The Spoiled Little Beauty is Always Abusing the Protagonist [Quick Transmigration] 76p1

Chapter 76: The Little Orange Cat is Raised by a Big Dog (5-1)

Perhaps it was because he was sick. When the little orange cat kicked its hind legs and meowed, its voice was a little off-key, the end of the sound drawn out softly and trembling.

It was a very different meow from before.

And this time, Ji Yan found that he couldn’t translate the message in his meow. All he could hear was a pure meow that rose and fell as if in great discomfort. He listened for a couple of times and couldn’t help but nudge the wriggling little cat caterpillar up from the ground with his nose.

“I’ll take you to the hospital.”

Ji Yan made this decision without thinking. He was afraid Shu He had feline distemper. So many cats had just gathered for a meeting, and it was possible that there was a sick cat among them.

It was right after the meeting that the little orange cat started acting like this. The possibility was high.

Hearing this, Shu He fell to the ground and meowed sadly, saying that pet hospitals were not charities, that they had no money, and that they probably couldn’t even get in the door.

Ji Yan had lived for so many years and had never worried about money. He never thought that one day, as a dog, he would be in a situation where he couldn’t afford the surgery fee to save his partner.

He stepped on the ground, his dark eyes slowly lowering.

He wanted to break into the pet hospital and force the doctor to examine Shu He.

Just like stealing cat food and cat treats, Young Master Ji’s bottom line had sunk lower and lower. His moral standards were now about the same as a dog’s.

If only it wasn’t so difficult to do—

The German Shepherd’s tail drooped. Its dog mouth opened slightly, and it let out a soft sound, asking Shu He what he was feeling now.

This feeling was hard to describe. Shu He lifted his hind legs in a daze, his front paws on the German Shepherd’s nose. He struggled for a long time but couldn’t come up with an accurate description. He only said that he wasn’t in pain.

No pain, then where does it hurt?

Ji Yan lowered his head and licked Shu He’s soft, fluffy little belly, sniffing the little cat scent. He quickly made up his mind. He gently pushed him into the cardboard box and said he was going to go pick up trash.

Shu He’s cat eyes widened. “Meow?”

“Empty water bottles and cardboard boxes. It seems like they can be sold for money.” Ji Yan said calmly, “When I’ve earned enough money, I’ll take you to the pet hospital.”

Shu He was stunned.

Lord Cat King, was a demon. He probably wouldn’t get feline distemper, right?

How could the program give Lord King a setting where he would get feline distemper and die young!

Shu He felt that Ji Yan was overthinking it. He meowed seriously and said that it probably wasn’t feline distemper, that he probably just felt sick from eating something bad, and that he shouldn’t go pick up trash.

“I hope it’s not feline distemper either.”

As for earning money, Ji Yan had already made up his mind. Whether he was a human or a dog, it was always good to have some money on hand.

Before, he didn’t want to go back to the Ji family. He felt that all the disputes were meaningless and unnecessary. But now, even as a dog, he had to try to send a letter to his confidant and find a way to find out the current situation of the Ji family.

At the very least, he had to raise Shu He well.

Seeing the calm determination in Ji Yan’s dog eyes, Shu He shrunk into the cardboard box and let out a soft “oh.”

Okay, okay.

Gege said that the program’s threshold value in the background had suddenly risen a little. It was probably because the protagonist was making progress by picking up trash to earn money. Although this method of making progress was a bit strange, Shu He still decided to support Ji Yan.

Not only that, but he also sat in the cardboard box and waved his paw, looking like a little lucky cat, and seriously wished Ji Yan that he would be able to pick up a lot of big trash. Then he would make him the King of Trash.

Ji Yan: “…”

Ji Yan took two steps forward and pressed down on Shu He’s little white paw. “Childish.”

“Lord Cat King is bestowing a title. How can you repay kindness with ingratitude?” Shu He was addicted to acting. He stood on his hind legs and pointed at Ji Yan like a human. The German Shepherd in front of him seemed to grin, let out a low woof, and asked with concern if his body was feeling better.

Better!

Shu He was no longer uncomfortable and was back to his energetic self. His orange, slit-pupiled eyes were wide open. Seeing this, Ji Yan was finally able to go out and pick up trash with peace of mind.

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This city had been rated as a civilized city. The streets were clean and tidy. Early in the morning, before the sky was bright, sanitation workers would be on the streets cleaning on time.

It was not easy to find a plastic bottle.

When he found one, it was hard to sell. When the German Shepherd took the bottle to the recycling station, the owner glanced at it several times and then looked behind it frequently, probably looking for an owner.

