Allergic To Furry Things But Can Pet Them Mentally – CH111

Chapter 111

The great snow leopard had already woken up long ago, but because the little cub sleeping on its belly had not stirred at all, it simply continued resting with its eyes closed.

These wild snow leopards had approached sometime before dawn.

Both the Tang family and the great snow leopard had noticed them drawing near. After observing for a while and seeing that they were most likely just attracted by the great snow leopard and meant no harm, they did not drive them away.

Besides, Tang Rong liked snow leopards so much that once he woke up and saw so many gathered nearby, he would definitely be delighted.

These snow leopards seemed to regard the great snow leopard as a powerful member of their kind, remaining by its side and seeking its protection.

Tang Rong was thrilled beyond words.

So many, so many, so many snow leopards!

He was not dreaming, was he?!

Although they were all ordinary wild snow leopards, not spirit forms, so he could not pet them without breaking out in allergies, just seeing so many at once already made him incredibly, incredibly happy.

“Miwu.” The great snow leopard beneath him noticed that he was awake, let out a soft, deliberately cute cry, and then curled its big tail toward him on its own, bringing it right in front of him.

“Baby.” Tang Rong hugged the tip of the huge tail and rubbed his little face against it, his voice full of delight. “There are so, so many snow leopards. Did they come here to find you?”

“Meow.”

At the sound of the great snow leopard’s call, quite a few wild snow leopards edged closer, though none of them dared climb directly onto it.

The great tail curled around the little cub and lifted him onto the roof of the hover car nearby.

Afraid of scaring the snow leopards away, the great lion changed back into a little lion and sat in a nest on top of the hover car, keeping watch over what was happening.

The rest of the family members were still resting inside the hover car. They were all awake by now, but in order not to frighten the snow leopards off, none of them came out.

Tang Rong took the chance to pick up the little lion and give it a few affectionate rubs.

“Dad, good morning.”

“Aowu!”

Even though it was already morning, there was still no sign of the sky growing lighter.

The mountains were still washed in colorful aurora, breathtakingly beautiful.

The great snow leopard rolled over, landed on all four paws, and shook its fur briskly.

Because it had lain in the snow all night, a lot of white snow had clung to its coat. It needed to shake it all off before letting the little cub lie on its back again, otherwise Tang Rong would get cold and dirty.

Tang Rong loved watching a snow leopard shake out its fur. When the little snow leopard did it, the blur looked like an adorable fluffy puffball. The great snow leopard, on the other hand, looked far more imposing, especially with those beastly eyes narrowing instinctively while it shook.

Once it finished, its eyes instantly returned to their round, clear shape, and it looked obediently and brightly at the little cub on the hover car roof. Then it stretched luxuriously, eagerly extended its tail again, picked Tang Rong up, and set him on top of its head.

“Meowu.”

The great snow leopard padded a few steps to the side, planning to carry Xiao Rong around the hover car a few times and stretch its own body while doing so.

But the group of wild snow leopards followed after it one by one, like a train of little attendants trailing behind their king.

Tang Rong watched the snow leopards behind them with shining eyes. A flash of inspiration struck him, and he blurted out, “Baby is the Snow Leopard King!”

“Aowu.” The great snow leopard lifted its head proudly.

Remembering some scenes he had seen on his light brain, Tang Rong lay flat on the great snow leopard’s head, raised both hands, and saluted respectfully. “Greetings, Snow Leopard King!”

The great snow leopard wagged its huge tail in delight. If not for the little cub lying on its head, it would have lifted its chin even higher and let out a majestic “aowu” to the open mountain valley.

Inside the hover car nearby, the Tang family were all about to faint from sheer cuteness.

…

Seeing how much Xiao Rong liked the snow leopards, the great snow leopard took a few extra laps.

It would never get jealous of ordinary animals like these—animals that could make Xiao Rong break out in allergies and could not compete with it for affection.

Tang Rong took out his light brain and snapped many photos and videos of the Snow Leopard King and its subjects.

There was some fresh meat inside the hover car. Seeing this, Yun Jian brought some over and let Tang Rong, who could not pet these snow leopards, sit on the great snow leopard’s back and feed them instead.

Just like feeding the animals at the zoo, it still brought plenty of fun—except this time it was a truly “fully wild zoo.”

