Infinite Stream: Fox Cub's Black Cat Gachapon Game

It’s not that Wenren Yihan has mysophobia, but it’s not accurate to say that he doesn’t have it either.

He can accept having dirt on his skin occasionally, but he won't allow even a few tiny black spots on his fur.

So now he looked at the purple-black liquid on his furry tail and curled his lips, feeling very angry.

"Where do you want to go?"

Squinting his eyes, Wen Ren Yihuan looked at the eyes under the tip of the knife with a half-smile and a kind face.

If the stone lion had not to eat these things in order to make the [Disaster] energy in the copy disappear, he would have asked Gong Chi to help him "fry, boil and stir-fry" the eyeballs and then throw them into the hazardous waste bin.

His furry hair! His most beloved tail tip!!!

Originally, the [disasters] didn't take him seriously.

Wenren Yihan is just a player after all. The most he can do is break them up. It will just take some time to put them back together as individuals.

Then [Hope] meow appeared.

The light filled the cracks in the dark villa, and all the [disasters] visible and invisible to the naked eye were shrouded. Black viscous liquid flowed everywhere like a rat crossing the street being chased and beaten.

The seven boxes of aggregates evaporated into the air like dried sewage.

[Hope], who was exhausted, lay in Pandora's arms and whimpered.

"Little kitty is so tired, wuwuwu, I don't want to be a little kitty in my next life..."

"What would you like to do if you weren't a cat?"

Wenren Yihan, who is ready for the "second round", thinks it's good to be a cat. It's great to have his own furry self.

"Little dried fish wuwuwu... I want some delicious little dried fish wuwuwu..."

Wenren Yihan: I don’t really understand the feeling of wanting to be food, but he doesn’t want to be a chicken leg anyway.

Just when the [Disasters] discovered that the [Hope] cat had reached its purification limit and could not have any impact on the rest of them, they were preparing to make a comeback.

Wenren Yihan used a Miao Dao to pry a purple eyeball off the wall and threw it into Qi Xiaochen's urn.

The [Disasters] who witnessed everything crowded together, probably to laugh at this player for not knowing the rules. A broken jar could not threaten them at all.

The stone lion sighed, covered his nose with his paws to prepare himself mentally for three seconds, and then swallowed the eyeballs in the jar in one gulp.

"vomit……"

Be patient, and you will become rich and powerful.

"Ugh, vomit..."

I can't stand it any longer...

"Dorayaki." Wenren Yihan reminded it.

Stone lion: I can only bear it a little bit...

The [Disasters] did not wait for the eyeballs thrown into the jar to run out, but instead found that the purple-black substance on the wall that formed the eyeballs evaporated out of thin air.

Realizing that the newcomer had ill intentions, the [Disasters] raised their spikes again and shot them towards Wenren Yihan from all directions in the west.

Wen Ren Yihuan jumped up by stepping on the furniture beside her, used the wall for leverage, her skirt fluttering slightly, and she turned gracefully in the air to avoid the sharp attacks of the [Disasters].

"Wen Dao" pushed away the oncoming spikes, and the scabbard slid down the wall from top to bottom.

Then he used the tip of the knife to poke a slightly flattened eyeball with the mark of the scabbard.

Squinting his eyes, Wen Ren Yihuan's golden pupils lit up and he smiled at the eyeball that thought it had moved silently to the wall next to his ear.

"Why are you still cutting in line..."

His eyes twitched and he began to run along the edge of the wall.

……

"How about this, meow. In this game, meow has one chance to 'Charm' indiscriminately. When you open the door, meow will release 'Charm' on the [Disaster] near the management room door and take them away from here... You can go find Fox..."

[Devil] Meow's tone was as heavy as an old father's, but also a little relieved. It was just that he had never thought of using "charm" on such a disgusting thing in his life. He felt a little physically nauseous.

"vomit……"

Gong Chi:?

Forcibly breaking open the door of the management room also involves other players.

Cocoa Squirrel Biscuit: "Don't look at me. When I participate in the game, my head is tied to my wrist and I swing it for fun..."

"Snoring Brother": "I was the one who caused this trouble. Don't even think about chopping the door. You can even chop me..."

Black Cat in Peaked Cap: "That's OK, meow... Anyway, I have plenty of doors. Just make sure that [Disaster] doesn't come in from the time you open the door until you leave. I will be responsible for closing the door again."

With a scythe in his hand, the door of the management room was broken open, and the [Demon] Meow, who was about to launch the "Charm", was stunned.

It’s so clean, meow, I can’t see any dirt, meow…

Gong Chi was not at all surprised that the [disaster] disappeared.

He was worried that if [Hope] chose to offset [Disaster], the energy generated would affect Wen Ren Yihuan, so he strode into the villa with concern.

Lying on the ground was a black object that barely resembled a human figure.

The demon beauty showed no emotion or joy on her face as she was pulling the Miao Dao out of the man's throat.

"famous person."

Seeing that he was not injured and looked fierce, Gong Chi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Help! Help, there's something dirty in Duck Meow!!"

After leaving the management room, [Devil] Meow and Gong Chi went to look for Wenren Yihan and the others separately. Gong Chi had a smooth journey, but [Devil] Meow was in trouble.

It just chose the room where a few escaped eyeballs were hiding, then it became furious and activated its "charm", taking the escaped fish and rushing towards Mr. Wenren Little Fisherman.

Just when I was feeling sleepy, the cat handed me a pillow.

It just happened to save Wenren Yihan the trouble of catching them one by one.

Using both the scabbard and the blade, Wen Ren Yihuan took out two more eyeballs in one move. He swung the tip of the knife and threw the trophy into the urn.

Gong Chi probably understood what he needed to do, and before Wenren Yihan continued to grab his eyeballs, he swung his sickle beautifully.

Five or six eyeballs were neatly lined up in a row and embedded in the blade. Gong Chi took them off and threw them to the stone lion.

One of them was half rotten, but it was still rubbing towards the direction of the [Devil] Meow.

"Ugh..." [Devil] Meow swore that this was the most abstract thing it had ever charmed.

Gong Chi was about to laugh at it when a vomiting sound came from the urn.

"Cough, vomit..."

"Meow..."

Gong Chi:?

With Gong Chi's help, Wenren Yihan relaxed a little and pulled the black thing on the tip of his tail in the corner.

"what happened?"

Seeing that he kept pursing his lips and looked very depressed, Gong Chi lifted the hair on the side of his face and asked him in a soft voice.

"My tail..."

The big fox couldn't rub or knead the dirt on the tip of its tail, so it stuffed its tail into Gong Chi's arms in grievance.

"Help me with this..."

Why can't I clean this thing? It won't stay this color forever, right? Is there a dry-cleaning shop in the hotel commercial area?

Gong Chi glanced at the small purple-black spot on the tip of the cherry-colored tail, rubbed the tail twice without making a sound, and then said seriously:

"Don't worry, I'll help you."