There was also an instruction manual posted on the wall.
"I understand!" he shouted. "We have to do it together! In order, no bumping into each other!"
This challenge tests teamwork. He didn't have time to explain, and seeing the impending storm, he said, "Listen to me!"
Shan Yu was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Okay!"
Wen Zheng remained calm and composed in the face of danger. He assigned tasks, pressed the control buttons, and precisely timed the operation. Under the operation of the four people, the robotic arm smoothly extended towards Susan in the center of the examination chair.
"Mountain Rain to the left... Little Jade to the right, then forward again!... Heavenly Road Shrinks, damn it?"
The drill bit, which was supposed to retract, suddenly lurched forward, and Deng Puyue shouted in alarm!
"You're taking back the Heavenly Road! You're taking it back, not letting it go!"
"Sky Road!!" Shan Yu roared, "Don't get distracted!"
"Damn it, I pressed the wrong button!" Tianlu exclaimed, his forehead covered in sweat. "It won't go back!"
The drill spun and reached right in front of Susan's doll, about to pierce it straight through—
In an instant, Wen Zheng emerged from under the robotic arm, leaped onto the central treatment table like a ghost, and clamped his hands on the drill bit, blocking the impact!
"Stop!!" He roared at Xuan Yuan Tian Lu, veins bulging on his forehead.
"Okay!" Tianlu looked at the panicked man and pressed the button. The robotic arm, which was expected to retract immediately, disobeyed his commands and suddenly lunged forward!
Wen Zheng was stunned for a second before the drill pierced his body and then turned into white light, returning to the rest room in the survival space.
[Game over]
Hearing that Zheng was panting heavily, the live chat erupted in an uproar.
What the hell?!
-Hold?
Is Xuanyuan Tianlu an idiot? Why would he frame another streamer like this? Does he think our Z-Da has no fans?
-Is he an idiot?
-How's Z doing? Take a break, tonight was just awful.
Damn it, I'm going to file a formal complaint.
After catching his breath for half a minute, Wen Zheng's chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down.
"I'm logging off now. I'll let Xiaoyu know later." He said to the chat, then logged off. After a slight dizziness, Wen Zheng took off his glasses and sat up.
Big Black was still nestled in its old clothes-made nest when Wen Zheng moved, and it immediately looked over.
Her golden eyes, like the finest gemstones, refracted the light with a mesmerizing and dazzling brilliance. Such beauty should even be captured in an aesthetics magazine.
Wen Zheng paused for a moment, then reached out and placed his hand on the cat's head, stroking down its back—it was smooth.
Hold.
Is it because cats are hard to pet?
Why do you have to play this stupid game and make yourself miserable?
Wen Zheng thought angrily.
An hour later, he was almost hypnotized by the soft background music of the geography program. He woke up with a start, quickly got out of bed, and opened the backend of the cat live stream.
First, I reported Xuanyuan Tianlu for malicious attack, then I filled out the registration form for the streamer competition and submitted it.
The application was approved quickly, and the agent called shortly afterward.
"Z-student!!! What happened?! I was thinking of asking you out for drinks!"
"I don't drink," Wen Zheng said coldly. "I'm hanging up."
"No way! Tell me about your thought process!"
"..." Wen Zheng closed his eyes in humiliation.
"I'm out of money to keep a cat."
Agent: "...Don't you still have a salary?"
"Not enough."
The agent flew into a rage: "What kind of cat do you have?! Does it eat gold?!"
No.
Big Black only eats the food I cook.
Wen Zheng neither agreed nor disagreed, said goodbye, and hung up the phone.
As for the other reason, he didn't plan to tell his agent, otherwise the agent would lose his hair.
Wen Zheng thought kindly.
Author's Note: Dahei: Why is my future wife always walking around naked in front of me? I'm puzzled.
Big Black: Let me see how to use these glasses.
Chapter 10
The agent hadn't seen Wen Zheng's report when he called, since it was after get off work hours.
After a wonderful sleep to nourish her hair, the manager woke up early in the morning to see the Weibo battle and, without thinking, pulled out a large clump of hair!
He frantically tried to call Wen Zheng, but the line was always busy, which made him so anxious he scratched his toes.
Meanwhile, Wen Zheng, who was on the line, was discussing his cat with his mentally challenged brother, Yu Di.
“No…nothing either…ah.” Wen Zheng frowned and reached out to lift the big black cat’s tail, only to be met with a death stare from the cat.
In the morning, he received a screen recording from Deng Puyue, which recorded what happened after he lost yesterday.
