With this in mind, Ding Yun immediately perked up.
It’s better to share joy than to enjoy it alone!
Besides, she had already gotten so much gold for free, so what was the big deal about getting some knowledge for free too.
So, the next second, Ding Yun took out her phone.
She opened the memo function.
And started to record the outline she planned to write.
The general idea was about a cat from an alien planet, piloting a small spaceship, encountering a wormhole crisis in space, losing her course, and having to wander through different life-bearing planets, constantly hiding herself, blending in, and simultaneously trying to collect energy.
And search for a way home.
The different life-bearing planets involved would naturally be mostly inspired by the planets or civilizations mentioned in the Alien Survival Guide for Cats, with the types of life and technology also being borrowed from it.
In short, that guide served as a database, and what Ding Yun was doing was filling the database with characters and stories.
Compared to writing stories directly.
And also having to imagine different technologies and civilizations.
This way of writing would definitely be much easier.
In less than an hour, Ding Yun had finished writing the outline for the first life-bearing planet's journey. To make it easier for readers to get into, she had also deliberately set the first life-bearing planet as a human civilization planet.
This would appear easier to get into than other civilizations.
And people could relate to it a little.
Afterward, Ding Yun set a reminder for Yun Meng's live stream, then took her phone and focused on writing the novel using the voice input function, planning to save some drafts first.
Except for lunch and going to the bathroom.
She basically didn’t stop to do anything else.
This was because writing a novel really required continuity of thought. If she was slightly delayed in the middle, her train of thought might break. If the delay was a bit longer, she might even have to start over from the beginning and smooth things out.
Unless she had created a detailed outline.
A detailed outline that included every plot point.
But Ding Yun didn’t have that habit, so she could only try her best to maintain the continuity of her thoughts and write as much as possible when she had time and was free, so that she could concentrate on watching the live stream in the evening.
Or do other things while watching the live stream.
However, after finishing dinner, Ding Yun continued to write for another three hours, until it was almost past nine o'clock.
There was still no reminder for the live stream popping up.
Normally, if Yun Meng were to live stream, she wouldn’t drag it past ten or eleven o’clock. She would start around eight or nine. If she didn’t start then, she probably wouldn’t stream at all for the rest of the day. So, after finishing the small section of plot she was currently writing, Ding Yun put down her pen.
Saved the text, closed the software, and washed up.
Then she lay down on the bed and watched TV.
When she saw a plot she was interested in, she would watch it intently. When she saw a plot she wasn’t interested in, she would open her phone and look at the news, jokes, hot searches, and so on, multitasking effortlessly.
Or she would watch at double speed, triple speed.
Or skip through it.
There was no choice. Some of the older dramas, while having good plots and good-looking actors with decent acting, had videos that were too blurry, and very few restored versions. Ding Yun couldn’t stand it. As for recent dramas, either the actors were too ugly, the plots were too bad, or the acting was so awkward it could make someone blush. Those rare ones that were decent in all these aspects might have poor production design and costumes.
Poor filters, or the plot dragged on.
Basically, each had its own shortcomings.
If she didn’t fast-forward, she felt like she was wasting her life.
Of course, the most important thing was that Ding Yun had watched too many TV shows. Although there were differences in civilizations between different worlds, many TV shows were produced in a very similar way. Ding Yun could guess the ending from the beginning.
It was hard to maintain any interest.
So, of course, she had to fast-forward at multiple speeds.
She continued to watch TV and play on her phone until eleven-thirty, when Ding Yun finally turned off the TV, put away her phone, and prepared to sleep. Sleeping at this hour meant she would be asleep around twelve and wake up at eight in the morning, getting a full eight hours of sleep every day. As long as she got enough sleep each day, staying up a little late at night was harmless and didn’t cause much physical damage.
What harmed the body was staying up late without being able to catch up on sleep.
But Ding Yun had miscalculated.
Less than two hours after she had fallen asleep late at night.
Her phone, which was placed on the bedside table, rang again, just like last night, with someone constantly sending vibrations.
This time, Ding Yun found it difficult to remain calm, so she opened her phone. Without even looking at what had been sent before, she impatiently typed:
[What’s wrong with you, not sleeping!]
[If you’re not sleeping, why should I be?]
After sending these two sentences, Ding Yun finally saw what Fu Shiyun had sent. She asked why Ding Yun hadn’t made any progress.
She also asked when she would be able to fulfill her promise.
And that she needed to give her a deadline.
Seeing this, Ding Yun was still unhappy and replied in a less-than-pleasant tone through the communication software:
[It’s only been this long, less than twenty-four hours in total. What progress could I have made? I have to give at least seven or eight gifts before I can contact your cat sitter, Yun Meng, and communicate and build some rapport.
