The moment the cat fur touched Castra's exposed skin, his whole body turned red in the blink of an eye!
The corner of Castra's eyes reddened, and the man subconsciously inhaled deeply.
Then—
"ACHOO!"
A loud sneeze shook the branch, scaring the cats inside the house.
"Meowwww! What's that?? Earthquake?"
A flurry of thin stray cats burst out of the tiny houses on top of the huge branch, bringing with them...
Another dose of fur.
At that moment, tears and snots instantly poured out of Castra's orifices like waterfalls.
"Ahhhhh— Acho! Acho! Acho!" Castra sneezed so fast that he almost bit his own tongue!
His own lips swelled like a sausage and his eyes...he couldn't see sh*t because of all the tears and the swollen eyelid.
Poo looked at Castra's miserable state and almost dropped the tea in his hand.
[H-host, you— you're allergic to animal fur??]
And yet he's an animal branch poop Shoveler spirit??
Before Castra could even answer, the cat spirits found the intruder and their eyes instantly sharpened.
"Meowwww! A human, meow!"
"Is he the one creating the chaos, meow?"
"Mnyaaaa! Attack! Attack!"
The hot-tempered cats immediately bolted like a bullet and they hit Castra's body with their soft paws, soft bodies, even their soft heads.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
"Eat this! Eat this! Bad hooman, meowwww!"
"Ouch! Ouch! Stop! The fur— achooo!"
A paw almost slipped into Castra's mouth, scaring the man into retreating.
There's no orange cat here anyway, let's run! Run!
Castra quickly climbed higher while suppressing the whole-body itch, afraid that just one step slower would kill him on the spot.
Judging from the fur flying around like snowflakes, he certainly might die right there!
After the near-death escape, Castra found another cluster of cats up there and this time, he carefully squatted on the thick branch, using Lloyd to probe into the cat houses.
Just like the master, the moment Lloyd touched a fur...
Its shovel body completely turned red, as if being burned in a lava!
Poo was already taking out his recording system while laughing until he wheezed,
[Nyahahahaa! Omg! Omg! I'm dying! You're actually allergic to animal fur! Even your shovel is allergic too!]
[Don't tell me you're also allergic to animals *beep* too??]
[Ahhh! You shut up!!]
Castra suppressed the tears in his eyes as he scooped one cat after another, instantly angering the much-fatter cats in this batch.
"Meow! Meow! Kidnappers!!!"
"I'm not— ah!!! Don't scratch my face!"
"Nyaaaa! A pervert!!"
"I'm not! I don't! I won't— ouchhhh! My chest!!!"
Enduring scratches and bites, Castra finally found...
An orange cat.
Seeing the fat orange cat too lazy to even bat an eyelid, Castra almost shed tears.
Finally! He found it—
DUNG! [Warning! Warning! This is not the orange cat required by the system!]
Boom!
Something exploded in Castra's brain and he subconsciously squeezed the fat orange cat harder, instantly waking up the lazy cat.
[What did you say?? How could this be?? What kind of orange cat are you looking for, then? A noble one? A thin one— ]
DUNG! [Yes, a thin, lean orange cat with a unique skin pattern.]
Castra instantly retorted.
[Impossible!]
Nine out of ten orange cats were fat and the last one was super fat!
Finding a thin fat orange? Might as well find a tiger!
But the automatic system reply was colder than Poo, so Castra could only put down the orange cat...
Not knowing that the cat was sharpening its claws all this time.
The moment Castra put it down on the branch, it suddenly jumped down and strikes hard—
At the balls.
"Meowwww!"
"How dare you squeeze me, hooman! Eat this!!"
"Ahhhhh! You vile fatty!!"
Castra dodged the attack with all of his strength, almost slipping down his steps before scurrying away like a frightened bird.
Damn it!! This fat cat must have practiced martial arts, right?! The next Dragon— no, Meow Warrior??
Feeling a chill down there, Castra clamped down his legs as he continued to check for the cats—
This time, from afar.
But every single orange cat he found was fatter than the previous ones, their tummies were practically spilling all over!
Could there really be a thin orange cat in this world?
The system is really acting like an emperor selecting their concubine, asking for the moon and the stars!
After searching for so long until his arms and legs were about to turn into noodles, unknowingly, Castra had already climbed high, so high that he started to feel the chill, his chest tightened and his breathing shortened.
He was already close to the peak of the Cat Tower Mountain, but none of the orange cats he found fit the system's criteria!
To make things worse, he spotted less and less cats, not to mention a specific orange cat.
Once Castra climbed to the top of the Cat Tower Mountain…he found not a single cat, not even their fur.
It was so desolate that Castra thought he was teleported to another place when suddenly, a shrill, pitiful voice resounded throughout the barren peak.
"Meowwww!!"
The voice was suppressed, with a hint of determination to do something big.
Castra's eyes instantly lit up.
There's a cat! Quick! Take a look!
Castra rushed towards the source of the voice and the first thing he saw was the pair of twitching ears— they were orange.
Looking down, the cat was shrouded in a thin mist but the striking orange and the black stripes on the body was extremely eye-catching!
And, and, this one cat— is not fat!
It's thin!
Castra almost kneeled on the spot and kowtowed to this ancestor.
Finally! Found you, dear concubine!
Now, he just had to find the cat's poop~
But looking around the extremely empty "hill", there wasn't even a hint of the censored thingy.
? Where's his beloved *beep*? It's unscientific that there's not a single *beep* here!
Just then, the cat suddenly lifted its tiny head and let out another shrill scream. Its tail even exploded like a feather duster.
"Meowwww— "
Two paws stood still in front while the two hind legs were twitching, as if pushing something!
Castra's eyelids were twitching.
He was extremely familiar with that pose, but looking at the cat's obvious struggle…
Castra's face turned pale shade by shade.
"No, no, don't tell me!!"
Is this cat—
Constipated??
It can't poop??
A thunder exploded in Castra's mind and his legs weakened, his body sliding right into knees.
As his eyes stared blankly into the void, the mission's countdown flashed in front of his eyes.
[00:15:00]