Chapter 3 After meeting Tom, Zhang Da always felt that the style of painting was not right
"By the way, Tom, how did you get here?" Zhang Da also asked.
Tom stood up and jumped up and down, gesticulating. Zhang Da didn't understand what he was saying at all, so he stopped him and said, "Stop, stop, stop. You should be able to speak, right?"
Zhang Da also remembered that Tom was a master of languages, proficient in many languages and even dialects from all over China. Why didn't he just speak directly?
As soon as Tom opened his mouth, he gave Zhang Da an incomparable sense of intimacy:
"I'm so tired of talking so much that my throat hurts after I finished."
This is the authentic taste of corn grits!
Zhang Da nodded. Cats and humans have different body structures, so it is understandable that cats would feel uncomfortable speaking human language... What the hell! Tom's structure is also different from that of ordinary cats, right?
"Why don't you write?" Zhang Da also knew that Tom didn't like to talk, and it was not easy to force him.
Tom nodded, raised a finger, and a sharp claw popped out, and he started scratching the wooden board below.
The neat Chinese characters that looked like printed made Zhang Da feel very ashamed.
A few minutes later, based on the words on the wooden board and some of Tom's body movements, Zhang Da also understood what Tom had experienced.
It turned out that Tom was very sad after being kicked out of the house. At this time, a contract appeared in front of him. The general content of the contract was:
[Summon Tom to another world to help Zhang Da to overcome difficulties. Tom can make reasonable requests. The contract will take effect after signing his name. ]
Tom thought about it for a moment before signing the contract, writing down his own requirements: [Let Zhang Da also become Tom's new owner, and let Tom be a happy house cat. ]
Zhang Daye was completely dumbfounded. Is this the legendary free gift?
Is there something wrong with Tom's brain circuit?
Although the contract was not made by Zhang Daye, he always felt guilty for abducting an ignorant cat.
Touching his conscience, Zhang Da also asked: "Tom, with your ability, you can live well on your own, right? Why do you have to find a master?"
Tom shook his head and wrote a few more lines:
"Only cats with owners are house cats, while cats without owners are stray cats. Stray cats will be hungry, cold, and bullied. I want to be a house cat."
After finishing writing, Tom looked at Zhang Daye carefully, fearing that he would dislike him.
Zhang Da was also shocked by Tom's powerful logic and was speechless. After a while, he reached out and touched Tom's head, and uttered a few words:
"Then I will be your master from now on. As long as I have a bite to eat, you will have a bite. I will try my best to give you a warm home."
Zhang Da also remembered that Tom's favorite things besides playing with Jerry were to snuggle up by the fireplace and take a nap, and to open the refrigerator and eat to his heart's content. Just one cat like him could ruin a table full of sumptuous dinners.
An average family cannot afford to support Tom.
Zhang Da also felt that if he wanted to support Tom, he would have to work hard to make money in the future, and it would be a long and arduous journey.
Tom got a positive answer and happily rubbed Zhang Daye's palm with his head.
According to Tom's description, this place is a different world for him, and it might be a different world for Zhang Daye as well. Unfortunately, neither of them knows where it is.
It was at this time that Zhang Da began to study the circle on the back of his left hand. At this moment, the patterns inside the magic circle were dim and only the outer circle could be seen clearly. According to Tom's description, this should be the one that summoned him.
I wonder if I can use this to escape?
Zhang Da also tentatively poked it with his finger. The circle flashed and a 3% appeared in the middle. It looked like the picture of his mobile phone charging.
"This thing is out of power?"
Zhang Da had this thought naturally and touched his trouser pocket . His cell phone seemed to be gone, leaving only the ear spoon and the pendant.
Zhang Da also scratched his head and had some guesses, but it seemed that there was no condition to study how to charge it now.
Tom tilted his head and watched his new master's actions, confused.
Zhang Da also smiled and said, "Okay, Tom, you can see the current situation. We are drifting on the sea. We have to find land and get some food and water."
Speaking of food, Zhang Daye's stomach started rumbling again.
Tom quickly pulled his small package over and pushed it to Zhang Daye.
Zhang Da also looked at the three cans of food and a stack of green bills in the small package, knowing that these were all Tom's belongings when he left home. To be honest, he was a little touched.
"I can still bear it. Let's try fishing first and save the canned food for emergencies."
Tom patted his chest and gestured to leave it to me. Then he picked up the wooden stick he carried when he went out, took the fishing line made of shoelaces by Zhang Daye and the fish hook made of key chains, and made a simple fishing rod.
One shoelace was a little short, so Zhang Da also contributed another one.
