The Strange Cat from Fuuto

Ao Jiao had to change positions again, and Zhen Hong excitedly pushed A Niu aside, "Now, let's see your strong and beautiful pectoral muscles!"

Chapter 78: Fruits Basket!!

"Now, let's take a look at your strong and well-developed pectoral muscles!"

Zhenhong forcefully pushed Aniu aside, her tone filled with excitement and agitation. She recalled how, back when he was just a little chick, he had also participated in the Brave Trial.

At that time, Fimsim was extremely powerful, and every trial of bravery would gather tens of thousands of its people in the arena.

Witness the bravery and athleticism of warriors.

But now, the trial is still the same trial, but everything has changed!

On the field, Ao Jiao awkwardly displayed his pectoral muscles and showed off his chest armor.

You old men are really wicked!

Looking at the group of dissolute Fimsims around the stone table, Ao Jiao felt extremely ashamed and annoyed, but for the sake of his weapon, he still tried his best to show off his body.

If you're going to do something, do it to the best of your ability!

This is Ao Jiao's life motto, and he has lived it to the fullest extent.

"Show off your figure in the sunshine!"

Zhuque shouted loudly, his tail feathers trembling. It was just like this when he was showing off his bravery, with the crowd below shouting their demands wildly. Now, he was the one shouting.

Ah Niu, Xuanwu, and the old goat silently enjoyed the food from the jar Ah Niu had brought and drank the wine Zhen Hong had brought.

The display of bravery continued until late at night. All the paint on Ao Jiao's body had fallen off, and he, panting heavily, looked at the table full of Fimsim, who was completely drunk.

"Let me tell you, I was the most handsome man in the clan back then!" Zhuque kept chattering with Xuanwu around his neck, while Zhenhong sneered with hazy eyes, "You, back then you were just a little chick!"

"I am!" Ah Niu muttered twice, slumped over the table. Xuanwu said impatiently, "You're all talking nonsense, it's clearly me!"

"hehe!"

........

A crescent moon hangs in the sky, with scattered stars dotting the night.

The old goat called Ao Jiao into his cave, saying, "Bring out your weapon." Knowing the time had finally come, Ao Jiao quickly took out his weapon and handed it to the old goat.

The old goat took Ao Jiao's greatsword and plunged it into the furnace fire, while Ao Jiao watched intently. Once the greatsword was completely red-hot, the old goat took it out with his bare hands and hammered it on an iron felt.

"Thank you so much for today, little one!"

The old goat, who was tapping his greatsword, spoke in a muffled voice. Ao Jiao was a little puzzled. After a moment of silence, the old goat continued, "I haven't seen them this happy in many years!"

"The last time was during a clan ceremony, when everyone gathered together for the ritual."

“But now, nothing is left. There are only a few of us left in Fimsim. When the Queen was here, we were still somewhat alive. After the Queen left, our King sat on the throne for sixty years. We no longer have the same mindset as before.”

"Have you lived for a very long time?"

"Time flies, and we've all forgotten!" The old goat suddenly stopped banging and looked up at Aojiao: "I'm very happy that you are the first member of our clan to be born in all these years!"

“Even if you were human before, you are now Fimsim.”

"I hope you will not forget this, and I hope you can continue our lineage!"

“Otherwise…” the old goat hammer fell, striking the greatsword on the felt mat: “we will be forgotten!”

"Clang, clang, clang..." Amid the sound of the hammer striking, the old goat's face flickered in the firelight, his shadow cast on the stone wall. His movements were monotonous, yet full of a unique beauty.

Ao Jiao stood quietly to the side, watching the old goat.

"it is good!"

A soft murmur was swallowed by the sound of the hammer, but the old goat continued to pound with even more vigor.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The sound of hammering came from inside the grotto, carried far by the night breeze and mist!

...................

At this moment, in Sawame City.

Since the sky was blocked by the heavens, the concept of day and night in Sawame City has become extremely blurred.

If you're in it and don't look at your watch, you'll never know if you're in the dark or the light.

In the pitch-black night, Silly Orange walked alone toward the illegal DJ radio station in Sawame City.

Soon, Silly Orange arrived at the illegal DJ radio station. He looked up at the building, which resembled a giant beast crouching in the night, his deep, dark eyes remaining completely calm.

Without the slightest hesitation, Sha Cheng entered the building, climbed the stairs, and pushed open the door to the broadcasting room.

"Squeak..."

The creaking of the door hinges carried far into the quiet night. After looking around, Sha Cheng walked to DJ Xiang Le's usual chair and plopped down in it.

DJ Sangaku's chair is large and comfortable, making you want to fall asleep as soon as you sit down.

Leaning back in his chair, Silly Orange waited with a wistful look in his eyes for the man who had interfered with his fate several times.

After a long while, the lights in the broadcasting room suddenly came on, and a man opened the door and walked in.

"Hey, hey, hey, barging in without permission is thief behavior!"

