The Strange Cat from Fuuto

The silence conceals immense destructive power and explosive force!

Combining this with the knightly power he currently possesses, Miku feels that his ultimate goal might be the integration and sublimation of all the power he has.

Wildness represents Miku itself. As an animal that has never been tamed by humans, Miku possesses immense wildness and untamed spirit.

The jungle represents his original power, the power of the saber-toothed tiger's memory. A tiger emerges from the jungle; the jungle is the saber-toothed tiger's territory and hunting ground. Within the jungle, everything is beneath its saber teeth, waiting to be slaughtered!

Blood Hunter, needless to say, corresponds to the power of the Core Medal absorbed by Miku. The Core Medal, representing desire, is the most primal, instinctive impulse of humanity.

Blood hunters represent an endless thirst and pursuit of blood and life. Based solely on Serina's claim that this magic gem had devoured the lives of thousands, Miku's first thought was not about the bloodshed and cruelty, but rather the most terrifying desire rooted deep within the magic gem!

Regulus XIV is the simplest and the purest!

The Star Magic Gem, a collection of stellar power, contains immense cosmic energy, and the Leo Switch is a collection of cosmic energy.

The supernova among them is the brightest star, Regulus.

The moment Miku lit up Regulus XIV, everything was already preordained.

Miku was filled with great anticipation as these four forces combined to create what new power would emerge!

All he can do now is wait, wait for new power to be conceived and born, so that he can take himself to the next level.

When that time comes, it will be the time when Miku can laugh at the whole world. At that time, whether it is that old schemer, Shiro Motoi, or anyone else, they will all have to stay away from him!

"While having new power is a good thing, why does it feel like I already have it!?"

Miku sighed, rubbing her belly and muttering to herself, but her eyes were full of anticipation and longing for the future.

Chapter 81: I'm going to muddy the waters!!!

"This is this morning's newspaper!"

Serena placed today's newspaper in front of Miku and plopped down on the sofa. Miku, bored, unfolded the newspaper and began to read today's news.

"Boring, boring, boring!" Miku, scratching away at the sofa panel after panel with its claws, slapped its tail in frustration.

Unable to use his magic, his new form was still developing, during which time Miku fell into a period of weakness.

Unlike before, when things could be done in one step, this time it's an integration of the power of multiple worlds. During this period, Miku cannot use his power to fight, but he can still do some small things.

For example, the Catalyst Devouring Monster or something.

"Hmm?" Miku's eyes narrowed as he looked at a small horizontal news item on the newspaper, a smile appearing on his lips.

"The moment has finally come. Well, what I've been thinking might not be so bad after all!"

Miku, his tail held high, pressed down on the newspaper and said, "Salina, there's something I'd like to ask for your help with!"

"What is it?"

Serena, who had tilted her head to the side, put down what she was doing and turned to look at Miku, who had ill intentions.

........

airport terminal.

Nakamoto Osamu, who had just gotten off the plane, carefully carried the suitcase in his hand, which contained the archaeological samples he had excavated.

A blue lion-face ring covered in stone chips and a fossil resembling a pistol.

Once his discovery is made public, it will cause a huge stir in the archaeological world. Not only will his career reach new heights, but it's also possible that he will become famous throughout Japan.

Before Osamu Nakamoto could even take a step forward after restarting his phone, he was bombarded with messages from his phone.

“99+ unread messages, what’s going on?” Staring at the messages above in astonishment, Nakamoto Osamu’s mouth was agape, as if he had an egg stuck in it.

As the crowd moved forward, Nakamoto also clicked on the messages one by one.

Most of the information came from one person, a person named Tsukui Momo.

The few scattered messages came from my colleagues and the director of the Asahina Research Institute.

"How is this going?"

As Nakamoto Osamu walked to the exit without realizing it, he was still deep in thought when a woman with short, neat hair and a smart women's suit walked up to him, followed by several men in black suits.

Just as the other person was about to bump into her, Momo raised her arm and put it on the other person's shoulder. "Excuse me, are you Mr. Nakamoto Osamu?"

"what!?"

Startled, Nakamoto looked up and saw Momo standing in front of him. He belatedly stammered, "It's me. May I ask what brings you here?"

"My master wishes to see you. Please follow me!"

"Your master?"

Before Nakamoto could react, he was half-coerced and half-invited by Momo to leave the airport.

On the way, sitting in the car, Osamu Nakamoto looked anxiously at Momo beside him, his expression full of tension and confusion.

"Excuse me, who exactly is the owner of your house?"

"You'll see when you get there, and being invited by my master isn't necessarily a bad thing."

"It will be of great help to your career!"

"help?"

In the ensuing question-and-answer session, the car soon arrived at the front of a traditional Japanese house.

"Please get off the bus!"

