The writhing "cat polymer" pushed and shoved its way to Yu Sheng, a mass of bizarre white glowing eyes on the surface of the amorphous shadow cluster flickered, chaotic cat calls emanated from inside the cluster, and then the shadow heap suddenly collapsed in place, instantly disintegrating into dozens or hundreds of black cats—each cat transitioned from an illusory shadowy state to a texture reminiscent of plastic or rubber, transforming into a form Yu Sheng was familiar with during the collapse.
Soon after, the black cats scattered into the corners of the alley.
Only one cat stayed behind—the glossy "plastic kitten" fixed its gaze on Yu Sheng's eyes, raising a front paw.
Yu Sheng hesitantly bent down, reaching out to touch the paw.
A shallow "thought" entered his mind.
"The invaders will return."
