Mr. Gray took the initiative to answer: "It's 'dedication'..."

The man in gray paused.

Feng Xiuhu didn't pay attention. He was thinking about how to say "dedication" specifically, but then he figured it out.

The birth of Mr. Gray is closely related to the beliefs of the people of Dicheng - he is not sure whether it is appropriate to call it belief, but the name "Mr. Gray" originally came from the respect and gratitude of the people of Dicheng for mice.

Perhaps the mouse itself does not think that it is making selfless contributions, but for the people of Dicheng, it is a fact that the mouse has fed countless generations of Dicheng people with its own flesh and blood.

No wonder Mr. Gray started cutting his own flesh right at the start. It was his passive skill.

Feng Xiuhu asked, "Here? To see the authority?"

Mr. Gray's tone was slightly apologetic. "I'm sorry, I can't demonstrate my authority to you here. I'm worried that the fluctuations in the power of the rules will attract the attention of other gods—such as the Goddess of Wind and Rain."

Feng Xiuhu asked curiously, "Are you afraid of them?"

The man in gray nodded seriously. "It's an instinctive fear—but it's a different kind of fear from the one I feel for you."

The topic came back again, and Feng Xiuhu wanted to continue the topic that was interrupted by Shi just now.

Eclipse spoke again, "Tell him to hide well. If the New Gods discover this precious example of success, they will definitely capture him and lock him up for study."

"Thank you for your reminder. I will keep it in mind."

The man in gray took off his hat and bowed.

Feng Xiuhu said impatiently, "Can't you just tell him directly? I don't want to be a mouthpiece."

Eclipse snorted twice. "There's nothing much to say. He's still too weak. 'Devotion'? It's so tasteless. I'm not interested in him."

Mr. Gray didn't seem unhappy. He smiled slightly and said, "Indeed, as a primordial god, I still need time to grow. Undercity is my home, and I don't want to leave. So I will remember your teachings and try my best to hide myself."

He put his hand under the fur on his belly and after a moment he took the pigtail out: "Mr. Monitor, if possible, please take her home."

Feng Xiuhu blinked and stared at Mr. Gray's shiny fur - there was so much stuff hidden in his "clothes".

Taking the pigtail, Feng Xiuhu asked, "What happened to her?"

"Don't worry," the man in gray said with a smile. "She just fell asleep. I often give her meat, so we became friends."

"It was supposed to be the same tonight, but because of your sudden arrival, I had to hide with her. I didn't expect that we waited too long and she fell asleep on me."

Feng Xiuhu looked down and saw that Xiaobianzi was breathing steadily. Even though he was sleeping soundly, he was still holding two pieces of meat tightly in his arms.

It turns out she didn't lie last time.

The meat was really given by Mr. Gray.

PS: Just like his name, Mr. Gray is a true gentleman.

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