Lu Li turned back to observe the tail that was longer than his body; now he looked like the Flowing Cat.
From a low perspective, everything in the dormitory appeared gigantic, the door towering like a fortress wall.
Lu Li returned to the pile of clothes and dug out the Doomsday Apocalypse from his pocket, but the piece was too large for him to carry as a transformed black cat.
Walking on the floor to familiarize himself with this body, beyond the novel perspective, becoming a black cat didn't make Lu Li feel uncomfortable or clumsy. He pushed the clothes along with the piece under the bed, jumped onto the chair, then used it as a springboard to leap onto the desk, his tail curling around the sesame oil bottle, and jumped down from the desk.
Click—
The door slowly opened a crack, and a pitch-black, flowing-like black cat squeezed through the gap, placed the sesame oil bottle down, and wrapped its tail around the door handle to shut it.
Bang.
The dormitory returned to silence.
