After all, in this situation, there wasn’t much a single cat like her could do.
Little Wei hadn’t even fully processed what was happening before she was yanked into a soft, fragrant embrace, with some added weight pressing down on her head.
Damn it!
She could barely lift her head now.
How could something so infuriating exist in the world?
Little Wei was seething with indignation.
"Si, I’ve really had enough of this kind of life."
Still, there was one thing Little Wei found odd: "Is this mission the same for everyone else?"
"No, some people might have missions specifically targeting your owner. This time, the tasks are personalized."
Hearing Si say this, Little Wei’s guard immediately went up.
If anyone dared to mess with her owner, she’d bite those dogs to death.
But the worst part right now was that her name had been changed to "Little Dog."
("Little Dog" means puppy.)
Ugh, why would anyone give a cat such a name? Fuming, Little Wei lightly batted her soft paw against her owner’s hand.
"What’s wrong? Feeling grumpy? I’ll buy you some cat food to cheer you up. Later, I’ll get you a big chicken leg too."
Her owner lifted her up.
Only then did Little Wei get a proper look at her owner’s face.
The girl’s clean features wore a gentle smile, her almond-shaped eyes clear like a tranquil lake, framed by smooth, shoulder-length black hair.
Holy crap!
As expected—it was one of Si’s avatars.
What was this owner’s name again?
Little Wei dug through the cat’s memories for a long time before finally recalling it.
Li Jiewei.
A pretty nice name, and since she was Si’s avatar, Little Wei would have to protect her no matter what.
She let out a couple of meows, only for Li Jiewei to press down on her head and give it a good rub.
"Little Dog, you’re just too adorable."
Little Wei: "..."
If only she could change this name.
Who in their right mind would name a cat something so ridiculous? It was downright tragic.
If Little Wei weren’t so patient, she’d be cursing up a storm by now.
Noticing Little Wei’s displeasure, Li Jiewei tilted her head in confusion.
"Why are you so upset?" she asked, stroking the cat’s head.
"Jiewei."
A unfamiliar male voice startled Little Wei. Before she could react, she saw a boy who looked like a student standing right in front of Li Jiewei.
"Let’s go. I bought movie tickets—I’ll take you to see a film," the boy said shyly, scratching the back of his head.
"Sure! Where to?" Li Jiewei beamed.
Little Wei: ???
Seriously? Was Si’s avatar in this world really this easy to fool?
Just like that, she’s leaving with some guy?
Baring her teeth, Little Wei glared fiercely at the boy.
Startled, the boy took a step back. Li Jiewei quickly flashed an awkward smile.
"Ah, I forgot—I still need to take my cat out and buy some stuff for her."
She sounded genuinely apologetic.
"I can go with you to buy whatever you need. I mean, you know how I feel about you," the boy mumbled, scratching his head again, his cheeks tinted pink.
Little Wei’s snarl grew even more pronounced.
But given that the cat she was inhabiting was a fluffy white-and-blue ball of cuteness, even her most ferocious expression came off as anything but intimidating.
If anything, it was kind of adorable.
"Your cat’s really cute. Can I hold her?" The boy, far from being scared, seemed even more interested now.
No, no, absolutely not!
Little Wei was vehemently against this idea.
Thankfully, Li Jiewei didn’t hand her over, or Little Wei would’ve lost it completely.
"No, she’s clingy—only likes me holding her."
Nodding vigorously in Li Jiewei’s arms, Little Wei silently willed the guy to drop dead.
What kind of nonsense was this? Trying to flirt with her wife?
This was beyond ridiculous.
"Guess I’ll have to ask you out another time," the boy said dejectedly before walking away.
Little Wei noticed him glancing around the street—specifically in the direction of a security camera.
Was he checking the surveillance?
Wait, if that was the case, it meant this guy was probably here to assassinate Li Jiewei.
But Little Wei couldn’t wrap her head around why her owner was a target.
Was this even a normal world? She couldn’t tell anymore.
Was this novel titled Everyone in the World Wants My Owner Dead or something?
Then again, she might not even be the protagonist.
"That’s so weird. I’ve barely talked to him before, but Little Dog, he’s the school heartthrob. If I got to watch a movie with him, I could die happy."
Pfft!
What kind of nonsense was that?
Since when was liking some guy the ultimate truth? Liking her was the real YYDS.
Little Wei was thoroughly unimpressed, but she couldn’t exactly talk back to Li Jiewei.
After all, she didn’t have the ability to speak.
"Whatever. Let’s go, Little Dog." Li Jiewei nuzzled her face against Little Wei’s, the soft fur tickling her skin.
Nothing beat the joy of snuggling a cat.
Please change my name.
Little Wei was on the verge of tears.
But she had bigger things to worry about—like investigating Li Jiewei’s background.
"Little Nailuo, I need you to dig up info on Li Jiewei’s family and school." The memory of that guy sent a chill down Little Wei’s spine. Danger lurked everywhere in this world.
She needed to gather as much intel as possible to protect her owner.
Wait, no—owner?
That term was way too embarrassing.
Calling her Si was much better.
"Got it. This won’t take long—just give me a sec." Little Nailuo was impressively efficient.
In no time, she reported back.
"Li Jiewei—ordinary family. Both parents are white-collar workers at a tech company, earning around six or seven thousand a month. She’s currently a freshman at Lincheng University, which is in the city you’re in right now—Lincheng."
Listening to this bare-bones summary, Little Wei couldn’t find anything particularly unusual about this world.
"What about the world itself?" she pressed.
"Now this is interesting. It’s got all kinds of beings—gods, immortals, monsters. They’re mostly governed by regional systems. The area you’re in now is a non-cultivation zone. The cat you’re possessing was picked up by Li Jiewei two years ago."
Hearing this, Little Wei perked up.
Gods and monsters?
"Are the gods here the same as Chi Mu and his kind?"
Little Nailuo’s lips twitched. "Not even close. Chi Mu’s divinity transcends dimensional boundaries. The gods and immortals in this world are just highly advanced cultivators. At most, they live on mountaintops or in secluded realms—they don’t interact much with humans."
So, these so-called immortals were basically cultivators.
Wait, no—more like the three realms.
This setting reminded Little Wei of a famous anime.
Fox Spirit Matchmaker.
Yeah, she was totally the loyal dog of Tushan Susu.
"Gu Wei." Si’s voice cut in.
Little Wei immediately backtracked. "Okay, okay! Don’t be mad, sis. I’m Liu Sisi’s loyal dog."
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
