Chapter 129: It Is a Ten-Month-Old Kitty

Jiang Sui frowned, looking at the little cat who was watching her with cautious apprehension.

"If this is a case of ancestral atavism, it shouldn't count as a bug, right?"

The system replied, "But creatures aren't allowed to attain spirits after the founding of the nation."

Jiang Sui fell silent. She covered her face and coughed lightly.

Before her, Miao Xiaomiao was still watching her with fear and caution. Mystic energy possessed an exceptionally strong deterrent effect on unknown non-human entities, which was why Xiaomiao felt an instinctive dread toward her.

"And then what happened?" Jiang Sui continued to ask.

"After that, I started working to earn money," she whispered. "I was originally hanging around film sets for free meals, and when I heard someone say you were hiring an assistant, I submitted a resume to try my luck..."

Jiang Sui stared at her face for a moment, a trace of surprise flashing in her eyes. "You’re only ten months old?"

A ten-month-old cat—she wasn't even an adult yet!

Xiaomiao blinked her eyes and nodded.

Jiang Sui: "..."

So, despite being so young, this cat had already learned to write that she was twenty years old on her resume. Jiang Sui felt a headache coming on.

"Where are you living now?"

"In a warehouse. I help them keep watch at night," Xiaomiao replied. There had been many mice in the warehouse before, but ever since she arrived, they had all vanished.

"Then do you have... that?" Jiang Sui couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"Is the Master trying to ask if I have any special abilities?"

Jiang Sui immediately realized, "You can tell what I'm thinking?"

Xiaomiao immediately lowered her head, her large eyes observing Jiang Sui's expression. "Not most of the time, only occasionally..." She couldn't hear what Sister Sui was thinking all the time, only once in a while.

Jiang Sui raised an eyebrow. It seemed this little calico's ability was mind-reading. She withdrew her talisman formation, and the small paper dolls all flew back to her.

"Can you still transform?" Jiang Sui asked curiously.

Finding that she was no longer being suppressed, Xiaomiao’s tone became clear and bright. "I can!" she said, as if presenting a treasure. "I can turn into a cat right now!"

Jiang Sui rubbed her nose. Ah, she was quite cute...

"Go ahead and show me," she said.

Xiaomiao hopped on the spot, and by the time she landed, she had transformed into a small calico cat. The little cat pounced toward Jiang Sui, rubbing against her in a fawning, affectionate manner. Jiang Sui reached out to scratch the calico under its chin. The little cat narrowed its eyes in enjoyment, looking incredibly comfortable.

Jiang Sui’s lips curled up as well. Once she had petted her enough, she said, "Alright, change back."

Xiaomiao leapt onto the ground and instantly transformed back into human form. Looking at her clothes, Jiang Sui asked, "When you transform, where do your clothes come from?"

Xiaomiao’s large eyes were filled with confusion. "I don't know either. Everything on me just stays there when I transform."

Jiang Sui thought, *It seems that is an unsolvable mystery.* Back when she practiced immortality, she could use magic to change clothes, so she had been curious about how Xiaomiao managed it.

She pulled a set of keys from her pocket. "Catch."

Xiaomiao looked confused. "?"

"Since you don't have a place to live, stay here from now on. You don't need to look after that warehouse anymore. From now on, you’re my assistant; just stay with me."

Xiaomiao froze, her large eyes fixed steadily on Jiang Sui.

"Also, stop calling me 'Master.' Just call me whatever you called me before."

"By the way, you don't have an ID card, do you?" Jiang Sui suddenly remembered.

Xiaomiao came back to her senses and nodded. "I just muddled through whenever I worked before."

Jiang Sui: "..." She had known it. Where would a ten-month-old cat get an ID card? When Shi Heng gave her the documents, it was just a resume.

"Fine, I understand. I'll give you a new name later. How about Miao Miaomiao?" After all, the name 'Xiaomiao' was a bit too generic.

Xiaomiao smiled. "Can I take my grandmother's surname?"

Jiang Sui smiled. "Of course."

"Grandmother's surname is Yi!" Xiaomiao’s eyes shimmered with light.

"Alright then, Yi Miaomiao." There was a hint of imperceptible indulgence in her tone.