Chapter 782: Chapter 619: Moore the Squirrel, Bronze City Evil God Secret Cave
Outside Bronze City, the coast forest abandoned mine pit.
It’s daybreak, Moore is preparing to set out for a big undertaking.
Yesterday, during daylight, Moore experienced out-of-body in the tree hole and found a lazy-sleeping young squirrel, possessed it and was finally able to control it. From Nightmare to possession control, it was actually an enormous leap, even if it was just controlling a young squirrel.
By nightfall, the vicinity of the mine pit became chaotic once again, Moore had to return to his own body. Could not afford to gamble or die, once a wanted criminal dies, they directly resurrect back to the city prison.
Returning to one’s body requires skill, controlling the squirrel to crawl into one’s bag, and then shutting the bag from inside before leaving the squirrel.
Fortunately, the squirrel was also tormented by Moore for a day, extremely fatigued, fell asleep, and didn’t cause any ruckus that night.
Moore’s physical body improved somewhat after a day’s rest, making it less chaotic that night.
All in all, it’s daybreak again, Moore possessed the squirrel once more, and ate the dry food in the bag, aiming to return to the city and contact Folmos at his rented place. Even though being wanted, contacting him wouldn’t solve anything, but at least it could help in figuring something out, right?
Now, there were more than twenty kilometers back to the city, which was almost unreachable for a small squirrel’s physical strength.
But Moore had a plan, ambushed in the tree, spotted a passing forest goat, and leapt onto its head, clinging tightly to its ears.
The forest goat, startled, ran wildly. Moore controlled the squirrel to cover the goat’s eyes, covering the left eye, the goat instinctively ran to the right, covering the right eye, it ran to the left, all figured out.
In less than an hour, Bronze City was in sight.
Then Moore spotted the surrounding special forces searching, upon seeing them, the forest goat instinctively panicked and could no longer be controlled, giving Moore the opportunity to jump off.
The goat fearfully fled toward the woods, successfully attracting the attention of the special forces, and through this gap, Moore sprinted all the way, breaking through their search net.
At this point, considering forming a team to bring oneself into the city. Yet Metatron reportedly had insane city-wide surveillance these past two days, truly arranging for one or several Chinese players to leave the city, or suddenly a squirrel appearing in the city, he might choose rather to kill by mistake than let slip...
Thus, entering the city by scaling is a task for oneself, once in the city, then rely on brothers.
"Brother Tao, arrange a clever brother to stand by at the north wall street stall..."
Brother Tao got excited: "You brat, your power is deep now!"
...
Finally, after half an hour of battling wit and courage, the squirrel sneaked into the city and into a brother’s pocket, then pretended to be running errands and ran all the way past the rental building, successfully jumping out of the pocket and going upstairs.
"Brother Tao, mission accomplished!"
At this moment, Moore felt an indescribable thrill. Prior accustomed to world-class strong players’ playstyle, any matter resolved with a strong thinker, even facing Metatron choosing Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin to go head-on.
Except now, oneself is merely a small squirrel capable of running and jumping, though not very proficiently, solving problems entirely from a weakling’s perspective, feeling unprecedentedly peculiar...
While contemplating, a dark shadow swiftly lunged forward, Moore didn’t even have time to react and was caught!
Then the red light exploded:
——System notification: Warning! You’ve been captured by a Black Cat, must respond with full force!
Holy shit!!
Moore was utterly confused, having been captured, how to respond!
Moore struggled, squirrel legs flailing wildly, completely ineffectual! Could it be pleading with Lord Cat for mercy? If it worked...
"Squeak squeak squeak squeak..."
Just then, the red light suddenly slowed down!
Huh? Moore continued pleading with Lord Cat: "Squeak squeak squeak squeak..."
The red light no longer flickered!
Moore was incredulous, could the Black Cat understand my pleas? Language doesn’t match, my pleas are all squeaking!
Next moment, the Black Cat carried the squirrel onto the windowsill and entered the rented house.
Moore was amazed, is this Black Cat so familiar? Could it be Folmos’s cat? He as a Spy Grand Mage owning a cat seems reasonable, but I’ve hung out with him all this while and didn’t know he had a cat, that’s very unreasonable!
The Black Cat set the squirrel down, Moore wanted to flee but found his squirrel legs shaking uncontrollably, couldn’t escape even a step.
This... as a squirrel seeing a cat, it’s practically like humans seeing... there’s no way to compare.
Only saw the Black Cat jump onto the table, pressed what seemed like an alarm clock’s bell on the table—hmm, it was indeed an alarm clock? No, seemed like a magic tool to contact Lord Moss!
Such high-end stuff, it really knows how to use?
Then the Black Cat jumped down, carrying a fluffy ball, seeming to want to play with the squirrel.
Your grandpa! I’m so busy, and you want to play with this?
But Moore had to squeak amiably: "Lord Cat, my legs are weak, can’t play..."
The Black Cat seemed to understand again, jumped onto the table, and picked up a box of cheese.
This... Moore instinctively dared not look directly just now, now saw clearly, the strange combination necklace on the Black Cat’s neck included a shiny card—could it be the legendary bank card? Holy shit, so high class one doesn’t recognize, this is Lord Moss’s style?
"Thank you, Lord Cat."
After finishing the cheese, Moore wanted to see if this cat truly understood his language: "Lord Cat, would you like a massage?"
The Black Cat meowed, truly lying down.
Moore was utterly admiring! Moreover, through the close grooming of the cat’s fur, each strand was tenaciously silky smooth and beyond imagination, nothing measured up to this level, even the high-end mage robe’s furry shoulder drape couldn’t, this was a cat charged with immense magic power! Exactly, a mage’s cat...
During grooming, hurried footsteps echoed from outside the door. The cat meowed toward outside the door.
Has Lord Moss returned?
Sure enough! Moss dressed in trench coat, hat and carrying a briefcase returned elegantly.
Moore was ecstatic: "Squeak squeak squeak squeak!"
Moss paused, then realized: "Moore?"
"Squeak squeak squeak!"
Moss marveled: "Remarkable, enormous progress. However, the wanted issue can’t be resolved, you still need to continue lurking outside the city. But in this state, it’s given me a whole new plan."
Moore asked: "Squeak?"
Moss solemnly stated: "I just returned from Oak City, last night news spread of Evil God Secret Cave in Oak City, although no findings were dug up, it can be confirmed, Bronze City also has an Evil God Secret Cave, until now, four cities’ Secret Caves initiated, only Bronze City’s hasn’t, rather than let Evil God initiate, why not we act first, you and Tom small in size, may attempt to find this Secret Cave."
Moore dumbfounded: "Lord, we don’t have a map, where to find? And if found, what can be done? How can we, a cat and a mouse, kill the Evil God?"
Moss waved: "Not relying on you and Tom, first let Tom lead you to the sewers to find a Slime Monster, it is truly Tom’s master, the magic power Tom has comes from it, and it may likely become the new Evil God power."
