Qian Qian stared dumbfoundedly at the little black cat before her, then asked another question in disbelief. "Then what's ten thousand plus ten thousand?"
"Twenty thousand." The black cat shot her an annoyed look, but a young girl's voice came from its mouth. Then it ignored us and focused intently on licking its paws and washing its face.
Qian Qian continued staring blankly for several seconds before finally reacting. Pointing at the black cat, she cried out, "You can do math! And you got it right!"
At once, the looks we gave Qian Qian were more horrified than the ones we'd given the talking cat. Lin Xue nearly bit her tongue. "Hey! Why is your angle of attention always so weird? Shouldn't you first be curious about the fact that the cat can talk?"
"Oh, right." Qian Qian came to a realization, looked at the black cat, and cried out again, "You can talk too!"
This time, even the cat looked a little dumbfounded—don't ask me how I could see an expression like "dumbfounded" on a cat's face. Anyway, it seemed rather astonished by Qian Qian's thought process. The black cat licked its lips. "Is there any need to be this surprised? Talking Mozambique Cats may be rare, but they're still more common than Juniper Cats, right? People from the Imperial Capital shouldn't make such a fuss, especially when there's even a scholar among you..."
We hurriedly composed our expressions and tried our best to look unsurprised. Damn it, the troublesome situation really had appeared. If you don't understand another world's circumstances, it's easy to unconsciously bring Earth's common sense with you. Apparently, cats talking was actually a trivial matter in this world! We really should have been calmer, since none of us present were strangers to talking animals. In