The Ultimate Contaminant Is Still Pretending to Be a Cat Today

[Updates are irregular due to health reasons, with no set schedule] When the Great Collapse happened, A Dong was only fifty meters from the pollution source. Naturally, he lost his human form. His body became severely mutated, turning into an indescribable mass. Fortunately, he kept his sanity. After tireless effort, he finally escaped that bloody, brutal land of pollution. Little did he know that a hundred years had passed outside, and the world had long since changed. Polluted beings like him had only two possible fates if they appeared in public: extermination or confinement in a laboratory. A Dong trembled with fear. To survive, he decided to disguise himself as a harmless little cat. A kind person took him in. The kind person must have been a little blind. Even when A Dong accidentally turned half his body into long, thin tentacles, the man only exclaimed in admiration. A Dong thought this was great. He occasionally helped drive off polluted beings, and life was easy and pleasant. But gradually, he realized the kind person had an extraordinary identity. The number of polluted beings he'd dissected had to be at least nine thousand, if not ten thousand. A Dong got a little scared and wanted to run. Before he could, a strange ring suddenly looped around his tail. A Dong shuddered. He's finally come to catch me!? But the man chuckled. “I'm not catching you.” “Can you see clearly? It's a ring. I'm proposing to you.” Much later, A Dong thought back on those events with deep feeling and couldn't help asking Tang Yi, “If I'd turned around and run back then, would you have been embarrassed?” Tang Yi: “No. Because it wasn't actually a ring. It was a restraint device.” A Dong: “...” Tang Yi's gaze darkened. “A restraint device powerful enough to control an SSS-level polluted being. If you still tried to run, I'd catch you and make sure you couldn't go anywhere.” A Dong shivered, thinking that Mr. Tang really was devious. But should he tell him that he was actually an SSSS-level polluted being? Coming soon: The Boy I Raised Turned Out to Be an Evil God. Add it to your collection if you're interested~ When Xiang Yun woke up, the world had turned upside down. The immortal mountains and spirit seas of old had vanished. As far as the eye could see, mechanical forests stood in rows, and neon lights dazzled him. Xiang Yun had no identity documents. Just as he was about to be arrested as an illegal immigrant and taken back to the Administration Bureau, he had a sudden idea. He turned into a round little bird and fluttered over to a richly dressed boy. “Chirp~” The boy paused in surprise, then cradled Xiang Yun in his palm. “This is my pet,” he told the pursuers. After that, Xiang Yun planned to use the opportunity to sneak away. But he discovered that the little boy, despite his glamorous appearance, was actually in a terrible predicament, like a lamb surrounded by wolves, about to be devoured at any moment. Unable to bear it, he decided to help. Once the boy had grown up safely and was able to face everything on his own, Xiang Yun would bow out. Shen Qing had been feared by everyone since the day he was born. They feared the ancient genes within him and always wanted to cut him into pieces and bury them deep beneath the surface of different planets. Shen Qing watched their clumsy schemes with cold indifference, until one day a fluffy white ball of feathers came fluttering into him. The bird was adorably foolish. It thought he was an ordinary, helpless boy who had inherited a huge fortune and was in constant danger from greedy relatives. Shen Qing thought, why not play along? Gradually, he became immersed in the role, enjoying the care and affection the other gave him. The emptiness inside him was filled with warmth. Then, years later, the little bird suddenly said he wanted to leave. The moment Shen Qing heard the news, countless frenzied tentacles stirred inside him, eager to wrap around the little bird and hold him captive in his arms forever. But in the end, he restrained his surging, dark thoughts and smiled. “All right. I hope we meet again someday.” On the third day after leaving, Xiang Yun found a limp little octopus by the roadside. The little octopus clung tightly to his wrist, pleading miserably for help, while the pursuers eyed him suspiciously and asked, “Is this your pet?” Xiang Yun: “...” Coming soon: An Ordinary Office Worker's Daily Life ① At five in the morning, I was woken by a violent pounding on the door. I opened it groggily, but there was no one outside. I wanted to go back to sleep, but all sorts of noises kept coming from upstairs, sometimes like something sharp scraping glass, accompanied by hoarse roars and vicious curses. I was very disappointed in the building's soundproofing and decided I would never buy a home from this developer. ② At eight, as I left for work, I saw dried red stains on the door, giving off a foul, fishy smell. I immediately thought of the pounding at five and sighed at the lack of manners. If it was a neighbor, perhaps I could discuss it with the property manager. ③ At twelve thirty, I was eating in the cafeteria. The male manager at the next table had a belly swollen like an inflated balloon. He was about to pick up a slab of bloody beef and take a big bite when he suddenly gagged and spat out dozens of glistening eggs. “If you're about to give birth, go to the hospital,” a colleague complained quietly. I agreed. ④ At six thirty, I finished work. The bus driver was a good person. He loudly called on the other passengers to make room for me. I looked at the empty bus and carefully shuffled forward, making sure not to accidentally step on anyone's shoes. ⑤ At seven, I got home and spent half an hour playing with my pet. Hua Juan was as mischievous as ever. The back of its head kept suddenly splitting in two, but fortunately I was quick enough to avoid being bitten by those rows of shark teeth. ⑥ At eleven, I went to bed right on time. The piercing scraping sound started up again upstairs. But I was exhausted. Looking forward to a wonderful tomorrow, I soon fell fast asleep. *The main story is told in third person. Theme: Never give up hope, even in adversity