The Flower Of The High Mountain Turns Into A Cat And Is Picked Up By A Human Chapter 10
byChapter 10
Time: 8:00 PM.
Location: Heng Yuze’s bedroom.
Characters: Heng Yuze, Bai Chendeng (cat).
“I’m very happy today that you all discovered us.”
Heng Yuze held the cat, kneading its paws.
“Come on, Chendeng, say hello to everyone!”
[Dog.]
[So dog-like.]
[You’re not human, you’re a dog.]
“No more antics today, let’s just stream a game.”
Having just gone through a life-or-death crisis, and still having to stream in the evening—truly a life of toil.
As for why Heng Yuze, who had long achieved financial freedom and had substantial savings, insisted on streaming today, the reason was naturally to help Chendeng.
Chendeng had become a spirit, yet still endured the humiliation of filming videos and streaming regularly, which surely had its own purpose. This was evidenced by Chendeng accompanying him throughout previous streams, even enduring his rough handling without fleeing.
But he truly had no energy today. After the life-or-death crisis, the sudden burst of power left him empty, so he could only play a game with a blank mind.
Just as Heng Yuze selected the mid-lane role and repeatedly died in an exceptionally bizarre manner, the bullet screen exploded.
[??? Poet?]
[I can’t watch this level of play…]
[Why exactly am I watching a game stream of this quality…]
[Everyone forgive the streamer, his soul has left his body!]
Bai Chendeng stood up from his arms, stepping onto his thigh and then jumping onto the computer desk.
Suddenly, a furry face appeared in front of the screen, looking left and right, seemingly examining something closely.
The fans, suddenly hit by an adorable attack, no longer cared about the genius-level game play, and collectively let out cries of infatuation.
[Your little cutie suddenly appeared!]
Bai Chendeng tapped the camera with his paw.
As if warning the viewers who were speaking carelessly.
Then, Bai Chendeng glanced around, understood the game situation, and seemingly unintentionally nudged away Heng Yuze’s hand resting on the keyboard.
Heng Yuze: “…”
Just then, a skill effect flashed on the screen.
The cat seemed startled by the sudden appearance of the little character on the screen and actually stepped on the keyboard!
Chendeng’s round eyes were full of innocence. His back paws kicked Heng Yuze’s displaced hand, and his front paws pressed the keys. With a few panicked movements, the character in the center of the screen actually started moving!
The opponent, seeing how bad Heng Yuze was—having died six times and having low gold—had become arrogant and approached with low health.
Then, they were killed by a locked skill combo executed by Chendeng.
Heng Yuze: “…”
He acted so well, Heng Yuze almost believed it.
Bai Chendeng’s control over his body was effortless; pressing a few keys according to plan was simple. After killing the most aggressive assassin on the opposing team, he hid his achievements, stepped away from the keyboard, and squatted in the crook of Heng Yuze’s arm.
Countless people stared at the scene, dumbfounded and full of disbelief.
What did they just witness?
Following the cat challenging math problems, now there was a cat playing proxy?
The bullet screen, which had briefly stopped due to the cat stepping on the keyboard and getting a kill, started scrolling even more frantically once viewers reacted.
[Who recorded that? Who recorded that?]
[What was that just now? A QRWE combo?]
[Has society developed to this extent? When I play games, do I not only have to face bots, but also worry if the person dominating me is a cat?]
[!!! Report! The cat has become a spirit!!!]
Gifts flooded the live stream.
As the saying goes:
Streamer’s lost, his play is trash, cat steps on keys, foe is smashed.
Rich fans rage-gift rockets high, begging the cat to take the spot!
[Streamer! Get out! Let Chendeng stream, ahhhhh!]
[Kiss my Chendeng! So smart!]
[Is this reasonable? Am I hallucinating from working overtime?]
[Streamer, let Chendeng keep playing, I’ll send you gifts.]
[Witnessing history, group photo!]
If transforming into human form required 100,000 points of wish power, then that single moment of stepping on the keyboard caused his internal wish power to surge by several thousand.
Bai Chendeng knew that such things should not be too frequent or obvious, so he lay on Heng Yuze’s arm, looking like a little cat ignorant of the world.
Heng Yuze was impressed.
Such acting skills.
He felt inferior.
But why did Chendeng suddenly decide to step on the keyboard?
He had been playing like a sleepwalker before, ridiculously bad, and Chendeng hadn’t done anything then.
Could it be…
Heng Yuze scrolled up through the comments, saw the dense lines of text questioning his skill, and suddenly understood.
He seemed to have been protected by the cat.
The man’s fatigue vanished, and he couldn’t suppress a slightly goofy smile, grabbing the cat immediately.
Bai Chendeng didn’t know what madness had seized the man; he was suddenly lifted up.
A face was pressed into the fur on his chest, rubbing against it constantly.
This was the first time he had been so intimate with a human; he could even feel the faint, scorching breath on his soft abdomen.
Bai Chendeng: “!”
You are truly pushing your luck!
Bai Chendeng pressed his front paw against the man’s forehead, pushing him away, and quickly broke free with a roll, landing on the computer desk, where he began to groom his fur.
The man who had been cruelly rejected was not depressed; instead, he muttered incoherently.
Such as, “It’s okay…” and “He cares about me…”—difficult words to understand.
[Dog, serves him right!]
[Hurry up and let the cat play the game! I’m saying this one last time!]
[Simp, simp, simping leads to nothing!]
[Brothers and sisters, let’s form a group to steal the cat!]
After the stream ended, Heng Yuze was still immersed in the joy of being defended by the cat. He even hummed a tune and picked out a set of apple-themed pajamas for his wash-up.
