I Am a Cat (6)

“There really isn’t any conflict between the missions,” Little Wei forced a dry laugh.

What a coincidence—on the surface, they didn’t clash at all.

After all, her task was to protect Li Jiewei.

Noticing the strain in Little Wei’s smile, Zhao Ming couldn’t help but feel puzzled. “What about your mission?”

“I just have to protect someone, make sure she doesn’t die. That’s it.”

Hearing this, a flicker of surprise passed through Zhao Ming’s eyes.

“Your mission sounds easy on paper. I’m kinda jealous.”

Little Wei: …

Hah.

If only it were just about preventing Li Jiewei’s death. Now she also had to watch out for these cultivators. At least Zhao Ming had warned her in advance—otherwise, she’d have been caught red-handed without a clue.

“Have you seen any cat demons around?” Zhao Ming asked again.

Little Wei quickly shook her head.

“Nope, haven’t seen any.”

Yeah, right. If she dared to say otherwise, Zhao Ming would instantly unleash his ultimate move and wipe her out.

Judging by her previous ranking, there were probably at least a thousand other hosts in this world.

Absolutely terrifying.

“That thing is seriously hard to find. I’ve checked out so many cats already.”

“She’s not a thing,” Little Wei blurted out, then immediately choked on her words.

Ugh. Should’ve just kept quiet.

“Huh?” Zhao Ming was utterly baffled.

“By the way, what’s your name in this world? Let’s add each other on WeChat so we can stay in touch.”

Little Wei hesitated for a long moment before answering, “I’m Liu Sisi.”

Si: ?

Seriously?

Did she have to be this cheeky?

Si was tempted to kick Little Wei right then and there.

Zhao Ming blinked at the name, then scratched the back of his head with a shy smile. “That’s… a really nice name.”

“But just save me as Gu Wei,” Little Wei said, feeling a twinge of guilt.

Using her wife’s name to flirt with a guy? That was next-level shameless.

If Si ever found out what Little Wei was thinking, she’d probably slap her face swollen.

“Oh, sure. Next time we meet, I’ll treat you to a meal. You can leave the system space, right?”

Little Wei: ??

What did he mean?

What did he mean by that?

“You can leave the system space?” Little Wei was stunned.

Zhao Ming, equally confused by her reaction, asked, “You… can’t?”

Little Wei: …

Sorry, she wasn’t worthy.

“You can apply to your system. The competition just ended—getting permission to go out isn’t that hard.”

Little Wei didn’t respond, just nodded.

“Got it. Thanks. You’re a good guy.”

Still, even if she appreciated Zhao Ming’s help, she couldn’t let his mission succeed this time.

Sacrificing herself? Absolutely not happening.

Zhao Ming, now holding a freshly received “good guy” card, watched as Little Wei accepted his friend request. Before he could react, she had already vanished.

Weird.

How’d she disappear so fast?

He couldn’t help but mutter to himself.

“That was close. Zhao Ming almost figured it out.” The staff watched as Little Wei leaned against the wall, panting, and quietly remarked.

With Zhao Ming’s cunning, a few more careless words from Little Wei would’ve exposed everything.

“I’ll avoid him from now on,” Little Wei wiped the sweat from her brow.

“Hey, little loli, did you find the classroom yet?” Little Wei asked.

She still hadn’t figured out what kind of host group wanted Li Jiewei dead. There was no hatred without reason, and Li Jiewei wasn’t the type to make enemies easily.

Plus, she was just a student.

Who’d have such a grudge against a college girl?

Unless… Li Jiewei had something others wanted.

Oh. Right. That something was Little Wei herself.

Little Wei: …

Great deduction. Never doing that again.

No way that was it. If it were, there’d be no need to kill Li Jiewei—just catch the cat when she sneaked out.

The more she thought about it, the more frustrated she became.

“Found it. Classroom 2214 in Building No. 2—second floor, Room 14.”

Without another thought, Little Wei rushed to Building No. 2 and ran upstairs.

The classrooms were clearly labeled, easy to find. But the real problem?

Li Jiewei was sitting next to a tall, handsome male classmate.

Damn it.

Little Wei felt the imaginary green hat on her head grow taller.

Stay calm. Stay calm.

Li Jiewei, in the middle of class, suddenly sensed someone staring at her. She glanced over and saw a girl in white gripping the doorframe, glaring daggers at the guy beside her.

Li Jiewei felt awkward.

Was this the class monitor’s ex?

Oh, right—the guy next to her was their class monitor.

After a moment’s hesitation, Li Jiewei leaned slightly toward him and whispered,

“Look outside.”

To make sure he heard, she leaned in a little closer—which instantly set Little Wei off.

Screw this guy. Get lost.

“Calm down, calm down! They just exchanged a few words,” the little white-dressed loli hurriedly tugged at Little Wei’s sleeve.

Anger was bad for the health.

“A few words today, sharing a bed tomorrow—is that how it’s gonna be?”

Little Wei’s unreasonable jealousy was off the charts.

Si was speechless. The staff wanted to cry.

How was that even comparable?

“Let’s focus on getting your brain back first,” the staff muttered, convinced she’d lost her mind.

“I was joking. Can you tell if that guy’s normal or… something else?” Little Wei smacked the staff’s head.

She’d almost forgotten—her staff wasn’t ordinary. It should be able to distinguish hosts from regular people.

The staff squinted at the guy for a few seconds, then shook its head.

“Not a host. Don’t worry, he’s just a normal person.”

“What about Li Jiewei? Anything unusual about her?”

The staff rubbed its eyes and looked—only to be blasted back by a faint golden light, slamming into the wall.

Sliding down to the floor, it took a moment before dusting off its skirt and standing up.

“Don’t ask me to do this again. You think I can just casually inspect Si’s soul fragment?”

Besides, Li Jiewei’s soul fragment hadn’t even acknowledged its owner yet. How was it supposed to know if she was friend or foe?

Of course it lashed out blindly.

The staff was genuinely upset.

Little Wei: …

“You’re so weak. Li Jiewei doesn’t even have any cultivation.”

The staff rolled its eyes. “Did you forget about Yuan Qiaoqiao?”

Who said Yuan Qiaoqiao was just an ordinary person?

“Don’t bring her up, and we can still be friends,” Little Wei grumbled.

Why drag Yuan Qiaoqiao into this now?

Ugh.

That period was a dark chapter in her life—just thinking about it made her chest ache.

“If you don’t believe me, go ask Si.”