Ke Meng took out plastic bags, packed all the soil carrying the strange aura into them, then had Tangyuan use dog fur to force them into Big-Faced Cat's mouth.
Unable to digest non-meat foods, Big-Faced Cat was forced to swallow a plastic bag full of soil.
Then Tangyuan stuffed in another bag, and another, feeding in four bags in a row.
Big-Faced Cat was enlarged, so its mouth could hold plenty of plastic bags.
By the time ten bags had been stuffed in, a small pit had been dug into the ground beneath them, and the strange aura was gone.
At this point, Tangyuan could not fit any more inside.
The last plastic bag was stuck in Big-Faced Cat's mouth and would go no farther.
"Take all the plastic bags out," Ke Meng instructed.
Tangyuan pulled the plastic bags out, then extended its dog fur deep into Big-Faced Cat's mouth.
Big-Faced Cat's mouth was not a bottomless pit. Although its interior looked pitch-black, with no bottom in sight, it did have one.
At most, it can hold ten plastic bags, Ke Meng estimated.
Beside Ke Meng stood White Sugar, who had not been out for some fresh air in a long time, staring wide-eyed as Doggo toyed with Big-Faced Cat.
This is terrifying! White Sugar's feathers bristled, shaking loose showers of dirt and sand as terror filled its heart.
Will Big-Faced Cat ever wake up again? If it does, how will it face its master...? White Sugar's imagination ran wild, and the more it thought, the more it trembled.
White Sugar's wild imaginings began in earnest. The longer it watched, the more frightened it became, envisioning terrifying futures.
What kind of terrifying storm would this embodiment of infinite knowledge, this feline that had stopped thinking, unleash if it resumed its