Seeing Tom throwing the hook out professionally, Zhang Da was also full of anticipation. Tom seemed to be quite good at fishing, right? Especially when using Jerry as bait.
Half a day passed with no results.
Tom looked at Zhang Daye a little aggrieved. It was really difficult to fish without bait.
Moreover, they are now drifting along with the waves, with insufficient food and no conditions to build a nest. It is difficult for a clever cat to catch fish without bait.
There was no choice but to open a can of food. It was a metal box with a knob on the side that could roll up the lid by turning it a few times.
There were six small fish, each about ten centimeters long, in the box, which Zhang Da and Tom split in half.
Maybe it was because he was extremely hungry, but Zhang Da felt that this was the most delicious fish he had ever eaten. When he ate the first fish, he wanted to chew all the fish bones into pieces and swallow them. It was only when he ate the second and third fish that he resumed his normal eating habits.
Zhang Da also broke the fish bones into pieces, but Tom was more amazing. He picked up the fish tail and put the whole fish into his mouth. After a few seconds, he could spit out a complete fish skeleton without even a trace of meat left on it.
After barely finishing his lunch, Zhang Da collected some meat scraps and soup from the box, smeared them on the fishhook, and gave them to Tom for fishing.
I don’t know if it’s reliable to use fish to fish. Maybe some carnivorous fish will take the bait, right?
Zhang Da was reluctant to throw away the can, so he planned to try to use it in conjunction with the glass bottle that originally contained milk to distill some fresh water.
Fill a can with sea water and stand an empty milk bottle in the middle of the can. Then Zhang Da was in a dilemma: "It would be nice if I had a piece of plastic sheet..."
A piece of transparent plastic sheet was handed to Zhang Daye.
"Thank you." Zhang Da also took the plastic sheet and turned it over and over again, trying to figure out how to set it up.
Five seconds later.
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"That's not right. Where did the plastic sheet come from?"
Zhang Da also looked at Tom's back thoughtfully and whispered, "It would be nice if there was a small stone."
Without even turning his head, Tom reached behind his back and took out a small stone the size of a fingernail, like a magic trick, and handed it to Zhang Daye.
Zhang Daye: “!!!”
It seemed that because Zhang Daye was slow to take the small stone, Tom turned around with a vivid expression of confusion.
Zhang Da also decided to ask directly: "Tom, how many things are hidden behind you? Is there anything we can use now?"
Tom thought for a moment and began to take things out one by one:
Mousetraps, firecrackers, matches, cigars, ropes, blindfolds...all kinds of sundries were piled up into a small mountain, among which there were even two pistols, revolvers.
Zhang Da also thought about it . As a cat who used to be a cowboy, it seems reasonable for him to carry two pistols.
It’s a pity that there is no food and water.
Zhang Da also found a few thin wooden sticks from the pile of debris. It seemed that he had to rely on himself if he wanted fresh water.
"Wait Tom, why are you using my shoelaces as fishing line when you have rope?"
Tom gave an embarrassed smile, for he had not thought of his own when there was one ready in front of him.
Zhang Daye later chose to forgive him, and then spent a lot of effort to tinker with a device to collect fresh water.
Cover the can and milk bottle with plastic sheeting, place small stones on top of the plastic sheeting, make that place lower than the surrounding area, and align the lowest point with the mouth of the glass bottle.
In this way, the seawater in the can evaporates and condenses into water droplets on the plastic cloth, which then flow down the plastic cloth and drip into the bottle.
Looking at his work, Zhang Da happily showed off to Tom: "See, Tom, with this, we will have fresh water to drink tomorrow or tonight!"
Tom was sitting on the edge of the wooden board, concentrating on fishing. He turned around when he heard Zhang Daye's voice.
Looking at the rickety, crude distillation apparatus, Tom almost laughed out loud.
Shi Shiran put down the fishing rod, disassembled the distillation device in a few seconds under Zhang Daye's astonished gaze, and reassembled it at a speed that was dizzy enough to make Zhang Daye dizzy.
The iron box and the glass bottle are fixed together with a thin rope so that they will not overturn due to shaking on the sea. A layer of cloth is wrapped around the glass bottle to reduce the evaporation of water inside the bottle. The bracket supporting the plastic cloth has been reinforced, and the plastic cloth is sealed more tightly.
Comparing the past and the present, Zhang Da also felt that the phrase "waving a big sword in front of Guan Gong" might be referring to himself.
Tom clapped his hands as if he had done something insignificant and sat back to fishing.
Is this the legendary feeling of defeat? Zhang Da also felt that he could hug Tom's thighs tightly as a pendant.