DJ Sagara looked at the idiot orange sitting in his chair with his back to him, and the idiot orange's hoarse voice came out: "DJ Sagara, I want new power!"

"A new power?" DJ Xiang Le frowned, unsure of Sha Cheng's attitude. In the past, his appearances would always make Sha Cheng suspicious. Even if he used his own power to disrupt Sha Cheng's perception, Sha Cheng would still notice something afterward.

"You're acting a little different today!" DJ Xiang Le said, then shook his head. "No, it's more like something's been off ever since you came back to life!"

"Something's not right?" Sha Cheng turned his chair around to face DJ Xiang Le, resting his chin on his armrest, his face dark and his eyes full of gloom as he spoke, "What's wrong?"

"I feel great right now!" Silly Orange, leaning back in his chair, looked up and spread his arms.

"The current you is not the Kouta Kuzuha I used to know."

"Everyone grows, and I'm no exception!" Silly Orange murmured, her lips trembling. "So, can you give me new power?"

"New power?"

What is your definition of power?

"The power to defeat that guy and win this war." Silly Orange bluntly stated his truest thoughts. DJ Xiang Le frowned: "With your current mindset, new power might not be a gift to you, but rather a curse!"

"So what?" Silly Orange lowered her head slightly, looking down at her hands, and said, "As long as I can achieve that man's goal and dream, what does it matter if I bear the curse?"

So what if you're trapped in hell?

"As long as it helps him achieve his goal!"

"It seems you've really changed a lot!" After giving Sha Cheng a deep look, DJ Xiang Le hesitated before taking out a very peculiar lock from his pocket.

As soon as DJ Xiang Le took out the lock, Sha Cheng's eyes were completely drawn to it.

The surface is covered with intricate patterns surrounding a badge made up of various lock-type patterns, with the number Ls-∞ in the center of the badge.

"This is a portion of power extracted from the Golden Fruit, and your biggest rival also possesses a Lockseed of the same kind."

"My biggest competitor?"

"That's right, you think Kaito with the Excalibur is your biggest enemy right now?" DJ Sagara said, playing with the Ultra Lockseed in his hand. "Actually, no. Although Kaito with the Excalibur seems very strong on the surface, your rival is very well hidden. He's like an iceberg; you've only seen the tip of the iceberg!"

Who exactly is he?

"I can't say who it is yet, but I can tell you that he is the person you would never expect!"

After DJ Sagara finished speaking, he handed over the Extreme Lock Seed. Just as Sha Cheng was about to take it, DJ Sagara said very seriously, "You need to know that once you accept this, there's no going back. And with your current state, it's hard to say whether this power is a gift or a curse!"

"I'm ready, even if it means becoming a demon!"

"Good awareness, but the road ahead will be very difficult, so be prepared!"

After handing over the Extreme Lock Seed to Sha Cheng, DJ Xiang Le disappeared from the broadcasting studio, leaving only one sentence behind:

"Also, if you want to see me again, don't come here. You're like this, and that guy is like this too. I'm not a real DJ!"

Silly Orange remained silent, only staring at the Extreme Lock Seed in his hand, his fingers slowly tightening as he gripped it tightly.

The next day, when a sliver of sunlight peeked through the crack in the sky, Silly Orange arrived at a rift leading to the underworld of Hel.

Standing before the crack, gazing at the strange scenery beyond, he murmured to himself, "This time, I won't be like before!"

"I will be the only winner!"

After saying that, Silly Orange stepped inside and disappeared from Sawame City.

The ruins of Fimsim, between the thrones.

The cat, lying on the throne, had its eyes closed, its chest and abdomen rising and falling rhythmically. A dark red longsword stood before the throne.

Not far away, the ground rises up, and a ferocious-looking monster sleeps amidst the intertwined vines.

"boom!"

The aftershocks of the sudden roar from a corner of the forest reached the throne room. The cat's eyelids twitched, and the next second it revealed a pair of fierce eyes.

Who disturbed my peaceful sleep so early in the morning!

With a muffled growl, the cat vanished from the throne, along with the longsword.

Somewhere in the forest of Helheim, two figures collided rapidly, each collision creating ripples in the air.

The surrounding ground looked as if it had been plowed, with the soil turned upside down and the vines and plants on the surface shredded.

"You dare to show your face in front of me? You've got some nerve!"

"Have you forgotten how I beat you into a pathetic state before?"

Ao Jiao's attacks were extremely fierce, each punch crackling with bright yellow electricity.

Silly Orange dodged left and right, the DJ gun occasionally bursting with dazzling energy, and energy bullets were being rapidly released.

"This time, it's not certain who will lose!" Silly Orange suddenly pulled the trigger, knocking Ao Jiao back, and then took out a lock-seed from behind him.

"Um?!"

Upon seeing the locked seed that Ao Jiao had taken out, Ao Jiao's eyes narrowed. "This is...."