The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 84 Lucky Cat

Su Ninglong returned to the bar, and Xue Wanshan drove them there. The car stopped smoothly outside the bar. Before leaving, she rolled down the window and told them, "Remember to send me some photos regularly. Even though your mother-in-law says she won't raise the baby, she still cares about the little one's health."

“Brother Yuan will arrange it,” Su Ninglong replied, turning around.

The boundaries of the chief assistant's responsibilities are endless.

Watching Xingyuan silently jot things down in his memo, Su Ninglong planned to give Xingyuan a raise from her personal account.

The Star Alliance's meager salary is insufficient to cover Xingyuan's enormous workload, let alone his current role as a part-time pet sitter.

Pushing open the door to the living area on the second floor of the bar, Su Ninglong placed the cat cage in the hall so that it could get used to the environment.

She took a pot of grapefruit honey tea from the refrigerator, placed it on the coffee table, poured herself a cup and drank it before slowly opening the cat cage.

The cat curled up in the cat cage twitched its ears. Its short, fiery red fur gleamed with a satin sheen, and its round face with almond-shaped eyes resembled a large mochi drizzled with strawberry syrup.

Su Ninglong didn't urge her. She simply placed the food bowl outside the cage. The cat turned around and remained motionless, its two paws tucked under its body.

Xingyuan was in the kitchen. He took out fish and chicken, boiled them in boiling water, let them cool, deboned and cut them into pieces, and then added egg yolks and mashed them.

"Ninglong, the cat food is ready. There aren't many ingredients in the refrigerator, so please make do with this."

Su Ninglong: Is this what you call making do?

Looking at the large plate of meat in her hand, she asked Xingyuan, "How much should I feed him?"

"Feed it as much as you like." Since her mother-in-law said that cats can eat a lot, Xingyuan didn't think it could overeat.

Su Ninglong first poured half of the minced meat into its rice bowl.

This cat truly lives up to its reputation as a glutton. It remained reserved in its cage for no more than five seconds before waddling out of the cage with its round body. It looked at Su Ninglong and meowed.

"Eat up. Eat as much as you want. I'll feed you more tonight if you're not full." The cat seemed to understand what Su Ninglong was talking about, and after receiving permission, it began to eat with relish.

So well-behaved! The cat she brought home by chance is like a pet tailor-made for her; she doesn't need to spend a lot of time training it.

Xingyuan sat down and glanced at the cat, who was focused on eating. "This one looks pretty good."

Indeed, this guy was sturdy, with long limbs, large and thick paw pads, and ate slowly and methodically, without a single speck of meat on his face.

In the interstellar era where gene pools are mixed, so-called pedigree certificates have long become worthless.

A strong and healthy cat is a good cat, and of course, it should be able to catch mice. After all, Suninglong's original intention in raising it was to prevent rampant rodents from taking over her warehouse.

After finishing a bowl of cat food, the cat meowed at Su Ninglong, signaling her to add some more.

Su Ninglong had no choice but to add some.

When the rice bowl was emptied three times, the fiery red ball of fur finally raised its face and slowly cleaned the crumbs from the corners of its mouth.

After being cleaned up, it swaggered onto the sofa and spread out like a molten cheese pancake next to Suninglong.

It seems to be quite intelligent, as it even knows who its new owner is.

Su Ninglong pinched the cat's ears with her fingers, and seeing that it didn't react, she boldly started petting it from head to tail.

The cat soon started purring and slept soundly.

Su Ninglong casually picked up a copy of "Tracing the Origins of Machine Language" that Ziyue had given her and began to read it carefully.

Machine language was a new subject for Su Ninglong. It wasn't her first time encountering it, but she couldn't quite understand the books she had read before.

This book, however, begins by explaining the history of machine language in a simple and accessible way, from bronze gears to quantum chips, and then vividly recounts how primitive binary code was transformed into the central nervous system of a starship.

When Su Ninglong read about the machine language system that had been rendered obsolete by interstellar technology, he became interested and realized why he hadn't understood it well before and was always confused even when he tried to delve deeper into it—because this was the most basic one.

Those books that contain basic code are actually alternative evolutions based on these languages, which children born in interstellar space might be able to understand.

Su Ninglong, who received traditional education in the cultivation world, found it difficult to understand thoroughly.

This book is different; it truly explains the origins clearly.

Having learned about the origins, Suninglong actually understood what code was better.

She was very excited and suddenly hugged the cat, saying, "Looks like you're a lucky cat, you'll have the chance to witness your ancestor repairing the robot."

If we could create magical artifacts using code, we could combine technology and cultivation in parallel...

Imagine the future; perhaps her weapon-refining skills will improve even further.

Upon learning that she could enter a completely new weapon-refining track, Su Ninglong felt inexplicably motivated.

"Since you're so lucky, you shouldn't be called Xiao Qi (Little Seven), but rather Jinli (Koi Fish) or Fubao (Lucky Baby). Let's combine them and call you Jixiang (Auspicious)."

