This is a sharp question. According to the final conclusion of the history books in later generations, these dog priests were the pioneers of the Dog Kingdom's attempt to implement their invasion, they were all the vanguards of cultural invasion of the Cat Kingdom, full of feudal colonial ideas, and were always thinking about how to exterminate the Cat Kingdom, and they would like to subvert the Cat Kingdom and then go quickly.

Anyway, in history books, all dog priests are the most determined reactionaries, colonists who bring their own dry food, dare to sacrifice themselves for the cause of colonization, put life and death aside, and are completely aggressionist.

But looking at the sincere and bright eyes of the golden retriever, Wang Daju could not associate it with this rabies anyway.

"Child, God loves all small animals! All small animals are equal before God. He will neither prefer more dogs nor cats. Even turtles are no different before Him."

The priest specifically mentioned the turtle because it is said that the God of Baccarat is the Creator God who created the world on the continent of Baccarat, and it is a super-large turtle - known as the Xuan Turtle!

"Although I don't quite understand what genes you mean, I think that all small animals have their own personalities. Being faith in God does not make us become other animals. Believing in God does not make us non-me, believing in My Lord should make us become our true selves and our true selves."

"So I think, in the fact that cats and dogs are no different in the faith in God, they can and should be God's devout people, because God has nothing to do with them and will only bring them peace and happiness..."

Wang Daju understood that this dog was very high and had already integrated his teachings with his own thoughts. He belonged to the kind of dog who could be full of compassion even if he killed a cat like numb.

All those who can reach this level of internal and external equality are definitely outstanding people. In later generations, even if they don’t become high-dogs, they are at least at the level of pyramid scheme masters.

"Although I'm willing to tell you in detail, it's not the time to talk about it in a long way. Child, you need to have a good rest at the moment. I believe that a good sleep will make you feel much better." As he said that, the Golden Retriever Priest was about to take the Fan Cat away.

"Father, why haven't you asked what you call me?" Wang Daju asked before Father Golden Retriever left the room.

“Dean Cookie.”

Dean Cookie?

This name is inexplicably familiar, and seems to have heard it somewhere.

When the priest and Fanmao left the room and he was the only cat left, Wang Daju quickly searched for the memories of his predecessor, and prayed in his heart while flipping through, "Ammaota, I will hate you when I am using it! Predecessor, you must listen carefully to your history lessons, and remember the key information. Time, place, people, events, no one can be missed!"

Wang Daju didn't dare to sleep all night, and spent the whole night searching for the memories of her predecessor, and carefully reviewing all the memories of the Rabbit Dynasty, especially the Three Mint Wars.

The next morning, Wang Daju finally figured out some key information. Dean Cookie, the name of the Golden Retriever, felt familiar because he was actually the fuse of the First Mint War.

If history develops normally, Dean Cookie will be assassinated for 18 years, this year. His death made the Dog Kingdom extremely angry. Coupled with the ban on mint, the ban on trade and interests, the outbreak of the First Mint War.

As for the specific time of assassination... I forgot!

It is already a blessing to remember the fuse of war and the names of people. Wang Daju is already very satisfied. Just compare it to himself and you will know that can he remember the fuse of a war in his third year of high school? Can he remember all the time, place and characters?

I'm afraid it can't!

Apart from some academic masters and some monsters, most students are afraid that they cannot achieve it. At least Wang Daju feels that she will definitely not be able to do this in her third year of high school.

Besides, the predecessors have become dead cats. It’s a big deal to die. It’s too irresponsible to ask for it any more. Cats should be sympathetic...

I read through my memories all night and thought about it all night...

Wang Daju finally made a difficult decision - it can't be in vain!

The thief is not leaving empty!

Since I have been here for eighteen years, in addition to trying to change the history and preparing food for Qiqi, I have to do something for myself.

For example... make some money for yourself?

If you cannot be born, you can work hard if you cannot be reincarnated. If you cannot be a rich second generation, you can work hard to become a rich second generation!

How can I buy a beautiful cat slave if I don’t have money?

How can I buy a villa if I don’t have money?

How can I buy beautiful clothes for cat slaves if I don’t have money?

It's like maid outfits, nurses' outfits, sailors' outfits, flight attendants' outfits, etc., doesn't these all require money?

If you buy a beautiful big-breasted cat slave, are you embarrassed not to buy stockings for others? Are you embarrassed not to buy hip-pack skirts for others? Are you embarrassed not to buy elastic pants for others? Are you embarrassed not to buy deep V-necks for others? Are you embarrassed not to buy single shoulders for others...Doesn't these all require money?

If you want to realize that dream in your heart...

For example, sleeping on the beautiful breasts of a cat slave... it must be a lot of cat coins!

Wang Daju thought a lot, and thought a lot...

When Fanmao walked into the room with breakfast, she was startled by Wang Daju's appearance. She saw that Wang Daju's big orange eyes were covered with bloodshot.

Fanmao quickly put down the plate, walked quickly to the bed, stretched his claws to touch Wang Daju's ears. "Don't have a fever!"

When his ears were touched, Wang Daju couldn't help but feel excited. He shook his head with a conditioned reflex. His tail poked out from the quilt and shook it, and he opened his mouth and blew it.

"Meow~~~ so sleepy!" Wang Daju showed her deep throat and four sharp teeth.

"Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?" Fanmao asked anxiously. Wang Daju looked a little scary. No good cat was full of bloodshot eyes when she woke up. Don't you break your head yesterday, what kind of sequelae did you get?

"I'm fine, except I want to sleep a little."

"You feel dizzy and sleepy, are you?" Fanmao was a little anxious.

"Yes, I want to sleep very much." As he said that, he blew up again, his ears collapsed, and his eyes were squinting.

Fanmao was frightened by Wang Daju's appearance. She said she was sleepy as soon as she woke up this morning, and her eyes were covered in blood. It didn't seem like a normal phenomenon. She didn't dare to delay and ran out of the door in a hurry.

Not long after, the priest walked in quickly with Fanmao. He touched Wang Daju's ears, looked at his eye boredom, listened to his heartbeat and chest sound, but did not find much problem.

But Wang Daju's condition was there, and with the symptoms of concussion and amnesia, it could not be considered normal. The priest was very confused. After thinking for a long time, he asked strangely.

"Are you a cat?"
Chapter completed!