She didnât really understand cats; to be correct, she never intentionally tried to understand them. After all, in her mind, calico cats were just ordinary cats.
She had seen them in pet stores and on TV.
So when she made the decision to give Huahua a "harem," she hadnât considered whether the formidable Huahua could "perform."
Now, she had to give it more thought.
She wanted a bunch of little kittens with golden paws.
But with Huahuaâs attitude of "Iâm the only beauty, you peasants, donât come near me."
Wanting him to get close to other cats was very difficult.
With a serious scientific attitude, Su Xiaocai looked up some information about calico cats online.
What she didnât know shocked her, and after researching, Su Xiaocai couldnât even face Huahua.
Male calico cats have genetic defects.
Although they have male characteristics, theyâre highly unlikely to go into heat.
"Mr. Hua?" This presented a big problem for her.
Xiao Wanzi also saw what Su Xiaocai was looking up and tilted his round head, showing pity towards Huahua: "Youâve got issues, and theyâre serious. What to do?"
Huahua played with the new large ball of yarn, three times its size.
Its paws kept batting the yarn ball, ignoring the worriedly watching pair of humans, remaining innocent and lively.
After her bout of anxiety, Su Xiaocai reflected on herself.
No, she absolutely couldnât let "Mr. Hua" thwart her grand plan; her flower army had to grow strong.
Huahua was a mutant. Although called a calico cat, its fur had over five colors: black, white, orange, with dyed-looking red and green.
So many colors shouldnât logically look good, but Huahuaâs fur color distribution was exceedingly pleasing, not like a jumbled mix of a knocked-over palette.
More like a kind of camouflage; in dim environments, the soft and lustrous fur looked quite coarse in the daylight, resembling a rag.
Su Xiaocai picked up a blood extraction device, "Huahua, for the sake of your offspring, you need to undergo some tests."
When picked up, Huahua hadnât yet realized what was happening. Su Xiaocai tried poking its skin with a regular syringe.
It wouldnât penetrate.
Amazing, no wonder itâs an evolved cat, how did it even achieve this?
Could it be possible that this fellow is a lab product?
Su Xiaocai grew more and more curious.
She switched to a needle with its claw sheathâs component, easily penetrating its flesh to draw a tube of blood.
Huahua belatedly felt the pain, arching its back and hissing "meow meow meow" like cursing obscenities.
Su Xiaocai tossed a piece of meat to console it.
Then she scooped up Huahua, with Xiao Wanzi, Su Xiaocai quickly went back to school to find Ji Li for blood sample examination.
Having finished the meat, Huahuaâs mood hadnât improved, constantly hissing along the way, holding grudges deeply, though it kept its claws to itself.
"Stop cursing, I canât understand you anyway."
Huahua seemed to understand her tone, flicking its tail, ignoring her.
At school, she informed Ji Li and started fiddling with his medical instruments in the school infirmary.
Ji Li: "Youâre quite at home with this. School equipment, you use it as you please."
"Thereâs no one here; just let me use it. I donât believe these machines were all bought with school funds, considering how complete it is."
"If not bought by the school, then by whom?" Ji Li refused to admit having made such extravagant purchases.
After buying them, they hadnât been used much, only borrowed last month by the hospital, and returned intact, with nobody daring to tamper with them, enough to prove their expensive cost.
"Who are you kidding?" she said sarcastically. "Donât be stingy, I brought you some fresh bamboo shoots." Su Xiaocai handed him a section of bamboo shoot she dug up along the way.
She then began preparing reagents to perform various tests on the blood and place it in the machine.
Finally, awaiting the results for Huahuaâs blood and follicle gene analysis.
"This shoot you dug up quite casually." It was only the tip of the shoot.
"Are you so picky now? Even despising the bamboo tips?"
This couldnât be responded to, so Ji Li set the shoot aside, "What are you planning to do with my instruments, tell me."
"Why are you so nosy about whether someone can do it?"
"Who canât?" Ji Liâs gaze landed on Huahua; he had some understanding of cats, "Iâm puzzled by why you insist on getting a female cat. Itâs not impossible. He can, just canât reproduce."
The information seen online was already heart-wrenching.
Su Xiaocai could only silently think to herself that Huahua was a mutant; mutants might be entirely new species.
Even more troubling, other species imply reproductive isolation, right?
Thinking about it was really headache inducing.
While waiting for the results, Su Xiaocai remembered something.
On the way here, it seemed like her classmatesâ gazes had once again focused on her.