Xingyuan was the first to object, and from now on he would definitely be the one feeding the birds most of the time, calling out "Jixiang Jixiang" every day, as if he were mimicking a myna bird.

Okay. Su Ninglong pondered for a moment, "Let's call it Qirui? Qilin brings good fortune, it's both an auspicious beast and has a modern feel to it."

The fiery red fur ball in her arms meowed at the right moment, completely captivated by Suninglong's "massage".

“It likes the name too,” Su Ninglong thought to herself.

Although the name Qirui was a bit strange, and he had no idea what a Qilin was, it sounded much better than auspicious.

Xingyuan tried calling "Qirui", but the cat didn't respond.

Su Ninglong proudly raised her chin, "Qirui."

The cat responded softly.

Xingyuan laughed and said, "You're quite pragmatic, you even know how to choose sides."

The morning flew by. After reading half of "Tracing the Origins of Machine Language," Su Ninglong said she needed to balance work and rest and wanted to watch a live stream.

Xingyuan put on his coat and sneakers, looked up at Su Ninglong who was already ready to leave, and his handsome and gentle eyes revealed helplessness.

"We can't bring the cat."

Su Ninglong was holding a chubby big cat, which almost blocked half of her body. The cat, which she was dragging, did not struggle, but its posture looked quite difficult.

“I will take it with me. It needs to adapt to the aura of the Mystic Spirit. I will train it to become a hunting cat and forge a sacred artifact for it.”

What is a hunting cat?
Creating sacred artifacts for it would be even more outrageous.

If Yun Fei knew what Su Ninglong said, he would probably be furious. Even hunters don't need sacred artifacts, yet they're giving them to cats?
Unable to persuade Su Ninglong otherwise, Xingyuan could only put a chain on the cat and say, "Let's go."

As Qirui stepped onto the snow, its paws trembled and shook. After adapting to the temperature, it playfully chased away the falling snowflakes, clearly having fully adapted to the new environment.

I took the cat to the building next door.

This building was previously rented out as a guesthouse; it was a small-scale establishment with a fresh, clean style, and its occupancy rate was consistently good. After the renovation, the style remained largely unchanged, with the rooms converted into viewing rooms, and the larger suites on the upper floors now offering access via simulators.

Early in the morning, Feng Ying, the girl who wore smoky eye makeup last night, was queuing to enter the live broadcast room. Today, her clothes and makeup were normal, and she looked like a well-behaved girl.

Her personality no longer displayed the aloofness she showed in the bar at night.

She smiled and said to her companion, "The life of a cyber hunter is so exciting. I've already applied for the cyber hunter qualification and hope to watch more of other people's live streams to gain experience."

"You applied for the exam too? I applied for the exam too, but it was for my dad. He made me take the qualification exam so that some of the companies would be transferred to my name after I passed, which would help him get tax exemptions."

Blah blah blah, a group of rich second-generation and social elites are all fighting for their own interests, and of course there are also thrill-seekers like Feng Ying.

Watching live streams of online hunters can give you an adrenaline rush and serve as a novel form of entertainment to pass the time.

Suddenly, Feng Ying caught a glimpse of two familiar figures out of the corner of her eye. Upon closer inspection, she recognized them as the blond, golden-eyed handsome man and his daughter whom she had met at the bar the day before.

Throughout last night, no one exposed Xingyuan's identity as his guide; everyone believed that Su Ninglong was his daughter, and Feng Ying thought so too.

A cute little girl, holding a round-faced red cat, strolled leisurely through the VIP passage with her young father.

"Who are they?" Just then, someone in line asked the receptionist.

Feng Ying pricked up her ears in curiosity.

The receptionist casually replied, "Only Star Alliance members can enter that passage."

"Of course I know the Star Alliance people can get in. My question is, who are they? Can the children go in to see them too?"

"I don't know. My job is just reception. There are many internal regulations of the Star Alliance that I'm not familiar with." The receptionist lied through her teeth. She hadn't been trained and couldn't possibly be in this position, but since she wasn't willing to reveal anything, they couldn't get any information out of her.

Feng Ying wanted to go up and say hello because she recognized him, but she hesitated for a moment and missed the opportunity.

Su Ninglong and Xingyuan's figures disappeared on the other side.

However, fate is a strange thing. Feng Ying was planning to go to the bar again that night to spend money and chat up the father and daughter. In the blink of an eye, she was arranged to watch the live broadcast in the same room as Su Ninglong.

Upon opening the door and entering, Feng Ying exclaimed with delight, "Little sister, Uncle Xing, hello!"

Feng Ying's companion asked in confusion, "Do you know them?"

Su Ninglong sat on the sofa, and the screen in front of her was already playing someone else's recording.

Hearing someone greet her, she looked up, a hint of doubt flashing in her almond-shaped eyes, and carefully examined them. "Are you the lady from last night?"

