MTL - I Found A Planet - v2 Chapter 45 recovery

Being shot through the heart, Shen Qiu thought he was going to be buried in the tomb of the martyrs, but when he opened his eyes, he turned into a cat.
His keen sense of smell allowed him to smell the familiar smell in the air. He found the powder that the original owner had hidden under the bed board and immediately took it to the police station.
Later… the kitten lost its owner and became the first police cat in the history of the Criminal Investigation Brigade, enjoying a high-standard working meal only available as a police dog, and doing the work of a police dog.
Shen Qiu found the most meaningful life after rebirth.
Work hard to serve iron rice bowls! Continue to be the pillar of the country and serve the people!
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1. “The Police Meow of the Criminal Investigation Brigade” – a cat who was active at the first scene of the crime. (Silver Grey Maine Coon) (Completed)
2. “Panda Search and Rescue in the Forest” – I’m here to find the lost people! Dog noses don’t have my nose! (National Treasure Giant Panda) (Completed)
3. “Parrots at Grassroots Police Stations” – Fraud? come come come! Sexy parrot recommends: national anti-fraud app you deserve! (Macaw with gorgeous feathers) (Completed)
4. “Fox Forest Ranger of Forestry Bureau” – Fighting poachers with wisdom, they are going to drive the poachers out of this area! (flaming red fox) (finished)
5. “Dolphin Search and Rescue in the Ocean” – I will protect the underwater world! Saving people and saving fish is a no-brainer! (Water Giant Panda Chinese White Dolphin) (Completed)
6. “Healing Dogs in Police Nursing Homes” – here are the people’s police who once stood on the front line, and they should be respected by everyone! (Smiling Angel Samoyed) (Completed)
7. “Kiwi at Customs 996” – Don’t try to enter my country with all harmful items! (Stolen Kiwi) (Ongoing)
Ps: Maybe it’s a slow wear~ The protagonist will not become a human.
PPS: Do not die, do not die, do not die! It would be too difficult for Qiuqiu to be dead if dressed as an animal, I just want Qiuqiu to live his life happily and happily~
PPPS: There are a lot of private settings in the text, and all settings that serve the plot are private settings. An article may not meet everyone’s liking, so don’t like it or discard it, don’t tell if you abandon the article, and harmonize you, me and him.
PPPPS: There are some unreasonable places in the text, which will be refined and revised after the end. The author is not a professional, and the information in the text is basically searched online. If there is any error, it will be corrected. All legal acts in the article should not be taken seriously, some are set for the plot service, Bo Jun’s laughing work, I hope you will enjoy reading the article.

Content tags: Fast wear, modern overhead, cool text, cute pet
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It’s my 100th life!! This life’s genre is fantasy.By the way, am I a prince?My mother was a maid, and my father is a king. However, I’m just a prince who is born with blood from a lowly class.It’s actually good! Yeah! It’s pretty good to me!There are no followers and no right of succession. I mean, people don’t really care about my existence.‘This is a place where you can live easily, right?’

There was nothing left to lose in his life.He had lived as a hero. He had started at the bottom and worked his way up to the top, at the end he become the best, yet he had always been betrayed by those he had tried to protect.Humanity did not deserve his protection.When everything went out and he could no longer even hope to beg for his life, he could do nothing but look up at the blood-red sky among the corpses of demons and angels.He wished for one more chance, just one more chance.And when that chance was given to him, he swore that he would change everything. He would no longer be a hero to save people, but an anti-hero to save the world.Sacrificing hundreds of people to save an elf, poisoning hundreds of people to save a group of half-demons.He didn't care about any of that anymore, he would protect those he cared about and send everything else to hell.Not even the gods or goddesses could stop him.

My name is Yan, and since I was a child, I’ve been able to see some strange things.For example—In elementary school, our new neighbor Aunt Tan had a pair of all-around genius twins, who were like the “precious little geniuses” with halos above their heads. They could recite the English-Chinese dictionary backwards at three, master both Chinese and Western musical instruments by five, and hack into a country’s database by seven…Growing up next to such prodigies, my life was inhumane, tragic, and constantly subjected to comparisons.To escape the comparisons with these “other people’s children,” I specifically applied to a private boarding school for middle school.On my first day, my deskmate was a small, thin girl with bangs, wearing an old uniform, and her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s.Three months later, she woke up from a nap with a “rebirth” halo above her head.She moved effortlessly among the cold academic genius, the wolf-like school bully, the fierce boss, and the gentle childhood friend, leaving me, a lonely onlooker, utterly amazed.By university, I thought I had finally escaped this abnormal world.But as soon as I stepped into my dorm room, my footsteps froze.My roommates each had halos like “ancient times to modern,” “post-apocalyptic superhuman,” “will die if not spending money,” and “ghost king revival.”I clutched my little blanket and applied to the counselor for a room change, but to no avail.Over time, I gradually got used to it. “Handover systems,” “management systems,” “book transmigration,” “infinite worlds,” “three-and-a-half-year-olds,” “interstellar live streams,” “red envelope groups”…The types of halos kept increasing, and I was able to calmly ignore all of it, focusing on my own life.Every morning, I skillfully helped my “ancient to modern” roommate, who was being blacklisted online, dodge campus paparazzi and secure seats for class.At noon, I assisted my tycoon roommate in distributing today’s haul of luxury skincare and designer bags, tasting the city’s top private chef’s custom lunchbox, and exclaiming with emotion, “Darling, can I really accept these?”In the evening, I enjoyed the flowers and plants cultivated by my superhuman roommate on the balcony, tasting a mutated cherry tomato and commenting, “I feel refreshed and purified.”Late at night, when my ghost king roommate quietly climbed back through the window, I peeked out to ask, “You’re back a bit late today, didn’t bring anything back, did you?”My name is Yan, and I am not the protagonist of this world.