My Cat Has Superpower?!

The next day.

Lin Siyin had just woken up when she realized, her warm little cat baby was missing from her side.

She got up and saw that her own fat orange cat was somehow, lying on the floor pillow, sound asleep.

Lin Siyin blinked her eyes and carefully got out of bed, stretching out her warm jade hands to repeatedly knead the big cat face.

After tormenting it for a while, she finally left satisfied.

However, what she didn't know was that the fat cat she had "tortured" had woken up and was staring at her with a face full of resentment.

"Modern women are really scary; they've gone crazy over petting cats."

Lu Zixun hid on top of the table, staring seriously at his reflection in the mirror.

"Luckily, my fur wasn't rubbed off, my face wasn't deformed, still as handsome as ever."

After leaving the house, Lin Siyin took Lu Zixun to a place he could never have imagined— the Taekwondo Hall.

This was something Lin Siyin had signed up for with her private savings, without Lin Beisheng's knowledge.

Lin Beisheng was a very traditional man.

In his worldview, a daughter should be literate and calm, quietly studying and constantly improving.

In fact, Lin Siyin was indeed like that in front of him.

But in private...

Lu Zixun watched the violently fierce girl on the stage and began to doubt whether staying with her was a mistake.

In the past, there was a popular saying online to describe girls— "The cuter the profile picture, the harsher the insults; the prettier they are, the more painful their hits."

He used to not believe it—that cute, pretty girls could never be so fierce!

Now it seemed, that might actually be true.

Xie Zong turned his head to look at the orange cat sitting next to him, feeling weird inside.

He was Lin Siyin's classmate, outwardly appearing to be good buddies with her, but secretly he was an admirer.

He had initially planned to ask Lin Siyin out to watch a movie, but ended up at the Taekwondo Hall instead.

He felt weird because the orange cat next to him had such human-like eyes, as if it housed a human soul.

Feeling Xie Zong's gaze, Lu Zixun turned his head slowly, eyes fixated on him without moving.

"Ha, hello..."

Xie Zong, feeling goosebumps from the stare, forced a smile and stiffly waved his hand in response.

But Lu Zixun remained unmoved, still staring at him.

Such a strange cat.

Xie Zong felt his mouth go dry and instinctively wanted to grab a drink from the seat.

"Snap."

He had just opened his mouth slightly when he watched the orange cat tilt its head and mimic him, gently pushing the unsealed drink onto the floor.

"..."

"Ding, displeasure from Xie Zong +50."

The cat sneered at Xie Zong, thinking you have thoughts about my miss? Can't I see it?

Still want to drink?

Heh, men.

With that thought, Lu Zixun smoothed his nearly tangled fur and, tail held high, walked toward Lin Siyin who had just left the stage.

Xie Zong stared blankly at the spilled drink bottle on the floor, telling himself the cat didn't do it on purpose.

But for some reason, he thought the cat was really nasty...

"Fat cat, you weren't with Xie Zong, how come you're down here?"

Lin Siyin's face was flushed, her forehead sweaty from nearly an hour of Taekwondo, even her makeup smudged.

Lu Zixun ignored him and headed straight to the backpack area.

Sniffing with his "dog nose," he quickly found Lin Siyin's backpack and dragged it out.

"Wow, fat cat, how did you know I was going to get lipstick to touch up?"

Lin Siyin was very happy.

Lu Zixun used his paws to flick off the lipstick cap and scrutinized it.

Hmm, metallic red.

Pretty it was, but seemed like a fake. Nowadays, online merchants have no conscience; they only cheat innocent high school girls.

Nope, I can't let my miss use a fake.

Lin Siyin's smile quickly froze on her face.

She saw her orange cat use its sharp claws to snap her beloved lipstick in two.

The broken piece fell like a clump of shit, sticking to the ground.

"Ding, anger from Lin Siyin +300."

Lu Zixun's hand trembled, and the remaining lipstick fell to the ground with the cap.

Oh my god, this girl is too easily angered, adding 300 in one go?

Lu Zixun's fur bristled.

