Am I A God?

Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations

In the outskirts of Jiangmen City, there was a huge, abandoned factory. All the windows in the factory were sealed, and it was pitch-dark inside.

Within this darkness, there were a group of men and women creeping around in black robes.

They were surrounding a pot of fire which was burning strongly. Above the fire was a floating troll face with two devil wings attached to it.

Baiquan was the only person who stood underneath the troll face. He was mumbling something as he led the group to worship the troll face.

Even though Zhao Yao had repeatedly encouraged Baiquan to focus on his studies after he helped clean up the mess Mango created after its diarrhea, Baiquan remained adamant and believed that he already joined the side of hell. He had secretly contacted members of the brotherhood, and they had gathered to worship the troll-faced devil.

The followers' convictions were extremely strong as they had witnessed the troll-faced devil floating in midair with their very own eyes.

Suddenly, a phone's vibration shattered the silence and disrupted their prayers.

Baiquan nervously took out his phone and looked at the screen. He was elated to receive this call and answered, "Hello? Is this Master Zhao? Are you looking for me?"

This had been the first time Zhao Yao had called Baiquan since the incident.

Every time Baiquan went to Zhao Yao's apartment; he would experience an inexplicable tranquility as if he was in heaven. However, based on Zhao Yao's explanation, it was due to hell's aura. It would improve the health of everyone within, and Baiquan yearned to return there every time.

"Hmm, there is something which I need your help with. Can you come over to my house?"

"Sure! I'll come immediately." Baiquan hung up and walked towards the factory's exit. A group of followers stopped him and asked, "Bishop, what happened? Are we not continuing with the procession?"

"Hell has called upon me."

Seeing Baiquan's look of devotion, the followers were overcome with admiration and respect.

One follower asked, "Bishop, will we ever see the troll-faced devil again?"

Baiquan shook his head as he looked at the followers who stared at him excitedly and said, "I understand you are eager to meet him. However, if your conviction is not strong enough and you come face to face with the fire of hell, you will end up burning yourself."

When your faith is strong enough, I'll personally bring you to meet the devil."

Baiquan turned around like those movie stars in Hollywood movies. He dashed out of the factory and removed his robes. He took out his phone and tried to get a cab.

"D*mn it. This place is god-forsaken. I can't even get an Uber?"

…

Baiquan finally reached Zhao Yao's apartment in two hours. By that time, Zhao Yao had almost finished cleaning up the place. However, he had already sold the television and was waiting to buy a new one.

A brand new leather sofa would be too expensive, and Zhao Yao was reluctant to spend his money on it, so they made do with the current couch.

Zhao Yao waved his hand as he saw Baiquan rushing over, "Oh, Baiquan you came at the right time."

Baiquan ran over eagerly and asked, "Master Zhao, what do you need my help with?"

"The things is I have quite a lot of matters on my hand right now, so I need you to stay at my apartment and take care of my cats," Zhao Yao replied.

Baiquan initially thought that it would be something important. His disappointment was reflected on his face as he thought, "Take care of his cats …" You do not send your best general to take care of cats.

Zhao Yao's face turned very solemn and said, "Do not underestimate this job. I'm telling you that these are not ordinary cats. To ensure that you are capable of protecting them, I bestow upon you this magnificent power."

Baiquan's eyes glowed as he listened to these words and said, "What are you going to bestow on me?"

"It's a good power, a power which you are familiar with," Zhao Yao had already activated Elizabeth's power as he was speaking. He carried Roly Poly which was originally engrossed in his favorite show and walked towards Baiquan. He said, "Roly Poly, be a good boy and lend your power of invisibility to Baiquan for twenty-four hours."

Roly Poly rolled his eyes as he was unwilling to do so. However, his body shivered as he saw Zhao Yao's stares and raised his fat paws to Baiquan's face.

Roly Poly had already transferred a small percentage of its power to Baiquan.

However, throughout the entire process, Baiquan saw an entirely different image as he was under Zhao Yao's illusion. He saw Zhao Yao lay his hands on top of his head and golden flames were flowing from Zhao Yao's body to his.

"That's enough; you have received the power of invisibility. While I'm gone, you must use the power to protect this apartment. If anything happens to any of the cats here …" Flaming wings appeared from Zhao Yao's back, and the smell of volcanic sulfur rushed into Baiquan's nose.

Spirits started to appear around Baiquan and encircled him. Zhao Yao continued, "I will let you understand the true meaning of fear."

"Do not worry!" Baiquan assured Zhao Yao, "They will have to go through me if they want to hurt the cats."

Baiquan experimented with his power and found out that they were significantly stronger than the one given by "Angel." Not only could he turn himself and his clothes invisible, but he could also turn things which he threw invisible.

This stemmed from his stronger conviction in Zhao Yao. Because of it, Roly Poly could lend him more power than before.

Baiquan was exhilarated to have this power again. He felt that following Zhao Yao was the best decision he had made in his life.

With Baiquan and the newly installed camera at home, Zhao Yao could observe the situation at home if he wished.

Zhao Yao finally had nothing to worry about as he focused his attention on the arrangement of the cat cafe.

With Xiao Shi Yu's help and the nine hundred thousand RMB at his disposal, the cat cafe was finally ready after one week of preparation.

…

Back at Zhao Yao's home, Baiquan stuffed tissue up his nostrils and began cleaning the cat toilet with a wet tissue.

Even though it was an automatic cat litter box, there were some nooks and crannies which cannot be cleaned automatically. It required human hands to do it.

Zhao Yao was unwilling to do such things. However, with Baiquan around, he had assigned this all-important job to him.

Matcha remained on his massage throne and was busy playing Mobile Legends. He had finally hit Master after grinding for so long.

After reaching this level, Matcha was matched with teammates of a higher caliber. This had increased his chances of winning by leeching. He felt good winning games, and he got even more addicted to the game.

Roly Poly was busy typing on its phone. It seemed like he was chatting with other cats on WeChat.