When he didn’t find a dog owner, the owner showed a strange expression. He was quite kind-hearted. He lowered his head and flattened the bottle, then took out a one-yuan and fifty-cent coin from his pocket and handed it to the dog. The dog glanced at him, looking quite dissatisfied.

The owner thought to himself that he had lived for a long time and had seen everything. Was this dog really here to sell him scrap? The owner spread his hands and said, “It’s no use looking at me like that. You only have so many bottles. How much do you want to sell them for?”

“The price of plastic bottles is very low these days. You’re a dog… tsk, did your owner train you to come out and earn money?”

The German Shepherd expressionlessly picked up the money and walked away. He could vaguely hear the owner muttering behind him that even dogs had to come out and work to earn money. The world was going downhill.

“…”

In the abandoned building, the German Shepherd climbed the stairs and placed the lonely one-yuan and fifty-cent bill in front of the orange cat. At this moment, it was a bit like a husband who had worked hard all day and came home to hand over his salary.

And Little Lotus Meow was the wife who despised her husband for being incompetent. Seeing that there was only one yuan and fifty cents, she stood on her hind legs and pointed at the German Shepherd, saying that he had only earned one yuan and fifty cents after picking up trash all day.

She even puffed out her fluffy little belly, which had been fattened by the German Shepherd, and said that when he was young, he would lie down in front of people and they would give him a hundred yuan. Meow was still more capable, Woof was not.

Ji Yan: “…”

Ji Yan expressionlessly stepped forward and licked Shu He, who was chattering nonstop, from his fluffy little head to his pink paw pads, and then to his round little belly. Every part was licked wet, and now Lotus Meow smelled like a dog.

“Meow!”

Lord Cat King sentences you to death by caning!

Ji Yan let out a low woof, which, translated into human language, was a slight sigh. He said that he had picked up a bag of plastic bottles today and thought he would get at least ten yuan, but he only got one yuan and fifty cents.

Ji Yan had never felt that earning money was so difficult.

He used to sign contracts worth hundreds of millions without batting an eye. Now, looking at one yuan and fifty cents, he couldn’t help but want to bite someone, to make that recycling station owner add another fifty cents.

Couldn’t he just round it up?

Shu He lowered his head and licked his little pink paws, covering up the dog smell. He mumbled that he wasn’t feeling uncomfortable today, that he was probably better, and that he didn’t need to pick up trash anymore.

“We’re human, after all.” Ji Yan said calmly, “It’s better to save some money. What if you get sick in the future?”

Shu He said, “You only earn so little a day. You’ll only save a few hundred yuan a year. What can you treat with a few hundred yuan?”

Ji Yan: “…”

It’s a strange feeling. Is this what it feels like to be looked down on and be a good-for-nothing?

The two animals, cat and dog, stared at each other.

After a long while.

“When I was a human, I was pretty good at earning money.”

After a long silence, Ji Yan, for some reason, started talking about this. “I earned a lot of money and saved a lot of money. When we turn back into humans, you can ask me for money if you need it.”

“Why would I ask you?” Shu He tilted his little cat head, his tail flicking back and forth behind him. He said seriously, “We don’t know each other when we become human.”

Ji Yan: “You don’t want to have anything to do with me when you turn back into a human?”

“…Mew?”

Looking at the little cat’s round eyes, Ji Yan turned his head and stood in a corner, calming himself down. They didn’t know each other in their human forms, but couldn’t they get to know each other?

He had never been willing to tell him his background before he became a cat.

Did he not trust him?

Shu He didn’t know what the protagonist was thinking while facing the wall. He puffed out his cheeks in confusion and climbed out of the cardboard box.

If he wanted to earn money, he might as well beg by being cute. Being the King of Trash only gave him the achievement of one yuan and fifty cents a day. It would be different if he let humans pet his head.

The little orange cat bit the fur on the back of the German Shepherd’s neck. When it lowered its eyes to look at him, he tried to tilt his face up and meow his idea. When Ji Yan heard it, his first reaction was no.

How could a little cat go begging? How could it be like those cats in cat cafes, letting people pet it at will?

Shu He meowed, “One yuan for petting the head, two yuan for petting the tail. We’ll find a bowl and sit on the street, and the money will come, right? This idea is so great, I’ll go tomorrow.”

Lord Cat King had made up his mind. He resolutely climbed back into the cardboard box to gather his strength. Ji Yan took a deep breath and turned to go somewhere.