Chapter 32: Is This Black Cat Serious?

【Name: Lin Du】

【Occupation: Swordsman】

【Level: 127】

【EXP: 1237/68100】

【HP: 600000】

【MP: 6700】

【Constitution: 573】

【Strength: 5518】

【Agility: 3423】

【Current Special Status】: Affected by skill "Cat's Blessing Experimental Version No. 1"; while the skill effect persists, the following effects apply (time until effect ends: 2333 days)

【Unyielding Resilience】: Injuries caused by internal void are gradually healing; resting restores you toward peak condition; HP recovery increased by 50%

【Perfect Timing·Weakened】: Gain 120% experience bonus

【Overgrowth】: Enhanced attributes will double

【Time Warp Remedy】: Time stolen by the King of Colorlessness is fully returned, and experience can be stored internally (currently stored: 120100)

【Guardian】: Immune to curses below Eighteenth Tier, and gain equal‑tier negative resistance.

【Wind of Revival·Weakened】: Support and healing skills below Eighteenth Tier have doubled effect

What is this?

Is this a special status that an ordinary martial practitioner should have?

He envied others all his life—legendary "innate skill", legendary "special lineage"—and has walked steadily for almost a lifetime, and the result…?

Although the skill called "Cat's Blessing" always looks a bit odd, … he has never heard of a personally named skill being identified and approved by the gods.

In other words, it can be assumed that this skill is legitimate.

So… what is this cat's background?

Isn't it the demon that spreads chaos among humans?

Saying this blessing is a divine miracle wouldn't be too much, right!

So you use this thing to bewitch humans?

Lin Du originally only wanted to lift the curse, even if it meant living normally without fearing the curse suddenly accelerating and devouring him, but this result is so good he wouldn't even dare to imagine it in a dream.

That black cat, does he now count as a founding hero?

Crystals of level 148 can be exchanged for this, once his strength recovers and he gets a bit stronger, he'll definitely scoop it up!

But… this black cat, is he serious? Reliable?

What is this gang called? What line of work do they usually do? Too dark, too wild, he might not be able to handle it…

When the Sword Saint's brain overloaded like a pig and started babbling, Cat's cat brain also overloaded a bit.

【Your tenacious nature lets you, even when gravely wounded and on the brink of death, find a chance for survival】

【Inherent skill "Do Nothing, Do Not Die" inheritance condition satisfied】

【Skill "Do Nothing, Do Not Die": When on the brink of death, locks 1 HP; can activate once every 90 days】

"Increasing skill level reduces activation interval"

Holding a blood vial, Cat thumped loudly while watching the sudden system prompt, almost spitting out the bright red potion in one gulp.

He had heard that this world has many so‑called hidden achievements that unlock corresponding skills when conditions are met, but… he never expected his first satisfied condition to be this.

Thinking carefully, since his transmigration he seems to have always been on the edge of death?

Although he lives far on line 18, never participated in formal battles, and keeps a low profile?

"…"

However, this skill is great, very thirst‑quenching; he now urgently needs it to support his research.

Look, give a rose and the hand retains fragrance; the good‑deed Cat receives a huge reward.

Satisfied, he wagged his tail; Cat looked up at the Sword Saint's current state.

Seeing his numbers partially restored and various skill buffs stacked, Cat's tail couldn't be contained, thumping as if to pierce the ceiling.

This not only cures the Sword Saint's curse and returns values lost to weakness, but also provides a continuous blessing effect.

Using the system's appraisal, Cat discovered this magic is also an Eighteenth Tier spell rated F- by the gods.

Oh ho ho.

He really can.

These 650 drops of blood, the value deducted!

650 drops of blood exchanged for a life‑saving skill.

Gained a brand‑new magic development direction.

With this growth‑assisting buff, he and Witch Miss now have a foothold for the golden finger in their upgrade scheme.

Although Cat always feels something is off, because others' golden fingers are obtained by picking up, while his requires him to code the golden finger himself…

Nonetheless, Cat feels he has found the proper use of the Magic Path Ultimate Realm while being low‑level and without a faction army.

