My family runs an adventurer's guild.

Based on her years of experience, in the endless interdimensional spaces, there exist countless indescribable things that appear innocent and cute, but are actually terrifying beyond description. For example, the infamous fleshy ball Saya; the Cthulhu-esque evil god "Wriggling Chaos" Nyarlathotep, who likes to disguise himself as a silver-haired girl to lure cute young boys; and the "Black Goat Child," whose grotesque appearance has nothing to do with sheep, yet somehow manages to act cute and bleat like one…

Using cute words to express chilling content is often one of the twisted fetishes of certain otherworldly demons.

Therefore, upon receiving this message, the Ancient One immediately assumed its true meaning with the utmost malice.

In short, she took the communication sent to her by the goddess of sleep, Mengmeng, as a challenge from a demon god from another dimension.

Could the unknown entity that sent this message to me be another extradimensional demon god attempting to invade Earth?

— Could the so-called "kitten" in the communication be a vanguard force that the other side is about to send to Earth to launch a probing attack?

—The guy who sent the communication didn't launch a surprise attack on Earth, but instead brazenly sent this notice or challenge in advance. Is he really confident in his own strength? Or is he just arrogant, ignorant, and reckless fool?

Alas, there is so little useful information available for analysis at the moment that it is difficult to make an accurate judgment in a short time!

However, since the other party has already delivered the challenge to his door, how could he, as the [Supreme Sorcerer] who protects the Earth, be afraid?

Over the years, countless otherworldly demons have fallen before him. Why should he be afraid of another new enemy?

"...Your Majesty! Immediately summon all the mages of the Hermitage to Kamar-Taj and prepare for battle against the otherworldly demons!"

After closing her eyes and pondering for a moment, the fair-skinned bald woman took a deep breath, opened her hawk-like eyes, and gave a loud command.

—Although the Ancient One herself was well aware that her disciples and their descendants had limited talent, and despite studying magic for many years, they were still a bunch of useless fry (mainly because the Ancient One didn't know how to teach), and even assisting in battle was difficult for them. If a real fight broke out, she would basically have to rely on herself to fight.

But as long as a person has even a shred of vanity, they can't resist the pleasure of showing off.

When you're showing off in a game, if you don't have a group of teammates and subordinates who are good at reading the atmosphere and shout "666" for you with shocked and confused expressions, then you're not showing off, you're just putting on a solo performance.

For example, as one of the few "tech-savvy" (black technology is also technology) superheroes in the Marvel universe, Iron Man Tony Stark could have been like an otaku, sitting in a safe secret base all day, remotely controlling his Iron Man suit to fight evil and protect the innocent, and remaining unharmed even if he were blown up by a powerful enemy.

But he refused! He insisted on having a miniature, glowing arc reactor installed on his chest, and personally went into battle wearing an Iron Man suit!

Even if it severely affects the performance of the Iron Man suit, he is willing to do so—the person inside the shell is Iron Man's biggest weakness! Even if external attacks cannot break through the Iron Man suit, they may still give him a concussion!

Why is this?

Isn't this extremely flamboyant guy just trying to fully enjoy the thrill of showing off and being pretentious?

Otherwise, why would Iron Man Tony Stark be nicknamed "Sao Ni"?

—In this world, there are only names that don't live up to their names, not nicknames that are given incorrectly!

Similarly, the Ancient One of the Kamar-Taj Presbyterian Order was no exception, also possessing a desire to show off!

After all, under normal circumstances, anyone who wins a tough challenge would want to receive recognition and praise from others.

Therefore, she would rather bring along a group of "disciples" to watch and cheer on her while she fought the great demon alone.

“…Yes, Master!” Old Wang, a round-faced man who was a trusted disciple of the Ancient One and worked as a librarian, nodded hurriedly in response.

So, just as the Ancient One gathered all her disciples and followers at the headquarters of the Sorcerer's Guild in Kamar-Taj, Nepal, to prepare for an unknown invasion from another world, a group of cats from the countryside of another world who had come to the big city to see the street scene quietly descended upon the New York Sanctum...

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Marvel Universe, 177A Blick Street, Manhattan, New York, The Sorcerer's Guild New York Temple

—With a loud bang in the sky, the cats made their dazzling appearance.

Accompanied by a dazzling rainbow of light, seven cats from a fantastical otherworld descended upon the entrance hall of the New York Temple.

