DipNovel Chapter 418 Cat Lord
Chapter 418 Cat Lord
The forging has begun!
Wang Hu squatted down and held the complete biological skull in his palm, as if he were holding a piece of newly made porcelain.
The skull is grayish-white with fine bone texture on the surface, and it gleams with a warm luster in the morning light.
It is larger than a human skull, with a shape between that of a wolf and a bear, a short and wide muzzle, a raised top of the skull, and deep-set eye sockets, like two dark holes.
"Yaoyao, bring the toolbox over here."
Yao Yao responded and ran quickly with her short legs, dragging a heavy box out of the back door of the chariot.
Xu Si chuckled; he had seen this box before.
This little girl used to have a lot of trouble moving things, but now it must be the Sequence Awakening that has strengthened her body.
Wang Hu opened the box, inside which various tools were neatly stacked.
In fact, he doesn't really need these things when making strange objects.
His actions had a performative element to them.
He solemnly picked up a soft cloth from the toolbox and carefully wiped the surface of the skull again and again.
Then the blacksmith sequence is activated.
His body was once again engulfed in fiery red, lava-like patterns.
The crowd unconsciously dispersed a bit due to the heat.
The skull softened and melted little by little in his hands.
Like ice and snow in spring.
The onlookers held their breath, their eyes fixed on the changes in Wang Hu's palm.
Tashan's big head was stretched forward, its neck stretched out long, like a goose lured by food.
Jiao Jiao couldn't see anything even when she stood on tiptoe, so she simply lay down and stopped looking.
"Don't push, don't push." Li Miao wished she could turn into mist.
But nobody paid him any attention.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Wang Hu's forehead, and the skull had completely melted into a flowing liquid in his palm.
It was like mercury flowing and reorganizing, seemingly shaping itself according to Wang Hu's ideas.
Xu Si's starry pupils narrowed slightly.
He could see that the liquid bone was rearranging itself.
It's not a random aggregation, but a kind of almost programmed reorganization—each bone particle is given a specific location and function, like building a miniature city.
Then, Wang Hu made a move.
He stood up, cradling the clump of suspended liquid bone in his hands, and walked toward his troop carrier.
That old-fashioned troop carrier, which was about 80% new, actually presented many inconveniences for long-distance migrations.
At this moment, Wang Hu does indeed have the opportunity to reshape him.
Wang Hu stood in front of the car and slowly pushed forward with both hands.
The clump of liquid bone silently disappeared into the hood, like a drop of water falling into the desert, and was instantly absorbed by the metal.
There was no dazzling light, no earth-shaking tremors.
Only a very low hum came from inside the troop carrier; it was the sound of the engine starting up on its own.
The first thing to change was the car's color.
The black paint surface seemed to be repainted by an unseen hand, changing from dull to bright, from bright to deep, and finally settling on a color between dark green and pitch black.
Next is the body structure. The previously angular, long, and curved body gradually became smooth and rounded, showcasing the beauty of industry.
The scratches and dents on the car body are gradually disappearing, like wounds healing quickly.
The wheels, frame, and body are also changing.
The rubber tread shows fine bumps, not patterns, but a structure more like the paw pads of a biological animal.
Those bumps deform slightly the moment they touch the ground, as if they are "sensing" the condition of the road surface.
The chassis appears to have been raised again, and the huge ground clearance will certainly greatly enhance off-road capability, but overall it doesn't look out of place.
"If only I could turn into a cat!" Yao Yao murmured, staring blankly at her car's transformation.
Wang Hu was taken aback. He had only considered comfort, mobility, and safety, and had not taken his youngest daughter's needs into account at all.
Then a thought crossed his mind.
While maintaining performance, the car body structure has surprisingly evolved in a rounded and cute direction.
The crowd, who were initially shocked and excited, looked at Yao Yao with eyes full of fatherly love upon seeing this scene.
In the end, a perfectly good troop transport vehicle was transformed into an adorable "cat vehicle".
Fortunately, the skull in question was a strange feline skull, so the similarity was definitely over 80%.
From a distance, it might actually look like something eerie.
[Strange object detected: Cat God]
[Rank: 4872]
【Characteristics: Mimicry, terrain adaptation, high-speed mobility】
[Description: This is a car that retains elegance and agility, nobility and tradition. Its body color can change with the environment, its suspension system can adapt to any terrain, and it can maneuver autonomously to avoid damage.]
Wang Hu took two steps back and squinted as he examined his work.
The car body has smooth and rounded lines, with the front of the car slightly raised on both sides, like the shoulder blades of a feline poised to pounce.
The headlights have been reshaped, no longer square industrial products, but two narrow, slightly upturned curves, like a pair of lazy yet alert cat eyes.
In the morning light, the car paint presents a deep color between dark green and jet black, and as the angle of the light changes, you can even vaguely see a texture similar to fur.
"Master Cat." Wang Hu read out the name given to him by the system, a satisfied smile curving his lips.
"Do you like it?"
"I like it!" Before Yao Yao could answer, the other members of the team had already given their reply.
Yao Yao pounced on it, rubbing her little face against the hood, her eyes sparkling: "So cute! So cute! Even cuter than Ya Ya!"
A crow stood on the roof of the ambulance, its three eyes blinking in turn, its crest feathers slightly bristling, and it let out a low, dissatisfied whimper.
It clearly had reservations about this assessment.
"Alright, stop rubbing against me. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future." Wang Hu lifted his daughter out of the car. The little girl also had to maintain her image.
Yao Yao pouted and took two steps back, but her eyes remained glued to the car.
Tashan stepped forward and circled "Cat Master" twice, gently stroking the car body with his large palm, feeling the warm, fur-like texture.
His eyes were filled with envy, and he clicked his tongue in admiration, "Good stuff, really good stuff. Old Wang, your new car is worlds apart from your old one."
"Not bad!" Wang Hu said modestly.
"Li Miao, it's your turn." Wang Hu flexed his wrists, a hint of lingering satisfaction on his face, etched with the marks of the apocalypse.
Li Miao stepped out from the crowd, holding the dark red fragment of the armored giant crab's core in his hands.
The fragments were only the size of a palm, with fine metallic patterns on their surface, and gleamed with a dull luster under the blood-red sun.
Unlike bone materials, it is not warm and smooth; instead, it has a cold, hard, and almost fierce feel.
"Your Hummer?" Wang Hu asked.
Li Miao nodded, his gaze falling on the Hummer SUV parked not far away.
The car was covered in scratches and dents, with spiderweb-like cracks on one of the windshields, and the right rearview mirror was nowhere to be found.
It looked worn and tired, like a weathered old wolf.
"Let's begin." They had discussed the specific needs yesterday, so Wang Hu quickly got the hang of it.
Wang Hu took a deep breath, and the Blacksmith Sequence was activated again.
Fiery red, lava-like patterns emerged from his palms and spread along his arms to his shoulders and neck.
The patterns flickered in the morning light, like molten lava surging deep within the earth's crust.
The core fragments slowly melted in his palm.
It's not the kind of dissolution that occurs with bone material, but a slower, more solid melting, like that of metal.
It eventually turned into a mass of liquid metal-like substance suspended in the palm of your hand.
The mass of matter was pulsating slightly, like a living heart.
Wang Hu walked toward the Hummer.
The same steps still apply.
The molten metal silently disappeared into the hood. Unlike Cat Master's previous modifications, this integration was noticeably smooth, with the metal fusing together without any resistance.