He levels up slowly, but he can sway people, right?

His talent points are in magic, he is a demon king!

As a demon king, he naturally must carry out righteous group beatings!

As a being titled a leadership class, cultivating some magic generals, magic troops, and capable officers is also quite reasonable, right?

As a demon king, commanding three armies and leading ten strong clans is also quite ordinary, right?

He is now a light‑rod commander cat; aside from "hmm" and "Cat Kua forging magic", attracting people to join the demon king's army with some regular buff methods isn't too much, right?

Holy Fire Meow Meow Sect, everlasting!

Who would have thought that the Cat, whose ten‑year plan was pushed forward by ten years, would instantly lose the desire to sit here and chat idly with the Old Sword Saint.

The Cat curled the crystal on the ground with its tail and then made a run for it,

"Take your time 'Ah!' and go, I'm leaving. I'm hurrying to the experiment."

When the body was about to vanish completely into the shadow, leaving only an ear, the Cat suddenly popped its head out again,

"Oh oh! Right, right, I still want to ask you something."

"……"

The floor showed only a cat head image, which was admittedly a bit unsightly; the Old Sword Saint twitched his mouth corner, holding back the urge to complain.

Holding back, this could be the leader of the group I'll join in the future.

"You speak."

"Recommend me a few dungeons. The ones rich in supplies. Not too pricey, but also not too shabby, you know what I mean?"

"……"

Sure enough, the feral dog's fangs can no longer resist hunting prey!

"Please organize more data and drop it at Xiaobai's doorstep; I'll check it after I'm done."

"Let's go~"

This time, the Cat completely left the Old Sword Saint's room and returned to its own laboratory—Witch Miss's room.

Just now, the reason he suddenly asked the Old Sword Saint for dungeon intel was that he had altered his current plan.

Originally, his goal was to seize a livable floor in an ordinary dungeon as a habitat for Pikachu, gradually developing its level while waiting for the chance.

But…

Now he's downright arrogant!

What he wants is an entire dungeon!

He wants a kind of dungeon that, for the Alliance, being ruled by monsters is neither painful nor bothersome, located in a strategically insignificant yet important city, and still possesses some resources for sustainable development.

Rather than have him search, let the Old Sword Saint, who has cleared almost every dungeon on the front line, pick a good one for him.

That is… how to turn the native monsters in the dungeon into his own laborers?

The Cat means the kind that not only obeys his orders but also grants him experience points.

Constantly grinding monsters and killing is a bit wasteful.

Don't these monsters have more room to be exploited?

Could it be that he needs to consider developing the spells of necromancer mages?

Kill, then haul, then employ them efficiently like 007?

Although tempting, the Cat feels this is still not capitalist enough, let alone demonic enough.

Moreover, undead that retain intelligence are mostly high‑grade monster thieves; the common foot soldiers definitely won't work.

If, after becoming undead, they still need human control, then since they're all puppets on strings, how could they be as cute and smooth as Pikachu?

The Cat's thinking hit a dead end due to lack of samples; he can only temporarily decide to keep the smart ones for experimental research, and the not‑smart ones… will become his experience points.

Now isn't the time to be fixated on this, Cat.

"Hehehe."

The Cat, abandoning contemplation and deciding to start the experiment first, walked with a Gengar‑like expression toward the Pikachu still hanging upside‑down in the bookshelf corner.

"Pika, this is big, bear with it."

Under Pikachu's unremarkable, unwise gaze, the Cat dragged the crystal on its tail and shoved it straight into its mouth.

"Soul, create."

He actually still wants to create a smart soul.

But this thing is very metaphysical, not only related to brain development; in this magical world there are also fantastical elements that no one has yet grasped.

Anyway, he gave this Pikachu shell a brain; as for whether it works well or how well, that's left to fate.

He's already worked hard.

With prior research, this Magic Circle doesn't require the Cat to reinvent much; what he needs to do is refine it.

Expand the original six magical glyphs in the circle to sixty, then six hundred, turning the original magical words into a vocabulary, a more detailed descriptive text.