Bai Chendeng was utterly speechless, no longer commenting on the man’s overly girlish taste.
This good mood lasted until bedtime.
Heng Yuze slept soundly, but offered an arm for the cat to lean on.
Bai Chendeng bathed in the moonlight, replenishing his strength.
Late at night, a disturbance came from the corridor. Familiar, undisguised stiff footsteps arrived at the door, followed by a series of frantic knocks.
“Bang bang bang—”
The incessant, soul-summoning sound wasn’t just hitting the door panel; it was bombarding Heng Yuze’s consciousness, forcing the exhausted and sleepy man to wake up from his deep slumber.
Again?!
Heng Yuze’s drowsiness vanished instantly.
Were those strange things trying to exterminate them?
Bai Chendeng lightly tapped Heng Yuze’s hand, signaling him not to worry.
The person controlled by the bug this time seemed a bit strange.
Heng Yuze frowned, picked up Bai Chendeng, and pulled out a bundle from the bottom layer of the cabinet. The bundle looked like an embroidered ball, connected by a string.
Bai Chendeng recognized it.
This was no embroidered ball; it was clearly the small drum taken from the demon’s waist, covered with a festive outer layer, yet unable to conceal its demonic aura.
“Meow—”
You cannot use it.
The cat’s paw rested on Heng Yuze’s hand. The movement was gentle, but carried an undeniable force.
Heng Yuze said calmly, “Chendeng, aren’t you curious why I woke up from the illusion?”
Bai Chendeng was indeed curious, but he still couldn’t let Heng Yuze use this thing.
The man explained, “At that time, I heard an especially sharp bird cry.”
Bai Chendeng truly didn’t know about this. He didn’t recall encountering a powerful bird demon that could help someone escape the control of the demonic drum.
“I need some way to protect myself, don’t I? I still have to protect you. Don’t worry, after hearing that bird cry, I gained some knowledge. This drum, I can use it.”
Bai Chendeng still didn’t release his paw.
“Meow.”
No.
The night concealed the deepening concern and bond between them. Heng Yuze suddenly understood Chendeng’s worry. Although Chendeng was a cat, he was reserved and calm. What he cared about wasn’t his own power, but Heng Yuze’s safety.
They were at a stalemate for a long time.
“Good boy, trust me.”
Finally, Heng Yuze successfully carried the “embroidered ball” and went to the door.
Through the peephole, he could see that the old woman had returned.
The old woman’s eyes were pitch black, like two caves, inhabited by some evil entity. Her already withered body looked even more like a grotesquely twisted tree.
If the old person they encountered last time could still pretend to be human, this time the old woman was barely recognizable as one.
“Good boy…”
He comforted the cat in a whisper.
“It will be fine.”
Heng Yuze opened the door, and the old woman rushed forward with her mouth wide open.
Bai Chendeng was ready to strike, only to see Heng Yuze holding the embroidered ball and slamming it down onto the old woman’s forehead!
Is this… how this drum is supposed to be used?
With a “dong,” even though it was covered in the embroidered ball skin and merely swung at the person using a string, a buzzing drum sound emerged!
Heng Yuze trembled all over, feeling something vanish. But besides that, there was no discomfort like physical weakness or drained energy, which delighted him.
If he could use the small drum within certain limits, he wouldn’t be considered a powerless ordinary person!
Bai Chendeng saw clearly that when Heng Yuze used the evil drum, all the wish power accumulated in his body was instantly drained.
The drum’s effectiveness was proportional to the amount of wish power available.
But this drum was clearly an evil object. How was it acting like a harmless magical artifact, not absorbing human life force?
There was no time to think deeply. The old woman’s suicidal attack was stopped by the blow of the drum. Her eyes widened greatly, and a “hissing” sound came from her throat, as if she was holding her last breath. Once the breath was gone, the person would have no way to live.
Bai Chendeng knew that this person was possessed by a bug, and unlike a young person, her body was not strong. She had been in torment, unable to live or die. Now that the evil drum had eliminated the bug residing in her body, her time was up; she didn’t have long left.
The old woman was about to fall. Heng Yuze couldn’t just watch. If she fell hard to the ground, she might suffer serious injury.
He quickly supported the old woman and helped her up.
“Did… did that count as a success? But what now? She doesn’t seem so evil anymore, but she also looks like she’s barely breathing. I didn’t just knock her…”
Thinking of this possibility, Heng Yuze’s face turned pale, and a wave of nausea surged up his throat.
Bai Chendeng didn’t have such burdens, because the bug never intended for her to live.
The old woman’s arrival tonight was abrupt, as if she was deliberately coming to die. Fortunately, Heng Yuze used the drum to kill the bug inside her, which was the least harmful way to break the control. If he had used the power of the moonlight, the outcome wouldn’t have been better than this.
The old woman would probably live for a few more days.
Bai Chendeng took the lead, guiding the distraught Heng Yuze downstairs.
The door downstairs was open, a dark void, like the tied mouth of a garbage bag filled with sewage, hiding unknown filth.
Bai Chendeng walked in first, followed closely by Heng Yuze, who helped the old woman into her bedroom.
The man and the cat helped close the door and left.
Six days later, they saw people coming and going downstairs and received the news of the old woman’s death.
Heng Yuze didn’t know whether to be relieved that he hadn’t caused a death, or to mourn the loss of a life.
He stood in the stairwell. Because of his conspicuous height, he attracted the attention of a middle-aged woman with slightly yellow curly hair who was leaning against the corridor, sighing with her arms crossed.
The woman walked over seemingly unintentionally, sighing repeatedly.
“That old woman, she was strong her whole life. Now that she’s dead, she’s finally free!”