I will eventually become a god

"...So, you were not beaten by someone, but you beat someone else?"

At the dinner table, the cat stood up on its two hind legs and held its front paws across its chest, like a majestic cat lady.

Speech was written on its face.

Fortunately, she was too worried to pretend to be stupid and said nothing, but she didn't expect that things were completely opposite to what she thought.

Xue Jing's appearance is so deceptive. He is so elegant that anyone who meets him for the first time will think that he is an intellectual scholar. Even Maomao has seen that he has well-trained muscles and subconsciously thinks that he is the one. The one who will be bullied.

"Thank you for worrying about me, Xiaowan."

Xue Jing chuckled.

Then, he saw that the cat-man stood up with his arms folded across his chest and looked so cute that he couldn't help but reach out and pinch its cheeks.

This fight was worth it, and there were even extra gains.

Maomao, who was unintentional and unwilling to speak no matter what, was so worried that he couldn't help but speak because he smelled of the blood of the Razor Gang gangsters.

While being a little moved, Xue Jing couldn't help but find it funny.

"...You are not allowed to call me Xiao Wan, you must respectfully call me the leader!"

Maomao, whose real name is Ning Fengwan, stretched out his paws and slapped Xue Jing's hand away, saying angrily.

The immature girl's voice didn't seem to be intimidating at all to Xue Jing. He nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Xiaowan."

Then he reached out his hand, touched the cat's head, and rubbed it back and forth.

If it were a cartoon, Ning Fengwan's forehead had already burst out with veins. She used two white gloves and claws to try to stop Xue Jing's touch, but it didn't work at all. She said angrily:

"Give me some respect for the elderly!"

It was okay when he pretended to be a cat before. He could deceive and comfort himself. He was a cat and it was no big deal to be touched. He even enjoyed it a little.

But now that her identity has been completely exposed, and being treated so 'frivolously' again, Ning Fengwan's sense of shame instantly spread from the tips of her toes to the top of her head.

Xue Jing saw that it was indeed a little anxious, so he retracted his hand and said curiously:

"Older? How old are you, Xiaowan?"

Maomao said dissatisfied: "You want to call me the leader."

After a pause, "It's just that I'm older than you anyway."

When Ning Fengwan said this, his tone was a little hesitant, but Xue Jing didn't care. He touched his chin and said:

"The leader of the Dragon Cult...is he the Dragon Cult in the news reports?"

He had heard this name in news reports before, and it was said to be a 'dark gang disguised as a religious organization'. Now it has been destroyed by Kande Security Company.

Um? My cat is actually a gangster?

Maomao crossed his chest with his paws, raised his head and snorted proudly, and said in a childish girlish voice:

"Yes, it's the Dragon Cult. You must be afraid."

It was a bit cute, but Xue Jing couldn't help it anymore. She stretched out her hands to wrap the cat's head, moved her arms left and right, rubbed its cheeks, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid, Master."

Maomao gritted his teeth: "Why are you afraid? Why don't you let go!"

Xue Jing took his hand back and asked: "The news said that the Dragon Sect has been destroyed by Kande Security Company, so you are alone now?"

Maomao stretched out her paw and gestured to the pot of chicken soup, asking Xue Jing to fill it with a bowl, and then said:

"Well... let's put it that way for the time being."

Xue Jing picked up the spoon, filled half a bowl of chicken soup, put a large chicken drumstick into the bowl, and put it in front of the cat.

"Then what are your plans for the future?"

Maomao took a bite of the tender and glutinous chicken leg meat, chewed it, and showed a very anthropomorphic expression of enjoyment on his face.

Swallowing the meat into his stomach, he said: "You don't need to understand these things. It will do you no good to know. I'm just staying with you temporarily and will leave soon."

Maomao showed a serious expression.

Although he managed to communicate with the boy by chance, Maomao still wanted to avoid getting him involved as much as possible.

Even the official government is troubled by behemoths like security companies. As ordinary people, Xue Jing and Kant will be dead if they sneeze.

"All right."

Seeing that it said it solemnly, Xue Jing also nodded.

Then he asked casually:

"By the way, Xiaowan, since you are a human, why did you turn into a cat?"

"I want to call you the leader." Maomao was dissatisfied at first, and then said: "This is it."

It extended its tail to the front, and its white-gold tail ring shimmered in the light.

"This is a prop called a 'divine relic'. It is said to be the legacy left behind by 'God' after his death."

"I don't know much about the specifics. I just know that each divine relic has a very magical ability, such as this one."

It shook the ring on its tail.

"I bought this from a profiteer. The serial number is GOD-1391 Cat Tail Ring. Its ability is to allow the wearer to transform into a cat."

"...It's just that once you change, you can't change back temporarily." Maomao's mouth twitched.

Xue Jing's heart moved.

"Serial number GOD-1391? Are there many divine relics? The serial numbers are all after one thousand."

"Hmm... there should be many. I don't know about these. I have only seen this one divine relic. The serial number and name were also told to me by the profiteer." Maomao said.

"...Okay." Xue Jing was a little helpless.

This is almost equivalent to saying nothing at all.

Starting from Maomao, the plan to find more 'divine substances' was in vain.

The upgrade of "Twins" and the unlocking of active effects are still far away.

But it is not without gain. At least I know that this kind of thing is called a divine relic. Looking at the serial numbers, it seems that there are quite a lot of them, at least more than a thousand.

Xue Jing looked at the cat who was eating chicken and drinking chicken soup, suddenly thought of something, and said:

"By the way, there's one more thing."

"Hey." The cat, biting into the chicken, replied inarticulately.

Xue Jing first touted: "The leader of the Dragon Sect sounds very majestic. He must be very dignified in the Tao and must be well-informed, right?"

"Humph, of course." Maomao raised her head proudly.

"That's it. I want to enter a dojo to practice martial arts. Which dojo is more powerful? Does the leader recommend it? Well, if I can rely on the supreme majesty of the leader to reduce the tuition fee, that would be great."

Xue Jing made a request.

Maomao nodded, "About this, I was actually going to tell you."

"You took me in and let me eat and drink at your house for free. I have to repay this kindness."

"I will introduce you to someone in a few days. As far as martial arts training is concerned, there should be no one more powerful than that person in Qingcheng."

Xue Jing asked curiously: "Who is it?"

"The old master of the Hidden Dragon Dojo, 'Dragon Prince' Li Qi."

A name came out of Maomao's mouth.

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