After getting off the car, Momo led Nakamoto directly to the front of the main house. Nakamoto, timid and hesitant, knelt on the tatami mat under Momo's guidance.

As Nakamoto Osamu looked around with a mixture of curiosity and unease, Miku was also watching him through the surveillance camera.

"It seems to be the same as the original plot; he's a timid and submissive guy. However, these kinds of guys often go astray in their attempts to prove themselves!"

While Miku was observing Nakamoto Haru, Nakamoto Haru was also extremely uneasy. He knew that Japan wasn't just a government, but belonged to various conglomerates.

The conglomerates that control the lifeline of Japan's economy are the true power holders in this country.

As for the prime minister?

That thing is just a punching bag for the people. The real power lies with the conglomerates.

"Crack!"

With a clear sound, the screen in front of Nakamoto suddenly lit up, and a burly figure knelt upright behind the screen.

"Mr. Nakamoto Osamu, is that right?"

"Yes, it's me!"

Nakamoto Osamu was about to bend over as he hurriedly answered, but his eyes couldn't help but linger on the figure behind the screen.

His voice was deep and resonant, with an inexplicable magnetism, conveying a sense of authority and pressure from someone who had long held a high position. The figure crouching behind the screen was impeccably postured, clearly raised in a wealthy and powerful family.

If Nakamoto Osamu wasn't mistaken, the screen used for covering was a relic from the Warring States period. You should know that such things are usually displayed in museums.

Based on these points alone, Nakamoto Osamu felt both apprehensive and excited.

"Am I really about to have a stroke of good luck?"

Despite his inner turmoil, Nakamoto Osamu maintained a humble demeanor, his back unconsciously straightening. He heard the figure behind the screen continue speaking: "Since you've come here, I'll get straight to the point!"

"Please speak!"

With an extremely humble attitude, Nakamoto lowered his head, and the figure behind the screen didn't hesitate to speak directly: "The reason I invited you here this time is because of this!"

Xiao Tao, who was serving nearby, handed him a newspaper at the right time. Nakamoto Haru picked up the newspaper and saw the report about his discovery of ancient artifacts.

"I am very interested in your discovery, so I have shamelessly invited you here, hoping to ask you to part with what you have."

"This..." Upon hearing that the other party wanted his discovery, Nakamoto Osamu's voice involuntarily rose a few decibels.

"Of course, I won't ask for it for nothing. In return, I will get back your research results. After all, it's not a pleasant feeling to have your research results stolen, is it?"

“…” Hearing the words from the figure behind the screen, Nakamoto Osamu’s fluctuating emotions eased somewhat. Reclaiming his research results and reputation was his lifelong dream.

The results of my hard work were stolen without a word by my director, who then spoke eloquently about them in front of the media.

That feeling was so humiliating and infuriating.

Seeing Nakamoto Osamu's expression through the surveillance camera, Miku slammed the button in front of him and said, "Keep raising the stakes! We have to get what he has back!"

"If you're too greedy, you know what to do!"

Miku, having released the button, stopped paying attention to the screen. He absolutely had to get his hands on the Beast Ascension Item that Nakamoto Osamu was holding.

After all, I'm currently in a weakened state, and anyone could easily crush me. Rather than waiting anxiously, I'd rather strike back myself!

By stirring up the water beforehand, he could divert everyone's attention and use this opportunity to overcome the period of weakness in his evolution.

Before long, Xiao Tao entered the room, carrying a tray with a ring and a gun encased in a stone.

"Looks like this guy still has some self-awareness!" Miku waved his paw to let Momo put her things away and slowly walked out of the room.

This is a house under Serena's name, specifically used for negotiations. It contains many hidden mechanisms designed to facilitate discussions and negotiations.

The figure behind the screen is a mannequin with a microphone inside. By analyzing the micro-expressions of the visitors in the monitoring room, the system can grasp their psychological state and formulate relevant scripts and negotiation techniques.

"If we get this, let's contact that guy!"

A cat with a glint of shrewdness in its eyes followed a short-haired beauty as they left the house.

.........

Torii-zaka, inside an apartment building.

The room in Hunan was completely dark; the curtains blocked the windows, and the windows were covered with newspapers.

The living room was simply furnished, with only a sofa. A long-haired woman was reclining on the sofa.

The woman was completely naked, her long, flowing hair cascading down her back, and the upper eyelashes of her tightly closed, almond-shaped eyes trembled slightly. A fiery red mark between her brows added a touch of chilling beauty to her appearance.

"Ding dong..."

The sudden ringing of the doorbell made Medusa open her eyes, but then a shrill scream rang out from outside the door.

The screams were accompanied by guttural roars. After the roars came the chilling sound of chewing.

After a moment, all the noise outside the door stopped. Medusa stood up from the sofa, picked up a robe from the side, put it on, and went to the entrance to open the door.