Am I A God? - Chapter 65
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Chapter 65

The following few days were hectic as Zhao Yao followed Xiao s.h.i.+ Yu around to settle all the paperwork and contracts for his cat cafe.

Once all the administrative work had been settled, Zhao Yao began to renovate his cat cafe. Although it was nothing like a complete revamp, he needed to rearrange the tables, brighten the lights and install all the cat furniture like the kitty tower, kitty tunnel and a few automatic toilets. Besides those, he still had to bring in cat toys and set up the air vent and the air purifiers.

It sounded like a simple task, but when Zhao Yao really got down to work, he realized that there were actually many more things to do than he expected.

For the next two weeks, Zhao Yao was fully occupied with his new cat cafe. He left early in the morning and often came back late at night. Most of the time he would crawl straight to his bed once he reached home, exhausted from the day's work.

All this while, Roly Poly observed Zhao Yao's daily movement.

Dust Ball was furiously chewing on Zhao Yao's leg as Zhao Yao picked her up and said, "I'm leaving." Zhao Yao opened the door and left the house.

Dust Ball stared unwillingly at Zhao Yao as he walked away and thought to herself: 'He's really powerful. How are my powers not having any effect on him at all?"

Roly Poly s.h.i.+fted his attention to the ma.s.sage chair that came out of Dust Ball's mouth and saw Matcha lying lazily on the ma.s.sage chair. Ever since the ma.s.sage chair entered the house, Matcha was always there to occupy that spot and made the chair his throne.

Other than Zhao Yao, any other cat who wished to sit on the ma.s.sage chair would be met with Matcha's vengeance.

Now, Matcha laid comfortably on his throne as his white furry belly vibrated rhythmically to the movement of the ma.s.sage chair. Matcha closed his eyes as he immersed himself in relaxation.

Suddenly, music started blasting from the direction of the window ledge.

It was a continuous chant that kept on looping and looping.

Annoyed by the repet.i.tive chant, Matcha hissed in the direction of the window ledge, "Hey quieten down! There's no need to turn the volume up for a drama show."

From the window ledge, Elizabeth gently lowered the volume and continued to watch the drama from her phone. It was one of the rare occasions where Matcha and Elizabeth did not end up fighting.

Elizabeth had been following the drama craze recently. The drama "Game of Thrones" was one of the hottest drama shows this year. Elizabeth had been hooked on to that drama. Sometimes, she forgot to eat and would stay up late in the night to watch. Nowadays, she didn't even argue with Matcha anymore so that she could keep on watching uninterrupted.

Meanwhile, Mango and Dust Ball were playing catch with each other in the living room. Mango was clearly just having some fun, but Dust Ball had other intentions. She was training her body to become even stronger so that she could attack and bring down Zhao Yao one day.

As all the other cats were busy doing their own things, Roly Poly exclaimed in delight as he whipped out his phone and typed: 'He's finally gone! The evil demon is gone! Come and rescue me!'

In the group named 'Rescuing Chicken Cutlet', Meow Gibson said: 'He left? Alright, we are on our way now. '

Leopard Head: 'Chubby isn't here yet. @ChubbyLubana.s.sa.s.sin didn't you say you were coming? Where are you now?'

Chubby Luban a.s.sa.s.sin: 'Sorry I had a stomachache, wait for me.'

G.o.dly G.o.d: 'How troublesome. Can you even make it?'

Chubby Luban a.s.sa.s.sin: 'One second.'

Half an hour had pa.s.sed, and Chubby had yet to arrive. There was no reply from him either.

Outside Zhao Yao's house, three cats were seen gathered around on a gra.s.s patch. What was special about them was that they were all carrying a small bag on their backs which seemed to contain a phone in them.

The one with leopard stripes spoke with an angry tone. "This unreliable brat... He could have just told us that he wasn't coming... We wouldn't even have to sit here and wait this long.'