Degree of Catification

The process of fishing up cat lamps was just as boring as fishing up ships.

Most of the cat lamps blown into the sandstorm were the weaker sort, not worth hauling aboard. Only the occasional cat lamp capable of freely controlling its flight direction even within the sandstorm was a truly fine specimen.

Jiang Han had initially been full of enthusiasm and casually fished up a few, but it was nothing more than a three-minute passion.

After yawning, she greeted the giant cats and kittens, then floated back to her bedroom on the second-highest level of the Giant Cat Tree.

Though she had gone to bed early in order to get up early, it was like sleeping in the morning and then staying up late—she still felt utterly exhausted.

Jiang Han changed into pajamas, turned her back to the mirror, and twisted her head around. Seeing her enormous tail constantly pressing down her pajama bottoms, she unhappily tried pulling them back up, but it was useless. In the end, she had no choice but to change into a nightgown.

"Cat witch pajamas probably need to be specially tailored." She rubbed her eyes and yawned again.

The excitement and novelty of possessing a territory of her own gradually faded from her heart, replaced by a few more shades of satisfaction—the fulfillment of seeing her own enterprise just beginning to take off.

"I need to recruit some Giant Cat Lamps to manage things. Ordinary cat lamps are just too free-spirited, too prone to drift with the current..." Jiang Han curled into the giant cat nest, which had already been covered in quilts and soft pillows.

Leisurely, she chose to sleep on her stomach. Her large tail curled around her body, her cat ears drooped, and before long, she sank into dreamland.

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