Chapter 16: Stop! You’re burning my supplies again!
“Fourth degree? What do you mean? I remember there being only three degrees. Are you an idiot? Did all the nutrients go to your chest?”
Mi Xian paused for a moment, then began to ridicule at will.
As hard as it is to imagine, Mi Xian’s real identity is that of a medical student, which allows her to casually use anatomical terms in conversations.
But when it comes to cursing in a heated moment, everyone is the same, only able to say, “Beep—.”
“Well, that’s true, so for fourth degree burns, I guess there’s only ashes left.”
Miti’s lips curved into a dangerous smile, and in the next moment, a raging fire spread to the corners of the ceiling, sparks drifting onto the bedding, burning countless holes, making Sumu’s heart ache.
You’re burning my supplies again!
And most critically, the computer is right at the edge of the battlefield, at risk of getting burned at any moment.
“Miti, can you at least not burn the computer? There are a lot of important things in there, and it’s very expensive…”
“I know that.”
Of course, Miti knows, and her feelings for protecting the contents inside are not any less than Sumu’s, after all, she’s just seen the most exciting climax.
However, before Sumu could breathe a sigh of relief, Mi Xian across from her keenly sensed this, her amber cat eyes narrowing slightly, and then her figure turned into a blur, bringing a gust of wind that made it seem like she just landed on the computer desk.
And under her claws, was exactly what Sumu desperately wanted—
The monitor.
“Looks like you really value this thing. Just surrender now, or I’ll smash it.”
That’s right, as a female medical student, Mi Xian has always used her phone and laptop, not even knowing the difference between a monitor and a computer.
Seeing this, Sumu couldn’t help but silently criticize in her heart.
Are you really a catgirl? Not only are you ridiculously stupid, but you can’t even end a sentence with a “meow.” It’s maddening.
Wait, this isn’t the time to dwell on that; the monitor is expensive!
Mi Xian had already stood up holding the monitor, her gray and white tail excitedly swaying back and forth, looking fluffy.
“Hurry up and answer! Why are you being so slow? Do you still want your beloved computer or not?”
Seeing Miti just watching her with interest, Mi Xian gradually became impatient. Her right claw suddenly left a deep scratch on the monitor screen, making Sumu feel as if her heart was bleeding.
And Mi Xian’s claw was still moving; Sumu’s patience instantly reached its limit.
Even Shushu has a temper!
“Enough! You stupid cat, put my monitor down!”
Unintentionally mixing some magic power into her voice made Sumu’s voice more penetrating, exploding like thunder in Mi Xian’s ear.
Her ability is to amplify her speech; while it’s always been most effective in angering others online, it made Mi Xian momentarily dazed this time.
Mi Xian’s eyes suddenly dimmed, her hands instinctively losing strength, and the monitor simply slipped from her grasp, falling and unfortunately shattering into pieces.
In that moment, Sumu’s long-suspended heart felt a release.
“Miti, grab her! I want to teach her a lesson! I want to personally teach her a lesson!”
But Miti was also helpless; it was extremely difficult to fight while also preserving the computer. Now all she could do was hope that the other party would quickly feel threatened enough to retreat from the room.
Once they were in an open area, subduing this little cat would be effortless.
Mi Xian, who slowly regained her senses from Sumu’s scolding, suddenly wore a panicked expression, her previously sharp claws gradually turning back into delicate hands.
It’s over; I accidentally destroyed the computer, and now the senior I’ve always admired, Irina, will really hold this against me. What should I do now?
“I’m sorry, Senior Irina! I didn’t mean to! I’ll come back to find you next time.”
Feeling the piercing gazes from the two people in the room, Mi Xian couldn’t stay for even another second and immediately activated her ability to escape.
Even Miti didn’t have time to stop her as Mi Xian’s figure simply dissolved into the shadows of the corner of the room, disappearing shortly after with just a few breaths.
This is Mi Xian’s talent as a monster — concealment, sharing fate with the shadow world.
As long as she doesn’t actively expose herself, it’s nearly impossible to find her. This ability also applies online, making her completely immune to any form of box weapon.
It’s precisely for this reason that she has been able to jump around for so long without getting caught offline, even Tang Nai took some effort to handle her.
Miti munched on several bags of chips in the room, so engrossed in her reading that she didn’t even realize that a certain someone was lurking beneath her bed.
However, this guy’s destructive power was pitifully weak, so much so that even Miti’s fire curtain couldn’t be breached, and she could only be a little stubborn verbally.
Miti’s flames gradually calmed down, her eyes filled with helplessness.
Such a troublesome ability would probably be hard for even a B-level to overcome.
Sumu, on the other hand, was even more heartbroken about her computer, touching the main unit’s casing at the first opportunity, only to pull back her hand with a grimace.
So hot!
To prevent Sumu from turning to ash, Miti had been carefully using magic to protect her, but direct contact couldn’t block the heat.
Now the main unit was so hot it could almost fry an egg; she had no idea if repairing it would even be worth it.
Her mood was at an all-time low.
Everything on the bed was in tatters, the wallpaper was covered in dark marks from the flames, and a cluster of flames still flickered at the bottom of the curtains, which Sumu quickly dashed forward to extinguish.
Living here was impossible, and figuring out how to deal with the landlord would be another problem entirely.
As Sumu looked at the dilapidated little house, she felt a pang in her nose; although she hadn’t lived here long, she still found it hard to let go.
The most crucial thing was that from now on, every night would have to be spent under Tang Nai.
“I’m sorry for burning it all down…”
Miti shamefully rubbed her fingers; she hadn’t expected a monster to be lurking.
Sumu lifted her gaze to Miti, and in her heart, she felt little blame.
If it weren’t for her, she might have been taken away by a dark force; it was just a shame about my monitor…
Damn stupid cat, just you wait!
Fortunately, L was working today; if she were here—
Just then, with a bang, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.
Standing in the doorway was a petite, upright blue-haired girl dressed in an exquisite white military uniform.
Her gaze was sharp, seemingly filled with a hint of anticipation; as soon as she entered, she began searching for the already dissipating monster presence all around.
It was none other than L after her transformation, who rushed over as soon as she sensed the monster’s aura.
The outfit she wore was akin to a ceremonial uniform, stylistically cutting and perfectly matching her demeanor, adding a touch more composure than usual.
The pristine white cloak had yet to settle from the wind created by her rush, the gold-buttoned white belt emphasizing her slender waist, with the fabric perfectly fitted to her body, barely wrinkled, looking clean and powerful.
The hem of the outfit brushed just past her thighs, with only a forearm’s distance to the knee-high boots, perfectly showcasing her graceful leg curves and elastic fair skin.
In her white-gloved hands, she grasped a military knife glinting with a cold light, pointed sharply toward the ground, exuding an intimidating presence.
“Where’s the monster?”
Not finding anything, L looked puzzledly at Miti, who subtly shifted her body to block the sight of the charred mess of labor and cola on the floor.
“Just ran away.”
“Damn, so close!”
Sumu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, just close enough.