"...Everyone, please look, this is the United Nations Headquarters building in New York, the highest authority in the world...Eh?"

Firi, now in cat form, spoke to the six other cats behind her who were still dazed, as she stood up and surveyed the surroundings of the landing site. She quickly noticed something amiss, “…This place…doesn’t seem like the United Nations Headquarters building!”

What unfolded before Phil was a rather luxurious Western-style mansion: a spacious foyer with two full floors, an imposing staircase inside the building, skylights and crystal chandeliers, and various dazzling collections in display cases, all exuding a sense of jewels, antiquity and grandeur.

However, despite this, the interior space is only the size of a large villa, and the entire house seems to be empty.

So much so that Phil and his friends' "Seven Cats' Arrival" caused such a big commotion that it didn't attract much attention, which made Phil very suspicious.

—The United Nations Headquarters building…it’s at least a skyscraper, it can’t be this small!

Moreover, the interior design of this house is antique and has a distinctly Victorian style, which seems quite out of place with the United Nations, an organization that was established after World War II and champions globalization and diversity.

Where have I traveled to? Is this really New York?

The next moment, a message instilled by Princess Dream of Sleep appeared in Phil's mind, resolving his previous confusion.

Incidentally, this also caused a wry smile to appear on Phil's cat-like face.

"...Because it's a spirit summoning technique that imitates the Holy Grail War's 'Heroic Spirit Summoning' to travel to another world, it needs to rely on the underground spiritual vein nodes of the target world in order to condense a new body for us in this other world? So...this isn't the United Nations headquarters, but the New York sanctuary of the Mage's Guild!"

—Because Ferry and his companions traveled through time by mimicking the "Summoning of Heroic Spirits" in the Holy Grail War, directly extracting magical energy from the target world to create clones for the adventurers crossing dimensions. Therefore, their destination not only had to be a world with magic—worlds without magic were inaccessible—but even if they entered a world with magic, they would need to be in a "spiritual land" with abundant spiritual veins and sufficient magical energy, like Fuyuki City in the Type-Moon universe, to successfully descend.

The Marvel universe also has spiritual veins and spiritual lands similar to those in the Type-Moon universe, but they are much rarer. There are only three large magical nodes, or spiritual lands similar to Fuyuki City in the Type-Moon universe, on the entire Earth in the Marvel universe: Hong Kong, London, and New York.

The Kamar-Taj sorcerer's monastic order built three temples in these three locations, naming them directly after the places where they were located.

These are the New York Temple, the London Temple, and the Hong Kong Temple.

For Phil and his fellow travelers from another world, Earth in the Marvel universe may seem vast, but there are only three portals available for entry.

Fortunately, at least one of the temples is located in New York, the central city of the Marvel universe. Even the other two temples are located in densely populated, wealthy, and developed modern metropolises, rather than some disappointing, impoverished backwater.

Therefore, as long as they step out of the gates of the New York Temple, the Totoro Town cat people's "global metropolis journey" can continue.

However... the originally envisioned lavish meals and travels funded by public funds will likely turn into a poorly managed, self-funded "budget trip".

Ferry sighed in disappointment, glanced back at the still bewildered neighbors of Totoro Town, and helplessly gave the order:

"...Ahem, anyway, we've arrived in New York! Let's get out of this house now! Please note that to avoid causing a disturbance, everyone must remain in cat form, disguised as ordinary stray cats. Absolutely no turning into cat-human form..."

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Although the New York sanctuary of the Wizarding Order also displays many magical items worth seeing, such as the intelligent red cloak worn by the future Doctor Strange, Stephen Strange, and the fully automatic magical restraint suit that is very suitable for being installed on naked beauties, etc.

In addition, there are some special "windows" with unknown purposes—fixed portals leading to every corner of the earth.

However, Phili had no intention of continuing her tour here. Instead, she immediately used [Hand of the Mage] to push open the door and led everyone to the street outside.

Because, according to his vague impression, these reclusive magicians were not very friendly to visitors from other worlds.

For some reason, the New York Sanctuary was currently empty, giving these cats a chance to roam freely. But if the wizards from the Marvel universe realized what was happening, it wouldn't be so easy for them to move around freely in New York anymore.

Negotiations or a forced breakout would both be extremely troublesome. Firi, currently in tourist mode, really didn't want to deal with it.

—In fact, less than a minute after Phil and his companions left the New York Temple, the Hermitage magicians, who had sensed the spatial disturbance, reappeared inside the New York Temple.

