The orb was completely lost in thought.
It was speechless.
Was its Host really this beloved by the God of Magic?
Could this be the charm of a cat?
Even the God of Magic had fallen to the Cult of the Cat?
As expected of its cat Host.
Her Talent was truly terrifying.
Cen Yao also froze for two seconds.
Then she snapped out of it and immediately lifted her chin.
Although she was currently a civet cat, lifting her chin looked more like she was tilting her head to act cute.
But she felt she looked very imposing.
She pushed the cage door open with her paw and crawled out.
The cage was a bit high.
When she landed, she was still a bit unaccustomed to having four legs. Her front paws had just stabilized when her hind paws failed to keep up, causing her body to wobble.
Cen Yao quickly used her tail to maintain her balance.
That was close.
She almost fell flat on her face.
The disabled civet cat glanced at her, his gaze growing even more complicated.
Cen Yao glared back fiercely.
“Meow!”
What are you looking at!
The disabled civet cat said coldly, “So what if you got out? You're still a silly cat.”
Cen Yao was so angry she wanted to sharpen her claws.
What did he mean by good luck?
This was skill!
When it came to a Witch, could it be called luck?
The live stream was already going crazy.
【I can't take it anymore, I'm dying of cuteness. Someone save me.】
【Quick, quick, quick! I need tissues, I've got a nosebleed from the sheer cuteness!】
【Hehe, I don't have time. I'm currently pinching my philtrum to keep from fainting from the cuteness, and I don't want to miss Lady Witch Cat's heroic figure.】
【Heavens, how can such a cute creature exist in this world! When she said “Gwah wen” with such a serious face, I was completely slain.】
【Gwah wen! Gwah wen! How can she be so cute!】
【Baby~ What color sack do you like? Tell Auntie, and Auntie will make pretty clothes for you~】
【What the heck?! As expected of cunning humans, actually thinking of making pretty clothes for the cat master to curry favor!】
【Ahhhhh, I want to hide Witch Cat in my pocket and steal her away!】
【I can't go on, I need oxygen! How can someone be so powerful yet so cute!】
【I finally understand why you all like this player named “Bling Bling” so much, because I've fallen for her too!】
【I declare that Witch Cat will be my profile picture from now on!】
【Just entered. Excuse me, is this a horror live stream or a cute pet live stream?】
【It's Lady Witch's live stream. Every form of hers is magnificent!】
【Did she almost trip herself just now?】
【Nonsense! That's called a tactical adjustment of her landing posture!】
【Right, right, right, does our Witch Cat not care about her reputation?】
【Who is that disabled civet cat? His mouth is so toxic.】
【Bad kitty! He actually called our Lady Witch stupid!】
【Damn, but he actually looks a bit cool walking while dragging his broken leg.】
【Even if he's cool, he can't insult Witch Cat! Show yourself and get beaten up!】
【Go, Witch Cat! Beat him until he's spitting out teeth!】
Cen Yao couldn't see the bullet chat.
Otherwise, she would definitely correct them immediately.
She wasn't a normal cat right now.
She was a civet cat.
More importantly, she must not be associated with civet coffee.
Whoever dared to mention it, she would bite them.
The disabled civet cat didn't continue to mock her.
He looked up at the sky.
Only a thin sliver of the sun remained, the orange-red of the horizon almost completely swallowed by the grayish-blue.
The disabled civet cat's expression clearly darkened.
“Now that you're out, don't block the way.”
Cen Yao was still angry, but hearing this, her ears twitched slightly.
The disabled civet cat didn't explain.
He dragged his injured leg and continued forward.
Because of his leg, he walked very slowly.
But his destination was very clear.
It was as if he knew where he had to go before sunset.
Cen Yao stared at his back.
She still had fire in her heart.
This bad cat had just called her stupid and insulted her meowing.
With Cen Yao's usual personality, she would have taught him a lesson or two.
But the current situation was special.
First, she hadn't fully adapted to fighting with four legs.
Second, she couldn't use her magic stably yet.
Third, this disabled civet cat clearly knew some of the rules here.
While she knew nothing.
Cen Yao took a deep breath.
A big cat had a big heart.
She wouldn't lower herself to his level for now.
Once she figured out the situation, she would find an opportunity to beat him until he spit out his teeth.
Cen Yao looked down at her paws, then at the open cage door.
How did she succeed just now?
Anger?
Emotion?
Or was it because her mind was so firmly set on opening the door?
The orb said that spells were the medium, while magic power was the foundation.
If she could understand the magic itself clearly enough, she could skip the spell entirely.
Just now, even though she had shouted “Gwah wen,” her goal in her mind was extremely clear.
Open the door.
Open the lock.
Leave the cage.
The magic power had surged forward along with this intent, so the lock opened.
Cen Yao the cat was thoughtful.
She seemed to understand a little.
But understanding was one thing; achieving it consistently wouldn't be so easy.
She turned her head to look at the other cages.
Inside the cages, all the civet cats were huddled in the corners, trembling.
Cen Yao experimentally walked to the nearest cage.
She was still not quite used to her current body, and her tail would unconsciously sway back and forth as she walked.
But a civet cat's body was more agile than she had imagined.
Her footsteps were very light.
When her paws stepped on the ground, there was almost no sound.
She stopped in front of a cage, staring at the civet cat inside.
“Meow?”
Are you a player?
The civet cat inside was clearly startled.
Immediately after, a hint of confusion and fear appeared in its eyes.
Then it shrank back.
Cen Yao: “...”
It couldn't understand.
Not a player.
Or a player who hadn't adapted yet?
Cen Yao moved to another cage.
“Meow, meow?”
Player?
This civet cat simply buried its head in its paws to play dead.
Cen Yao: “...”
Excellent.
Communication failed.
She discovered a very serious problem.
She couldn't speak human language right now.
If other players had also turned into civet cats, there was a high probability they wouldn't be able to communicate normally either.
Unless the other party could understand cat meows.
Cen Yao flicked her tail in irritation.
The sun was about to set.
She didn't have much time to check the cages one by one.
In the distance, the disabled civet cat had already walked some distance away.
Cen Yao glanced at him, then at the surrounding cages.
Intuition told her that staying in the cages was very dangerous.
Cen Yao felt a bit frustrated.
Just then, a soft tapping sound suddenly came from a nearby cage.
Tap.
Tap, tap.
Cen Yao's ears twitched, and she immediately turned her head.
Two cages away, a rather small civet cat was rhythmically tapping the cage door with its paw.
Tap.
Tap, tap.
Tap.
Seeing Cen Yao look over, its eyes instantly lit up.
That gaze was too human.
Excitement, pleasant surprise, like finally seeing a savior.
A player.
Cen Yao immediately deduced.
She walked over quickly.
That civet cat looked like it was about to go crazy with anxiety, frantically blinking at her while tapping the cage door.
Cen Yao stood in front of the cage door, staring at the lock.
Open.
She tried hard to recall the feeling from earlier.
Magic power surged out along with her intent.
Open.
She opened her mouth and chanted in a low, serious voice, “Gwah wen.”
Click.
The lock opened.
The cage door popped open.
The civet cat inside practically scrambled and rolled its way out.
The moment it landed, it excitedly circled Cen Yao.
“Meow, meow, meow!”
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