Feeling the temperature around him drop to freezing, he quickly jumped back to the spectator seats, shrinking behind Xie Zong.

At this time, the Taekwondo practice area had already ended its rest period.

The formally dressed coach, barefoot on the carpet, clapped his hands and gathered the resting instructors.

"Everyone, come over. Today's practice ends here, and now it's time for free sparring. The top three winners of this sparring will qualify for next month's city-level Taekwondo competition. Please cherish this opportunity."

Lin Siyin glanced expressionlessly at Lu Zixun, then turned her head back to the crowd.

An invisible murderous aura radiated from her.

"Beep, Anger Value from Lin Siyin +100."

"Beep, Feeling Value has accumulated to 3050 points."

"Beep, Feeling Value has reached the upgrade conditions; system is automatically upgrading. Estimated upgrade time is twenty-four hours. Note, backpack temporarily unavailable, lottery temporarily unavailable..."

Lu Zixun watched the system maintenance screen, bemused.

He had never expected to gain Feeling Value in this way.

Initially, his plan was to use cuteness and charm to gain Lin Siyin's Love Value.

He never imagined he would actually offend her...

On the practice field, Lin Siyin, with a face full of murderous aura, had already knocked down five tall girls in succession, and the remaining students kept their distance.

Lu Zixun swallowed hard, and Xie Zong did the same.

"Da Ju, do you know what's wrong with your owner? Why does she seem to be in a bad mood?"

Xie Zong lowered his head and asked the Orange Cat.

He didn't expect the cat to respond to anything; he was purely bored from sitting too long.

"Meow."

Lu Zixun looked up innocently and shook his head to indicate he didn't know.

Xie Zong was immediately astonished. Good heavens, did it understand what I said?

Lu Zixun couldn't be bothered with what Xie Zong was thinking.

This guy had more inner drama than women, and now he just wanted to find something meaningful to atone for his well-intentioned mistake.

"Hmm? The scent of money."

As if struck by an idea, Lu Zixun's eyes brightened, and he charged up with full force, abruptly leaping onto Xie Zong's chest.

Xie Zong was caught off guard as a yellow cannonball slammed into him.

Instinctively grunting, his vision went black, and he passed out in his seat, choked for breath.

Sorry, I used too much force.

Lu Zixun, slightly apologetic, circled around him.

Then, he carefully extracted a few hundred dollars from Xie Zong's pocket, probed his philtrum with his cat paw.

Alright, he's not dead.

"Great benefactor, I'm indebted beyond repayment. Your favor, I'll remember it and will surely repay you doubly in the future."

With a serious expression, Lu Zixun then ran toward the door.

...

On the street.

"I remember there's a makeup store nearby," Lu Zixun, money in mouth, looked around.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his tail.

"Meow—"

Lu Zixun's fur bristled, his expression ferocious, and with lightning speed, he yanked out his tail.

Then he turned to the culprit, followed by a flurry of furious scratches.

A beggar behind him had never expected that this fat cat, swaggering down the street with money, could be so fierce.

His dirty face was ultimately left unrecognizable from the scratching.

Dare to grab your cat daddy's tail? Asking for trouble!

"Beep, Pain Value from Wang Fugui +100."

Lu Zixun, feeling vindicated, retracted his claws and continued searching for the makeup store.

Behind him, the beggar lying on the ground received his life's first windfall.

"Really pitiful, his face is all messed up."

"Sigh, it's not just messed up. It's disfigured, look, there's blood on his face."

"Poor thing, survival isn't easy..."

Three sympathetic girls each threw a hundred yuan into his bowl and then left with heavy hearts.

"Beep, Joy Value from Liu Dongdong +101."

Lu Zixun had just entered the makeup store when he heard the alert and shook his head, "Could he be a fool with a masochistic tendency?"

Currently, in the makeup store, the lights were dazzling, and the fragrance was overpowering.

The products in the glass cases were dazzling and brilliantly displayed.

Many girls came and went, along with several flamboyantly dressed middle-aged women.

Lu Zixun carefully surveyed the scene, unnoticed by the women.

At last.

He found at a glass counter the same metallic lipstick Lin Siyin used.