Because the video was quite long, he didn't plan to watch it lying down. Instead, he got up and ran ten kilometers around the neighborhood, working up a sweat before heading home.
There are many shops around the neighborhood, and pet supply stores are everywhere. Before he could catch his breath, he spotted a store with a Clara poster on it and a bunch of discounted cat toys on display.
"How could my dog, Dahei, play with such idiotic things?" Wen Zheng thought disdainfully.
Thirty seconds later.
Wen Zheng stood in the store, staring at the toys with a gloomy face.
Cat toys have also entered the holographic era. Holographic moth simulators, holographic sparrows, holographic mice, holographic... all kinds of toys are available.
The shop owner beamed: "Young man, looking at toys? You know about clearance sales? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, super cheap! See that? It's written in black and white—20% off everything!"
White cloth strips with the price starting at 4.4 yuan hung from the ceiling, looking like funeral banners when the wind blew, making the whole store feel eerie.
Wen Zheng felt a chill run down his spine. He grabbed a holographic mahjong simulator and was about to pay when the shopkeeper scanned his phone while incessantly recommending it: "Just one? It's so cheap, buy more! Other cats have so many toys, but yours only has one, isn't that pitiful... Wait until it talks to other cats, wow! You have fifty toys, and I only have one! The cat will feel inferior..."
Wen Zheng: "…………"
Am I the kind of person who would believe your nonsense?
Thirty seconds later.
The shop owner, beaming with joy, scanned all the simulators in the store, her old face radiating youthful energy: "We're not just having toys, but also household items on sale! Shampoo to make your cat smell nice, nail clippers with protective grooves, and even fully automatic litter boxes with automatically dissolving bamboo charcoal cat litter..."
When Wen Zheng arrived home, he was covered in shopping bags, looking humiliated, with the pet store deliveryman following behind him. His smile was as bright as the morning sun.
Deliveryman: "Welcome back again! Everything is 20% off! Always 20% off!"
Wen Zheng: "…………"
An unfamiliar smell appeared in the house, and Big Black perked up its ears warily.
Wen Zheng carried the bag into the bedroom. Facing Da Hei, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, melting away much of his cold and hard demeanor.
"I bought you some toys," he said. "See if there's anything you like?"
After saying that, he remembered that Dahei was still lame and couldn't play with toys.
"You can play when you're better." He paused and then said, "You have fifty toys, you're no worse than other people's cats."
Big Black: ? ? ?
After disassembling and sorting all the messy pet supplies, only the largest litter box remained.
After Wen Zheng assembled it, plugged it in, and stood up, he felt that something was wrong.
He suddenly looked at the black cat: "Big Black, haven't you pooped since you came home?"
The big black pupils contracted, and its tail fur instantly bristled.
That's how Wen Zheng made that phone call to Deng Puyue.
"I've looked it up and checked the forums." Wen Zheng rubbed his temples. "It's been two days already. Should we take it to the vet again?"
Deng Puyue sighed, "My dear Zheng, don't worry! It's my fault for not explaining it clearly to you... You can leave it there for a day and observe. Cats use litter boxes instinctively. Your Dahei is already this big, it will use it when it sees it."
“Okay.” Wen Zheng was like an unmarried father raising a child, full of worry: “If it doesn’t poop by tomorrow, I’ll try the method I found online, using cotton swabs dipped in lubricant to check everything.”
"Yeah, yeah, anyway, don't worry, Big Black looks strong, he'll definitely be fine! By the way, did you even watch the screen recording, Brother Zheng?! Let me tell you, Xuan Yuan Tian Lu is a real jerk—"
"Oh." Wen Zheng then remembered: "Right away."
As he put down his phone, he turned around and was surprised to find that all of Dahei's fur had bristled, forming a huge black ball.
"What's wrong?" Wen Zheng squatted down, reached out and rubbed the cat's head, then poked its sharp teeth: "You're all puffed up and baring your teeth, don't you like it when I call?"
He gave a brief, somewhat gentle smile that flashed across his large, dark gold eyes.
"Then I won't fight anymore. Be good."
The desperate agent, who relentlessly tried to call Wen Zheng only to be rejected by his "Do Not Disturb" mode: "………………"
***
Wen Zheng was cooking cat food in the kitchen, glancing at the projection screen on the refrigerator every now and then.
He was too angry yesterday and was afraid of losing his temper and hurting others, so he stopped paying attention to the game content.
After watching the last part, the frustration actually subsided.