The result of this operation is that the pale‑transparent Magic Circle is densely covered with numerous small circles and sparkling, rotating glyphs.

It's gorgeous, like a precisely engineered watch face composed of interlocking gears.

In shaping the 'form' of soul‑creation magic, the Cat didn't, as last time, use concrete imagination to immerse himself more deeply and inject emotion.

This time, he takes the abstract approach.

"Chaos at the beginning, Heaven and Earth first laid.

The light, clear Qi that rises is Heaven; the heavy, turbid Qi that descends is Earth.

The Sun, Moon, and five planets are called the Seven Rulers; Heaven, Earth, and Man are called the Three Talents."

……

"Wind follows the tiger, clouds follow the dragon; the union of ruler and minister is not coincidental.

Rain and sunshine at times, this is a sign of rest; Heaven and Earth in harmony, this is called a flourishing era."

From a scientific standpoint, all things in the world are born from void and chaos, so the process of forming something with a soul and infused wisdom from nothing should be the same, right?

Referencing the magical incantations, which are full of numerous recited allusions and legends, quoting a passage from 'Astronomy' shouldn't be excessive, right?

Shaping a body is easy; even ordinary people can sculpt a shell with clay, carving, etc., but a soul is hard to implant.

The Cat thinks this infant study, saturated with the crystallized wisdom of ancestors, should be enough to get Pikachu into kindergarten, right?

【Soul has been injected into Prototype Pikachu】

You overloaded and released magic.

Your body has taken damage.

HP‑800

……

I damn have a blood‑lock cheat, so I can do whatever I want!

Watching the blurry scene before his eyes once again, Cat skillfully pulled out a blood pill hidden in the shadows, attached a straw, and gulped it down.

Although his body is weak, his spirit remains arrogant.

This time the magic rating reached a full twenty levels! Twenty levels!

Just a little higher, and it would be that unattainable Divine Realm!

800 HP, a test on the god's bottom line—what a rush!

Just you wait, that god that got stuck with some unknown bug that killed me—once I finish my daily 1,000 push‑ups and 3‑kilometer runs, I'll go and wrench your head off and roll it under a car!

I've got all these accounts noted, little Cat!

Cat doesn't expect that a single all‑out 20th‑level skill could wound a god.

But he can max out himself, using Magic Path Ultimate Realm to trade blood for a Divine Technique.

Divine Technique? Hard?

Ripping through that red‑haired monster's book page by page, as long as I have Cat, the heavens will be fine, right?

After finishing the pill, obediently tossing the small bottle into the trash, Cat didn't manage to get the dungeon info he wanted outside the door.

Even if the Sword Saint has a butler setting, he still can't sort this kind of data in just a few minutes~

After reflecting that the real‑world Sibus isn't magical at all, Cat and the newly enlightened Pikachu DaiDai stared wide‑eyed at each other.

Big brother…?

You, the boot time is a bit long, huh?

Hmm…

It probably isn't a failure, right?

Oh! I get it! Could it be low initial intelligence?

So that's it.

If the initial intelligence is low, then we'll have to put in a bit more effort.

Teaching Pikachu, after all, as a victim who's raised a husky and a border collie, he knows basic taming perfectly!

But… let's handle this after lunch!

Through his clone's eyes, Cat noticed a big matter—Witch Miss and her little fangirl have already arrived at the restaurant!

After all, Cat, about to start a war, finds food extremely important!

Moreover, in less than twenty minutes his HP bar was drained twice; he truly needs a ton of tasty food to replenish.

Everything is for the greater cause, definitely not because he's gluttonous.

He set up a simple no‑entry protective formation in the room, and out of formality Cat still reminded the stationed Pikachu,

"Stay here, I'll go buy you an orange and be right back. If you're bored, you can find something to do—sleep, read, exercise, anything."

He immediately performed a hat trick with his clone, swapping positions.

Only, Cat, who hadn't rigorously installed a surveillance crystal in the room, didn't know that shortly after he left, DaiDai's Pikachu's eyes began to glow.

