The Darkness was Comfortable for me - Chapter 178: Running in the Night but Blocked by a Wall ?Nanami’s POV

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.

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After five years of being together, Gu Qingming thought it was love. Who would have thought it was simply an elaborate scheme? After learning the truth, she decided to exact her revenge on that pair of scumbags! Just as she was about to return and receive millions in inheritance, she died unexpectedly! When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the moment when her parents kicked her out of the house. She was also pregnant with a fatherless child. She decided to return to her grandmother’s house in the countryside. There, she grew watermelons, peaches, and oranges…

Gu Qingming followed her grandmother to the field and saw a large plot with lush green plants. She asked excitedly, “Grandma, why is there so much leek planted here?” Her grandmother’s expression changed when she heard the question. With a smile, she explained, “Darling, that’s not leek. They’re rice seedlings! When harvest time comes around, they’ll turn into the rice that we eat every day!” Gu Qingming: “…”

An adorable toddler stood between the endless rows of crops, staring at his mother who was busy plucking watermelons. He balled up his tiny fists as he yelled, “Mommy, you can do it! You’re almost there! You can do it!” Everyone: “…”

A certain businessman was on the prowl for investment opportunities in the boonies when he bumped into a little munchkin. Their gazes met. The kid stared up at the bigger version of himself. The little kid clung to the man’s thigh and announced proudly, “This is the hill where my Mommy works. You can’t buy it!” The man picked up the kid and a slight grin broke across his face. “Well, that’s fine. We’ll get your mom to marry me, and you can call me Daddy. This hill, alongside all the assets under my name, shall also belong to your mommy. How’s that for a deal?” The boy: “…” That’s very tempting indeed! The little kid gulped, but he was determined not to sell out his mom! This is the story of a princess who hails from a small family of farmers, who goes on to become an expert farmer, and then an agricultural tycoon!

Dewitt, known as the Iron Marshal, is now on the verge of death. Just when the whole empire thought he was not going to survive, a small fox came down from the sky. The little fox was so powerful that it woke up the Marshal who had been in a coma for a month with one paw. If Wen Jin knew that the price of his paw was to become the Marshal’s fiance, he would refuse, because the legendary, ferocious Marshal was a well-controlled villain, only touching his fluffy body every day.

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. “Where are we?” “What happened?” “I thought I died!” Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room.As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. “I remember... I was stabbed...” ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. “I... I died in a plane crash,” muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor.Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last.“I got shot... I remember it vividly,” he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. “So how am I still here?” The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories.With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. “This... this seems familiar,” he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings.As the words “pairs, pairs, pairs” echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. “It can't be... don't tell me...” he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions.Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation.The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting.“I never expected anyone to notice me,” the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. “I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?”Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. “Eh... Ethan Rivers,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia.“Greetings, lost souls,” Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. “I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life.”As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, “This it bad, really bad.”