However, by this time, Firi and the other seven alien cats had already stepped out of the temple gates. And these magicians, driven by "human arrogance," completely failed to connect the "stray cats" wandering the streets with their imagined "alien invaders"...

In short, thanks to Phil's wit and agility, the "Totoro Town Interdimensional Tour Group" successfully passed the first hurdle of their New York trip.

Then, the seven cats from another world were engulfed in a cloud of gray car exhaust fumes as soon as they stepped out of the gates of the New York Temple.

"...Cough cough! What is this smell, meow? It smells even worse than the blacksmith's shop, meow!"

"...It smells so strong, meow! Could it be poisonous?!"

"...And the noise on the street is so loud! My ears are hurting!"

"...Philip, why did you bring us to a place like this?"

"...Meow! Quiet! Quiet! Please don't make a fuss, meow! This is normal in big cities on Earth, meow!"

Noticing the complaints from the six cats behind her, Phily, who had been leading the way, had no choice but to turn around and explain, "...Look at the humans around us. They've been breathing this kind of smog in this city their whole lives, and they're doing just fine, aren't they?"

“...But they are human cats, and we are not!” protested Ms. Roxanne, the only female cat among the seven cats present, whose family runs a small restaurant.

"...It's meow, it's meow!" "...How can we cat people adapt to the same extent as humans, meow!"

"...But what we've arrived here isn't our real physical bodies, just temporary forms created with magic! You complain about car exhaust, what kind of adventurers are you? Neither the stinking goblin caves nor the frigid snow mountains are as harsh as this place!"

Ferry raised her paw in exasperation and pointed at a stray cat sunbathing across the street. "...Since cats on Earth can live well in this city, can't you just be a little more tolerant? If you're going to complain again, then just commit suicide and come back!"

"...Hehehe, I was just saying it casually, please don't take it too seriously, little brother Phil..."

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"...Huh? Is this cat giving a speech to the other cats? It looks so funny! Mom, come and take a look!"

A little girl seemed to notice the commotion and then saw the cat Phil sitting arrogantly on a cement block by the roadside, surrounded by six other cats meowing and spitting. She couldn't help but move closer with interest and called out to her mother.

"...Hmm, it is quite interesting. But let's hurry up and leave. These stray cats are all dirty; what if we get scratched?"

Fortunately, the conversations between Phil and the six cats were naturally all in cat language, which to the "foolish Earthlings" sounded like a series of meows.

Even though Marvel's technology is incredibly advanced, it seems there's no cat language app developed for civilian mobile phones.

Therefore, Phil's reprimand of the other six cats did not cause any major trouble, except for arousing the curiosity of some passersby.

So, after being taught a lesson by Phil, the "Totoro Town Interdimensional Tour Group" once again embarked on their New York trip.

As shown in the picture, the cat's destination is the Manhattan skyscraper complex located at the top of the map.

Chapter 93, Even Cats Must Obey Traffic Rules

New York City, in the United States, is a world-renowned, bustling metropolis affectionately known as the "Big Apple."

This is a charming city that symbolizes wealth, freedom, and modernization, and a legend and source of pride for the people of the United States.

—No matter the world, the image of New York, the "Big Apple," is always so captivating and magnificent.

Of course, New York is also home to countless geniuses, talents, criminals, and madmen... If this were the Marvel universe, then superheroes and supervillains would also be included, making the eight million New Yorkers live a strange life of "pain and pleasure" year after year...

Anyway, after overcoming their aversion to car exhaust and road noise, these cats from the magical countryside quickly began to experience the extraordinary charm of New York, just like tourists from third-world countries visiting the city.

Whether it's the cars and motorcycles speeding through the streets, the smartphones in the hands of pedestrians, the LCD TVs playing news and talk shows in the shops along the street, or the rock and black rap music playing from loudspeakers, these are all novelties that far exceed their imagination.

The "strange" (from the perspective of the Totoro Town residents) and brightly colored clothes and jewelry worn by New York City residents, along with the various colorful advertising posters posted on the streets, quickly aroused the strong interest of this group of cats who are naturally full of curiosity.

As for the street vendors selling mustard hot dogs and Mexican chicken wraps, the beverage shops hawking all kinds of sodas and juices, and the various snacks, treats, and drinks, these cats from the small rural town were all eager to try them and flocked to them...