Wearing little gloves, Tang Rong tossed the cut-up meat pieces and fed the fluffy snow leopards.

Because of this, the snow leopards, now receiving free food, became even more devoted to the “Snow Leopard King” and the “little deity” on its head, turning into their loyal followers.

This mountain trip left both the Snow Leopard King and the little deity with a truly rich harvest.

Tang Rong had long heard there were many wild animals in the mountains, especially snow leopards, but he had never gone up before. He had not expected his very first trip to bring such a huge reward.

On the way back down, Tang Rong hugged one of the great snow leopard’s ears and whispered to it the whole way.

“Baby, I’m so happy.”

“From now on, you can hold me while we sleep.”

“Was Garbage Planet beautiful too?”

“In the future, can we come back every year to see the snow leopards on the mountain?”

The great snow leopard answered every single sentence with soft, deliberately sweet “mimi meow meow” sounds.

…

The group did not stay very long on Garbage Planet.

There was no helping it—the place that held Tang Rong’s memories was simply too small. It did not even take a full day to visit all of it.

Tang Rong took them to the broken plaza to see the ruined musical fountain, and there they met the wandering musician. Tang Hu played a piece together with him, as if meeting a kindred spirit.

Tang Rong brought them to try some sour-sweet wild plants. Every single person ended up with a flower or a blade of grass neatly sticking out of their mouths.

Then Tang Rong took them to Grandma’s grave.

Though it could hardly be called a grave—just a patch of ground that had been trampled flat.

Tang Rong said there used to be a small mound there. He had buried a strand of Grandma’s hair beneath it and piled up a tiny earth mound the way other graves looked. Back when he still lived on Garbage Planet, he used to come visit her often.

He had been gone for less than a year, yet the mound had already disappeared. Even so, he still found the exact spot without mistake.

With the help of his family, they built up a little mound again, and Tang Rong buried the pair of warm gloves he had been wearing in the soil beneath it.

He wanted to leave something for Grandma.

What he remembered most clearly was Grandma’s rough hands.

Those hands had held him often, stroked him, gently patted his back…

The palms were rough and full of cracks. They did not feel smooth against the skin, but he had always loved that feeling. It felt safe.

He wanted to bury his warm little gloves here, hoping Grandma’s hands would never feel cold again.

Before leaving, Tang Rong quietly said one last sentence to Grandma in his heart.

“Don’t worry, Grandma. I’m living very well now. My family all loves me, and I’ve made really good friends too. I’ll grow up well and become an amazing grown-up.”

A gust of wind rose, lifting the scarf around the little cub’s neck and brushing softly against his face, like a warm, gentle hand.

…

Without his gloves, the little snow leopard willingly became Tang Rong’s gloves instead, letting Tang Rong hold him and warm his hands against his soft, warm belly.

It was not cold inside the hover car at all, but who could resist soft snow-leopard-fur hand warmers?

Back on the ship, Tang Rong took one last look at Garbage Planet through the sturdy glass window.

His heart felt a little lighter somehow.

The system told him that a brand-new chapter of his life had completely begun.

That night, Tang Rong fell asleep on the great snow leopard’s belly.

With every breath, the great snow leopard’s stomach rose and fell, like an exquisitely made rocking crib, and Tang Rong slept wonderfully.

The next morning, when Tang Rong woke up, he found the room pitch-black. The soft great snow leopard beneath him was gone as well, and he was lying on his little bed.

When they were on the ship, even at night there would always be a faint little lamp left on.

But now, even the lamp was dark.

In his mind he asked, “System, what time is it on the capital planet now? Where did Baby go? Why is it so dark? Did something happen to the ship?”

But the system did not answer him. It had gone somewhere.

Sometimes the system would briefly go into sleep mode to optimize and upgrade itself, disappearing for a while. Tang Rong did not think too much of it.

Just as he stumbled out of bed and felt his way to the bedroom door, pressing down the handle and opening it, a cluster of light suddenly flared up.

The first thing he saw was a beautiful little cake.

There were five candles lit on top of it, lighting up the faces of every one of his family members outside the door.

Then came the sound of everyone singing “Happy Birthday” in unison.

Mixed in was even a little “mimi meow meow” chorus.

Tang Rong stood frozen in the doorway, blinking.

Huh.

Today was… his birthday?

Allergic To Furry Things But Can Pet Them Mentally