I can’t just directly tell her I want to be friends with you, or, hey, I like your cat.]
[Don’t worry, I’m not one to break my word.]
[It’s hard to say exactly how long it will take, it depends on how easy your cat sitter is to fool. I’ll try my best, or let’s set a one-year deadline. Even if I’m unlucky,
I think a year should be enough.]
Although she was very impatient, Ding Yun still answered Fu Shiyun’s questions one by one. In the end, although she really wanted it to stop contacting her in the middle of the night, considering that it might only have the opportunity to secretly use the cat sitter’s phone at night, she didn’t send anything.
She just asked it to contact her less in the future, not every day. She needed to sleep at night too.
[Is a year that long?]
[I don’t want to contact you at night either, but I can only find a way to contact you at night. If I contact you on my phone during the day, won’t I be captured and dissected?]
[It’s so awkward to be naked all the time. I even went to the hospital for a check-up today, and I was touched all over. It was so embarrassing. Also, that cat sitter is too much, calling me a eunuch orange right in front of me!]
[And I can’t understand what the other cats at home are saying at all. Life is so hard to endure!]
[Hurry up, don’t wait for seven or eight gifts before trying to contact the cat sitter. Just be shameless and contact her directly.
After all, you’re both women, she won’t overthink things.]
[Also, where did you get the money!]
[I don’t think I have any savings left, and don’t forget, it’s time to pay the mortgage in the middle of every month. If there isn’t enough money in your bank card, it will be considered a mortgage delinquency. If it’s overdue for more than seven months, you’ll be sued. Do you still have money?]
[Oh, this life is so hard to endure! I’m not even human anymore, why do I still have to worry for you!]
It had to be said that Fu Shiyun had made significant progress. It had only been less than twenty-four hours, and its paw typing skills had improved considerably. Its typing speed was much faster than before. In a short while, it had typed out many paragraphs, fully demonstrating its anxiety.
Finally, it even added another sentence:
[Or I could just run away from home. I don’t know how to get back, but I should be able to find my way back.
Or you can come and pick me up nearby.
I’ll just escape, and you can take me away.]
Seeing this, Ding Yun was actually a little tempted. She felt that leaving a cat with a human soul outside could indeed pose some risks. If it were accidentally exposed.
It might also expose her along with it.
If the other party were illiterate, it would be fine, but the problem was that the soul in that orange cat’s body could both write and type, and could easily reveal some information.
And it could easily sell Ding Yun out.
Keeping it close to her and keeping an eye on it would indeed be safer.
But then she thought about having to clean up after this cat, bathe it, and cook for it, and Ding Yun still backed down:
[No, no, that’s too dangerous.
There are too many cats killed in car accidents these days. And I’m not too sure where your cat sitter Yun Meng lives. So, for now, please stay put and live your life peacefully.]
[I’m really speechless. I’ll try my best to fulfill my promise as soon as possible. How about this, I’ll try my best to find a way to see you within a month. Are you satisfied now!]
[I have money, so don’t worry about it.]
To completely dispel Fu Shiyun’s idea, Ding Yun pondered for a moment and then gave a new assurance:
[How about this, I’ll try to see if I can apply for an implanted chip for you, so you can watch TV and surf the internet to pass the time. How about that?]
Her so-called application here was, of course, not an application to the dimensional administration, but to see if she could trick some more things from the advanced cat civilization.
Even if she couldn’t get the chip she mentioned.
She should be able to get some other good things.
It would be enough to fool Fu Shiyun.
[Your technology is that advanced?
So you are aliens? Never mind, aliens or not, it doesn’t matter to me.]
Fu Shiyun was a little worried at first, but then it thought that it wasn’t even human anymore, so why worry about so many things? It quickly put its worries aside and started discussing with Ding Yun what to do next.
Did it need to cooperate in any way?
And it also shared everything it knew about its cat sitter, Yun Meng, with Ding Yun. Finally, it also made an agreement with Ding Yun about how often they would contact each other in the next few days and when they would contact.
Through this exchange, not only did Fu Shiyun feel more at ease and less anxious and worried than before, but Ding Yun also gained more understanding of Yun Meng, knowing her preferences, daily meals, and whether she had a boyfriend.
She also learned her home address and other information.
This was not difficult at all. Fu Shiyun simply looked through the delivery addresses in the backup phone’s shopping app and knew where her cat sitter lived.
After the communication, Ding Yun went directly to sleep.
Fu Shiyun, on the other hand, had to painstakingly delete the records.
After deleting everything, its paws were a little numb.