Am I A God?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Looking at the sudden movement, Matcha was dumbstruck. That floret cat lifted its head to look at him and uttered, "Fur… fur…"

Before finishing, the cat passed out.

In the far distance, several government apostles ran over and shouted, "Found him!"

"Do not move!"

Matcha's eyes flashed and emitted green rays.

"Cops?"

"Laundered money?"

A series of images appeared in his mind—supercat criminals pursued by cops and escaping the siege with their stolen goods, however, due to serious injury, they collapsed unconscious.

Hence, Matcha hesitated for about 0.1 seconds before activating Time Freeze. He shoved the money from the luggage into a small yellow bag in a wild frenzy.

"All laundered money!" As he shoved the money, he thought, "It is a pity if I do not take the laundered money, which is stained with numerous sins. May as well use it to relieve this pitiful stray cat and accumulate some merits for the laundered money."

The small yellow bag was shoved to its full capacity and it looked as though it was going to explode. Matcha had completely emptied the luggage of money. He surveyed the frozen cops and the collapsed floret cat, then bolted.

After fleeing to a small alley, Matcha opened up the small yellow bag overflowing with money and laughed heartily. "Fleeing after stealing money, that is d*mn exciting."

"Having so much money, it is time for me to enjoy myself." At this thought, he slung the money over his back and disappeared into the sewers.

During this period of time, Matcha was trying to make a living on the streets but with poor results. However, he had a better understanding of the situation of the wild supercats.

With the money in his hands, he would not patronize the human malls. Rather, he was taking the money to Cat Street to splurge.

Cat Street was a subterranean black market where lots of supercats and apostles gathered. Once, Red Packet and Lightning had shopped at the Cat Street of Ürumqi and were targeted by cat smugglers.

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Meanwhile, behind the Dimension Portal, Lightning was unable to find Matcha and he panicked. "Dust Ball, are we allowed to look for Matcha?"

"Yes, yes." Elizabeth said, "Not sure if he is able to beg for food today."

Dust Ball shook her head and replied, "Not in the mood. Wait for my catmint to come back first." She looked at the other side of the Dimension Portal where Zhao Yao and Black Panther were conversing.

Moments later, Zhao Yao brought the catmint, which was ditched by Fish Ball, into the Extradimensional Belly. Following him was Black Panther, who was disguised as the Headless Horseman.

Black Panther was astonished seeing the Extradimensional Belly and the hundreds of supercats. "Is this the secret base of my Headless mentor? So many supercats? This is too awesome!"

Zhao Yao waved his hand and brought Black Panther to Cat Island. At the same time, he tossed the catmint to Dust Ball and proceeded to the Cat Island. With regards to Black Panther, he had a lot of issues to settle.

Dust Ball sighed in relief after recovering the catmint. Lightning reminded her, "Dust Ball, time to look for Matcha."

"You are too concerned about Matcha, what is so interesting about a useless cat? Dust Ball controlled the Dimension Portal and scanned the streets. It was not long before they spotted a fat orange cat running in the green belt.

Lightning gazed at the plump version of Matcha on the other side of the portal and asked bewildered, "This Matcha, how did he gain so much weight?"

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Meanwhile, Matcha had arrived at Jianghai's Cat Street. The spacious subterranean street was full of humans and supercats. There were makeshift stalls, brick and mortar shops, and lots of food outlets and entertainment spots. According to hearsay, this underground space was constructed using the superpower of a certain cat king. Because of its spaciousness and discreet location, which was not easily found by normal people, it flourished.

Cat Street was filled with both good and bad people. A few powerful cat kings and their men overlooked the place, ensuring basic order.

In order not to be swindled, one had to be street wise.

Matcha walked arrogantly along Cat Street, carrying a bagful of money. He felt his back straightening up.

"Fresh Japanese Wagyu jerky, lowest price in the market!"

"My boss ran away with the dog! We had to sell these cell phones at low prices!"

"Underground cat fight is beginning! Cat fight grandmaster battling Tibetan Mastiff! Quick, come and watch!"

Matcha caressed his growling hungry stomach. He intended to have a sumptuous meal and found the largest cat restaurant on Cat Street. Sitting down on a paper carton, he asked, "What delicious food do you have?"

"We have crispy barbecued rat, snowy beef jerky, carrot and ewe's milk pudding…"

"Okay, okay." Matcha licked his lips and said arrogantly, "Give me one of each!"

After being satiated, he left the restaurant and strolled leisurely on the lively and busy Cat Street. "So much money in the bag, if I do not finish spending it, I won't feel at ease."

After walking a few rounds, Matcha found a female cat in a small alley waving to him. Matcha's eyes brightened and he willingly scurried over.

The female cat said, "Mister Handsome, want some service?"

Matcha laughed heartily and said, "Of course, what services?"

The female cat blinked flirtatiously at Matcha and said, "Mister Handsome, come in and you'll know."

Matcha followed her into a small black house. When the light was lit, tens of female cats streamed in.

The leading female cat said to Matcha, "Mister, these are our service ladies. They're all pretty, with good singing voices and services."

Each female cat introduced herself.

"Mister, service lady number one, I come from Dong Bei."

"Greetings Mister, I am number two from Japan."

"Greetings, I am number three from Hainan."

After listening to their introductions, Matcha opened his mouth and his ears quivered excitedly. "Good, Dong Bei's ladies are vigorous. I want the lady from Dong Bei."

All service ladies left except number one, who walked up to Matcha and said, "Greetings Mister, I offer a small job, medium job, and large job, which do you prefer?"

"The large one! Of course, the large one!" Matcha wagged his tail excitedly. "I have no lack of money."

"Mister lay down comfortably. Let me service you."

Matcha laid down with a face of anticipation. He felt a soft tongue licking his fur.

"I'll start by licking the fur. Would you like to clean your bottom part of your body too?" Matcha breathed deeply and white mist seemed to blow out from his nostrils.

One hour later, Matcha gawked at the ceiling and asked with a tired expression, "Little sister, you have licked for one hour, if you continue, I will be licked bald. When do we proceed to the next stage?"

"Mister, you have selected full body, three hundred and sixty degrees, no dead spot, large fur licking job, just a bit more and it is almost done."

Ten minutes later, Matcha walked out of the house fuming as he looked at his body which was full of saliva. "Scam shop! A scam shop!"

Matcha was so furious, he found another restaurant and binged ate and drank. Waving his bag full of money, he continued binging and made friends with two supercats. As they were sniffing catmint, one of them said, "Matcha, do you know the most exciting place on Cat Street?"