“Yes! What a coincidence.” Feng Ying sat down next to her, as if she just wanted to say hello. She picked up a screen, adjusted it in front of her, and quickly tapped her fingers on the screen to select the recording she wanted to watch.

Su Ninglong watched her operate the system; the process was smooth and seamless. However, after clicking into the recording page, she was surprised to find a payment option.

If Feng Ying wants to watch the top 1,000 online hunters, she needs to pay a viewing fee of 10 to 100 star coins.

Star Alliance is really shady! No wonder Lei Qingya's father thinks Star Alliance was founded for money. With this charging model, everyone who sees it will call them a heartless business.

Ordinary people can only get entry with an admission ticket; if they want to watch the full recording, they have to pay an extra fee.

However, Su Ninglong could understand that Star Coins were the foundation for expanding the number of hunters.

Without enough Star Coins as payment, who would be willing to risk their life?

It has been opened to the general public, but not fully.

Feng Ying asked Su Ninglong whether she wanted to watch the live stream or the recorded broadcast.

"Recorded broadcast".

"Whose is it?"

"Song Hu and Du Lang (formerly Du Wei)."

“I know Song Hu, but I don’t think his videos are very useful. It would be difficult for an ordinary web hunter to reach his level.” Feng Ying analyzed logically, then asked, “Who is Du Lang, and what is his ranking?”

"A brain-damaged and sick person is not suitable for you to watch; it's easy to become psychologically abnormal." At this moment, Su Ninglong's screen was playing footage of Yuan Duwei in the dungeon, where he used extremely cruel methods, even harming ordinary people in order to obtain clues.

Feng Ying: "..."

"Of course, if you're looking for a thrill and want to watch a horror movie, this is the one for you." Su Ninglong pressed the playback speed up, and the bloody scene playing on the screen was reflected in her clear eyes.

A chill ran down Feng Ying's spine. The cold-blooded child was a stark contrast to the gluttonous little devil of yesterday, while Xing Yuan seemed completely unfazed. She suddenly understood why people in the circle called the Star Alliance a gathering of weirdos.

Not having found out Su Ninglong's identity, Feng Ying wasn't in a hurry and focused on watching the broadcast.

Before she knew it, three hours had passed. Feng Ying covered her eyes with her hands, only watching the recording through her fingers to give herself a sense of security, but it didn't work.

Watching the live stream for an extended period gradually created an ominous atmosphere in the room that was difficult to detect.

She was under constant stress due to the influence of her breathing.

Every time the image of the Mysterious Spirit flashes across the screen, my heart races; it's both thrilling and terrifying.

She wanted to maintain this state of mind, but was also afraid of losing control, feeling anxious and disoriented.

If it weren't for the continuous operation of the quantum filter, she probably would have inexplicably gone insane by now.

After watching Song Hu and Du Lang's recent recordings, Su Ninglong left silently with her cat, her face solemn.

Xingyuan also watched several people's recorded broadcasts, and his feelings were very complicated. Among the top-ranked Net Hunters, none of the people marked as being from the Star Alliance were weak.

They were incredibly strong; however, the Star Alliance Academy did not allow them to take the White Hunter qualification exam on their own, seemingly requiring them to meet certain conditions before they could take it.

The Star Alliance's Net Hunters, on the other hand, seem to be playing a holographic game, even going so far as to form teams to earn points and sacrifice a few people to benefit one.

However, the Star Alliance is in a rather unfortunate situation. Despite having cultivated its own Web Hunters, they can only make money for the Star Alliance for free because they lack simulator authorization. They can't even complain, because if they do, the Interstellar Court will reject their proposals. After all, the Star Alliance has the right to use the Smart Computing One, and the Star Alliance has no right to interfere.

As soon as Su Ninglong left, Feng Ying stopped the live stream and quietly typed the four characters "not doing his job properly," but the displayed image was of an adult.

She was puzzled. Could it be that Su Ninglong had stolen someone else's account? But shouldn't the account holder be the one to log in?

Unable to figure it out, Feng Ying continued checking. When she typed "unproductive recording" again, a red warning popped up on the screen: "[You do not have permission to view this user's videos.]"

Undeterred, Feng Ying watched the video and went to the bar again that night to stake out the location.

He tried to find out about Su Ninglong and Xingyuan from others, but was dissuaded, "You want to know about Ninglong? Stop it. The boss lady is not someone to mess with. She's extremely protective of her own. Whether you're curious or have ulterior motives, stop now. It won't do you any good."

I asked many people in the bar, but no one was willing to speak; they kept their mouths tightly shut.

Helpless, Feng Ying changed the subject, which revealed the bar's secret—the Star Alliance Intelligence Division.

It turns out the boss's wife is the real boss. Did that father and daughter get ahead of her by doing this?
Feng Ying hopes to join the Star Alliance. If she can work in the intelligence division, will she have a chance?

(End of this chapter)