Although they hadn't yet seen the Marvel superheroes and supervillains that were the hallmarks of the Marvel universe since they were newcomers, the ordinary street scenes of a modern international metropolis were enough to dazzle these country bumpkins.

In short, these country bumpkins were dazzled by the bustling city, wanting to see everything, play everything, and taste everything... which resulted in even more serious and troublesome problems for Phil, a half-baked tour guide who was also unfamiliar with New York.

—You know, cats have never been disciplined creatures with a strong sense of community; they're a bunch of arrogant little rascals who never listen. If you had to make an analogy and compare cats to humans, their innate personality is actually quite similar to that of African men on Earth: equally undisciplined, equally lazy, equally hedonistic, equally fond of sleeping in and sunbathing, and equally nocturnal animals suited to lurking in the dark (laughs)...After all, modern domestic cats, like African men, originated in Africa.

(For details, please see Lao Lao Wang's Ramblings "The Story of Cats," about the arduous experience of the ancient Egyptians in domesticating cats.)

Moreover, these cat-people from a fantasy world are almost completely ignorant of the basic common sense of modern urban life.

So, despite Phil having repeatedly warned them before they left the New York temple to be cautious in this unfamiliar Earth city and not to look around, scratch, or eat anything indiscriminately... these disobedient felines just couldn't control their paws and mouths:

They were seen jumping onto tables at an outdoor cafe, curiously snatching phones and tablets from customers to play with; then they dashed into a small supermarket, grabbing sausages from the deli section and running off, scattering goods all over the floor, prompting an exasperated, overweight male clerk to chase them with a broom. A little while later, they were lured by an adorable little girl with grilled fish, almost being taken home and petted until their fur fell out…

Phil was truly at his wits' end with these troublemaking neighbors, but he couldn't just sit idly by. Whenever someone did something reckless, he would roar and rush over to grab them... However, he was all alone, and he had to keep an eye on six scoundrels and bumpkins. So, he couldn't take care of everyone at once, which made him so angry that his liver ached. In the end, he could only yell at them at the top of his lungs.

"...Gilda! Stop jumping onto the arcade machines! You don't have any coins, how are you going to play?"

"...Lula! Can your body liquefy? How did you get into the claw machine in the blink of an eye?"

"...Kunka! You're already so fat, why are you still doing parkour on the cafe's awning? Aren't you afraid of falling and breaking your leg?"

"...Damn it! Lazel! Where have you been stealing things again? And that's soap, not pastries! Aren't you afraid of being poisoned if you eat it?"

"...Fao! Get down from that telephone pole right now! Your tail is about to touch the high-voltage power line!"

"...Huff! Huff! Huff!"

Squatting by the fire hydrant on the side of the road, shouting hoarsely at her unruly neighbors, Phil felt utterly exhausted.

—Fortunately, the monastic order of sorcerers who descended from another plane to New York City was located in Manhattan, the most expensive, economically prosperous, architecturally magnificent, and safest place in New York City, thanks to the presence of Wall Street and Times Square, where land is incredibly valuable and tourists flock to.

Since most New Yorkers living here are relatively wealthy, they tend to be friendly and tolerant towards cats and dogs.

Even though the six cats from another world run around causing trouble and destruction, they are only chased away and scolded.

If they were to arrive in Queens or Bluelink, where the crime rate is relatively low, people there might shoot the cat in a fit of rage!

Especially in predominantly Black neighborhoods, cats risk being stuffed into sacks, doused with gasoline, and roasted like "roasted cats" if they are unlucky enough to fall victim to such a fate.

Fortunately, this is Manhattan...

Unfortunately, despite having a pretty good starting condition, it still couldn't stop some foolish cats from happily courting death.

Or rather, it's really hard to expect these cats from the rural towns of a magical world to abide by the traffic rules of a modern city—given their discipline, even if you gave them a traffic law book or even memorized it, they probably still wouldn't be able to follow it.

"...Roxanne! Stop! Don't run anymore! The pedestrian light is red over there! Oh no! We're doomed!"

The next moment, accompanied by a screeching screech of brakes and a loud bang, Phil and the remaining five cats from the fantastical world stared in disbelief as Roxanne, the little female cat who had just jaywalked, was first hit by a car and sent flying into the air, then tossed far across the intersection, before being run over by the rubber tires of another bus, instantly becoming an indescribable "cat pancake"...

Chapter 94, New York Through a Cat's Eyes (14000 words)