Am I A God?

Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations

Red Packet's eyes were riveted to the obnoxious Centipede as he muttered with a sigh of despair, "D*mn it! To be captured by a barbarian with no brain is truly the worst situation. We're dead!"

The two cats could only sit obediently in the van as the vehicle traversed across a bumpy terrain before coming to a stop in a secluded town.

With the two electric collars in place, Centipede was not the least bit worried about the cats escaping. Hence, they led them down the van, towards a dilapidated building.

With one strong kick, the tattered doors had swung open, revealing a giant wooden plank. Crouching beneath this plank, they saw an extremely long staircase leading into an abyss of darkness.

Red Packet's eyebrows furrowed slightly at this scene as he whispered, "What a careful fella."

They carefully made their way down the precarious stairway only to be flabbergasted by the scene before them. The size of the underground bunker had far exceeded what Red Packet had imagined.

What lay before them was a giant prison with up to hundreds of cats housed within it. This monstrous prison was subdivided into hundreds of individual prison cells, bounded by steel bars the size of a human thumb. Each prison cell was also equipped with an individual toilet, water, and some cat food.

The stench of 100 cat toilets squeezed within such a tiny space proved too much for Red Packet to handle. He literally felt himself suffocating from the foul smell as tears welled up in his eyes.

These imprisoned cats' eyes were filled with both fear and desperation. The presence of these two newcomers failed to elicit any sort of response from them as they simply stared blankly into their surroundings.

This prison was surrounded by tens of muscular blokes. Evidently, they were responsible for the security in this place. They raised their heads in unison before shooting Centipede a reassuring nod.

"Centipede, managed to grab hold of another two cats?"

"Aren't you lucky? But what's wrong with that one? Why is it all bald?"

Centipede simply responded by giving a dismissive wave of his hand before leading the group further down the underground bunker.

At the far end of the prison, stood a few cats tied up to a beam behind them. In front of them stood a fatso with a cat o' nine tails dangling by his hand. He cocked his body back before unleashing a ferocious whip against the cats. Immediately, their screams echoed down the long corridor.

"Who told you to escape?"

"I've already told you umpteen times! It's either we sell you or you die here!"

Both of them barely managed to bit back their scream as they witnessed this atrocity occur in front of them.

Lightning was regretting his stupid decision, "D*mn it! Why did I choose to escape? Isn't it better to just stay in Zhao Yao's apartment? At most, he would only trample on my dignity but these crazy guys are literally torturing them!"

Red Packet's paws clenched into a hard fist as he muttered, "Zhao Yao, please don't fail us. You have to find us soon! I'm afraid I would have already turned into a dead cat by the time you're here."

The fatso, responsible for the despicable torture, noticed Centipede's arrival and welcomed him with a radiant smile, "Hey, I thought you went out for the King of the Pallas's cat? How is it? Did you manage to catch it?"

Centipede's voice began to shake with anger, "Wild boar, stop gloating over my predicament. If I fail to capture it, I'm not the only one boss will be going after. Even you will get implicated."

"Hey, calm down! It was just a joke!" Wild Boar casually tossed the whip into a corner before sprinting towards Centipede. He noticed the two newcomers behind him as a devious smile spread across his face, "Take a look at these new cats! Oh, what happened to this one here? Why is it all bald?"

Centipede responded with some stupid reason before entrusting the two cats into his arms, "Interrogate the both of them and find out what kind of power they're hiding. I hope they would be able to at least appease boss for now."

This fat man, who was commonly referred to as Wild Boar, was the interrogator of this organization. As an apostle, he had the power to authenticate the truthfulness of one's words. No lies could possibly go past him undetected. Hence, he and his supercat had come together to form the perfect interrogation duo.

Thus, all cats captured by Centipede would first have to go through Wild Boar to validate their power and value. If they were just another run-of-the-mill cat, they would simply be tossed into the previous cat prison.

If they possessed of an unheard of power, this information would immediately be relayed to their boss. Then, they would be thrown into another secret prison, which was hidden further underground.

However, the results of today's haul had far exceeded Centipede's expectation.

Half an hour later, while Centipede and Sandstorm were busy burying their heads in a giant bowl of rice, Wild Boar approached out of nowhere with his face glistening in sweat. A wide grin cracked across his face as he exclaimed, "Oh my god! Centipede! We did it!"

"What's wrong? Do they have some sort of godly powers?"

Beams of excitement shot out of Wild Boar's eyes as he continued screaming, "That useless Pallas's cat is only capable of producing static. Useless fool! But that orange cat is different! He's unique! He has the power of good fortune! With him around, we'll be rich!"

"What did you just say? The power of good fortune?" Centipede could hardly believe the words ringing in his head, "I didn't know such a power actually existed."

Wild Boar could hardly contain his excitement, "This cat is living proof of the existence of this power! I haven't gotten to the specifics but it is definitely able to control an individual's luck to a certain degree! We might become the next Jeff Bezos, Bill Gates or even Warren Buffet!"

Centipede could feel the blood pumping through his body as his heart pounded against his chest. Even though the existence of superpower had greatly revolutionized the world, money was still the most important asset that you could have. With money, you could do whatever you want, even in the world of supercats.

This was truly a blessing in disguise. Even though he failed to capture his intended target, he managed to capture something far more powerful.

Just the thought of it would send jitters down his body.

Naturally, his first instinct was to keep this fortune cat for himself.

However, he was immediately brought back to reality when he noticed the tens of security guards surrounding the prison. Next, the image of his fearsome leader flooded his mind. That man had the most powerful supercats you could possibly imagine working for him. He was the underground emperor of this entire province. Even the local government dared not lift a finger against him. Centipede could only dismiss his selfish thought as sorrow shredded his insides.

Wild Boar then nodded his head and instructed, "Go on! Go and inform the boss! We would definitely earn more than a few praises from him!"

Centipede then whipped out his phone and reported this exciting news straight to his boss. A deep masculine voice then echoed from the other end.

"Thanks for the report. You have done a great job. I need you to throw this cat into our highest security prison. I'll come over tonight."

Centipede's head plunged towards his chest as he pondered, "I guess boss isn't intending to put this cat on auction. I guess he's going to use it for himself."

…

Meanwhile, Zhao Yao had descended into Ürumqi airport after the short domestic flight. Everyone was completely oblivious to his presence as he skidded past the security check effortlessly.

"Those two fellas should have been transported over as shipment. I should just go over to the shipment receiving point and take a look."

Zhao Yao also released Sphynx Cat into the place, as they walked past the very same Cat Street which Red Packet and Lightning were just hours ago.

This giant market was brimming with apostles and supercats of all sorts. A look of confusion even flashed across Zhao Yao's face. Seeing that there was no point in remaining invisible, Zhao Yao instructed Roly Poly to lift his power.

"I can't believe the world of supercats has already developed to this stage. I guess I've simply spent too much time slacking at home."

Zhao Yao was an exceptionally formidable apostle, but the self-sufficient nature of his power allowed him to flourish without much interaction with the apostle world. Hence, he was completely unaware of such markets, even if it existed in his very hometown, Jiangmen City.

Suddenly, Sphynx Cat's footsteps came to a halt right next to a shop. The storekeeper was shouting, "British cat! American cat! Russian cat! Come over here and take a good look at our beautiful cats!"

Zhao Yao's jaw went slack when he noticed Sphynx Cat's behavior, "I didn't know that you were interested in this."

Sphynx Cat immediately shot Zhao Yao a condescending glare and responded, "I'm not interested, but they are. From their scent, I know that they stopped at this spot for quite some time before going there."