Malomasha now likes the group of Sons of Gold.

They are all professionals and speak nicely.

Moreover, facing the Cat Humans, this powerful group is actually willing to let go of their figure and play and live with them.

Even... I don't know if it was my own illusion, but Malomasha felt that some of the golden sons put themselves in the position of slaves.

It's simply incredible.

This is unlikely.

She felt that most of the cats were weak and had no chance of tying, because she couldn't stand the Cat Human race's personality that had no strength but had to be involved in everything. The entire orc race almost excluded the Cat Human race.

It was finally difficult to have the space magic tower willing to take it in.

But...it is more about the two properties of utilization and pressing.

It has been hundreds of years since the Cat Humans attached to the Space Magic Tower.

But the total population has hardly changed.

This is not because the cat human race has a low fertility rate. On the contrary, the cat human race has a very high fertility rate.

On average, one child can give birth to about three.

Although the newly born cat is very small and much smaller than the human fetus, it is easier to feed than the human baby.

As long as you have a little milk, you can grow wildly.

But even so, the total population of the Cats tribe has not increased, which is very telling.

The Cat Humans can survive in the space Dharma Tower, but cannot develop.

So Malomasha has been seeking change.

Her scout talent is extremely rare in the clan, but for the sake of change, she took the initiative to become a space magician.

The group of Sons of Gold, from Roland to now, has been with a large number of Sons of Gold, and has lived together for several days, and has a preliminary understanding of them.

This is a rather strange but quite 'bottom line' group.

Although the Catman tribe had some ideas that conflicted with the Son of Gold, most of the ones who gave in were Son of Gold.

Moreover, they always like to say things like "seeking common ground while reserving differences", "common development", and "harmonious life".

This left a deep impression on Malomasha.

She has a kind of... This is the feeling that the main race should have a mind.

She even had the idea of ​​letting the entire clan follow the Golden Son, otherwise she would not have helped persuade the clan members to come to the base.

After following you, you have to find a place to live.

It's best to live forever.

Malomasha is a rare cat among the cat human race who has "foresight".

Of course, due to the relationship between knowledge and knowledge, there is actually not much "foresight". It is just that people who are lazy and only look in front of them. If they can live a day, they are better than cats who are lazy.

This is thanks to her becoming a magician and reading a few more books.

Before, she had been thinking about how to develop her race after following the Son of Gold and seek the development of the Cat Human race without damaging the interests of the Son of Gold.

There was no result at first.

However, after seeing Roland, she suddenly remembered that she had chatted with the Sons of Gold before and listened to the Sons of Gold.

When these people talk about things, they almost never avoid the cat-human being next to them.

So she collected a lot of information.

For example, there are also some things about Roland and some of his friends.

After seeing him, Malomasha suddenly had this idea.

Bring the cats to the human world and become an affiliated race to the Son of Gold.

From then on, I left the orc world.

A world like the Orcs that only talk about the size of fists and have no kindness and kindness, it’s fine if you don’t wait.

"Roland, let's move our entire Catman tribe to your friend's Wetland City."

After she spoke her request, her eyes widened and she looked at the man in front of her with anticipation.

Roland was stunned for a moment, and he turned his head to look at the cats nearby, thought for a while, and said, "I think this idea is good, but I want to contact my friends, after all, he is the city lord."

"I understand." Malomasha took the initiative to pull Roland's hand, and gently held his fingers with her small and smooth palms: "I hope you can say good things for us, okay?"

"That's what it should be." Roland smiled and said, "But I think that even if I don't say much, you Cats should be able to settle in the Wetlands."

"But for you, I think the success rate will be much higher." Malomasha's tail raised up and the tail end rolled around: "Please, I will thank you whether it succeeds or not."

"It's really not necessary." Roland pulled his hand out of Maromasha's palm: "You wait a moment, I'll contact him."

"Uh-huh."

Malomasha nodded repeatedly, then stood aside and waited patiently.

Roland @Beta in the guild chat system.

Roland: Beta, there is a cat-human race, who looks like tens of thousands of people. If you want to join the Wetland City, will you accept it?

Soon Beta replied: Is it the cat human race I know? Human creatures with cat ears and tails?

Roland: Yes.

Beta: I will collect, of course. I will collect as much as I can. Where are they now, I will send a small army to pick them up.

Roland: On the side of the magic tower of space, there is a sea across it.

Beta: It's a bit difficult. It's too far. If you encounter a shipwreck when you take a boat, it's heartbreaking for every cat person to die. Brother Roland, do you have any good solutions?

Roland: This is indeed the reason, I think about it.

Exiting from the guild chat system, Roland looked heavy.

When Malomasha saw that he had a bad expression, her heart was cold.

She couldn't help asking, "Don't he want your friend?"

"Of course he is willing, and very willing." Roland explained: "It's a problem for you Catman to go to the Wetlands. After all, Holevin is on the other side of the sea."

Hearing that it was this problem, Malomasha breathed a sigh of relief: "This is not a problem, we can build a ship."

"But it is easy to encounter storms at sea and things are prone to happen."

"There will be no surprises in life." Malomasha robbed the short hair in her ears, and her petite body exuded the unique charm of foreign creatures: "As long as half of us can go there, it will be a great victory."

"But we won't think so." Roland thought for a while and said, "Maybe I have a way. But this will happen after breaking the Space Magic Tower."

Malomasha looked at the tribesmen around her and smiled happily: "We can wait. By the way, Roland, you took good care of me before, but now you have helped me solve such a big problem, but I have nothing to repay. So... I'll make you a barbecue unique to our cat human race."

Roland was full of questions, is the Cats thanking people for food?

Very strange!

He was quite curious about what the special barbecue of the Cat Human race was, so he stayed.

As a result, it was not until evening that Malomasha prepared the barbecue.

When the prepared barbecue was served, Roland's face was green.

On the barbecue skewers were peeled mice that had been burned golden.

“Haha…it looks delicious…”

Roland's cheeks were twitching, regretting how he was so curious.

After all, cats have the habit of cats, so it seems normal for them to like to eat mice.

"This is not a mouse, this is a field mouse." Malomasha smiled happily. She liked to see Roland's uncomfortable appearance that she obviously dared not eat, but had to pretend to be able to eat.

Although they were from the south, Roland's generation was well-fed and had never been hungry when they were young, so they never ate anything like voles. However, most of the people in southern Xinjiang who had been older than a few years ago had eaten voles.

Voles are edible, and the soup tastes quite good.

"For you." Malomasha put a rat skewer into Roland's hand: "Try it, it's really delicious."

Looking at the mouse on the wooden sign, Roland swallowed. When he was about to hesitate whether he should eat this thing, an explosion suddenly came from a distance.

Roland and Malomasha looked at the direction where the sound came at the same time.

Then I saw a stream of black smoke floating up.

"It's the place where the station is." Roland put the skewers in Malomasha's hand: "It seems something happened, I'll go and help."

Then he flew, even a little bit like running away.

Malomasha burst into laughter.

She stuttered the rat skewers in her hand with a very happy expression.

Under the rapid flight of human cannons, Roland soon arrived above the station.
To be continued...