Turning to glance at the room's layout, Pikachu walked over to the bookshelf, picked up a book titled 'The Autobiography of Dimiuos', sat on the floor and began reading seriously.

……

"Cat God! What do you want to eat!"

Just after swapping with his clone, Cat saw his devout follower beaming, holding a menu and asking him.

Today, under the junior's guidance, their lunch was taken at a traditionally Chinese restaurant that looked exceedingly noble from its décor.

Since it's a Chinese restaurant…

Then it must be braised 'yo'! 'Yo' pot‑pie! Crispy pork belly 'yo'!

Besides that, Cat used his cat paws to unabashedly order sweet‑and‑sour spare ribs, oyster‑sauce kale, stir‑fried choy sum, and other light side dishes he likes to pair with meat.

Anyway, he's a magical cat; a magical stomach isn't unreasonable, right?

Watching dish after dish being served in quick succession, Cat seriously contemplated his future dungeon livestock breeding plan.

This… as a Demon King, shouldn't I raise a few demon pigs for myself to eat?

Ordinary piglets are already tasty; a magically empowered pig would surely be even more flavorful, right?

Immersed in his future development plans, Cat stood motionless, obediently with his feet together at the window side of the table.

Meanwhile, the innate high‑cold buff of the Mystic Cat dealt a mental crit to passersby and the junior who already worshipped Cat as a 'god'.

(≧∇≦)ﾉ!!

"No wonder you're senior's cat, this high‑cold look is really cute!!!"

Aren't cats usually mischievous?

How can you have such charming allure!

I really wish time would speed up; I also want to summon a familiar and join senior's Cat Sect!

"Senior, may I feed your Cat something tasty later? Can I take a photo?"

Seeing the junior's hopeful request, Witch Miss unusually wanted to refuse.

"Just a bite."

In the end, being poor at refusing, she still uttered insincere words.

Sure enough, she still has to keep training; her lexicon lacks a phrase that can refuse without being awkward or abrupt!!

o(╥﹏╥)o

"Thank you, senior!!! One bite is already enough!!!"

Excited, the junior immediately took the spoon, carefully scooped a piece of meat she had blown cool, and with a face full of smile and devotion delivered it to Cat.

"Cat~ ah~ have a bite?"

But who is Cat!

It's Witch Miss's Symbiotic Contract partner!

Snapped back to his senses by the junior's praise, they listened to the conversation and suddenly sensed a change in the table's atmosphere.

How to put it... although there is no direct evidence, they always feel that Witch Miss's mood suddenly became a bit off?

Cat looked up, glanced at Witch Miss's expression, which seemed no different from usual, and her steady gaze fixed on them; Cat silently swallowed, then resolutely turned its head aside.

"Hey hey hey! Cat, does this mean you don't want me to feed you?"

Right. If you know, just take it away quickly.

Pork belly yo! Sorry!!!

"Xiaohei, aren't you eating?"

At this moment, Witch Miss asked.

You still don't know if I eat?

"Have a bite, don't be picky."

You damn #*&@(#!

Cat took a deep breath; if it weren't for the lack of blue veins on its head, it thought its expression would now be very angry.

Just as Cat's fist hardened, ready to battle the arch‑enemy today, Witch Miss took the spoon from the junior's hand and placed it at Cat's mouth.

"Here, ah~"

Seeing the fragrant, soft meat brought to its mouth, and watching Witch Miss's pupils dilate, Cat opened its mouth, took the spoonful of pork belly—laden with a bit too much chili powder—and, with tears, ate it.

o(╥﹏╥)o

He thinks he'll soon rule an entire underground city, yet still can't stand up, turn over, and become the master in front of this woman.

Bring it on!

Damn, too damn awful.

His little cat today just wants to rebel, that someone! If you have the guts, feed me another bite! I will definitely eat! Qianqian Xiaoya

Cat is very introverted, but after being fed that bite of meat, Witch Miss's mood became extraordinarily good.

She ate three bowls of rice in today's meal!