Infinite Stream: Fox Cub's Black Cat Gachapon Game

"Hello, I'm Qidie, the one who wanted to rub you last time but didn't."

Still wearing the familiar cool black outfit, the cheerful Qidie laughed at Gong Chi and started to poach people in front of him without any hesitation.

"Handsome brother, is there a guild? Do you want to join our guild? Our guild is very friendly to newcomers. Not only do we have veterans like me who can teach us how to play, but we also guarantee job placement. There are a lot of single ladies. If you like a young man, I can help you find one. Then you can have a successful career and love life..."

"He does not need it."

Gong Chi stopped Wenren Yihan who was stunned by what he heard.

"Are you the worm in someone's stomach? How do you know that the little brother doesn't need it? Don't delay my recruitment."

It's not that she wanted to go against Gong Chi on purpose. Qidie just wanted to trick people into coming to the guild first, and then naturally establish a good relationship with Wenren Yihan. Then she would have more opportunities to take advantage of him.

"Do you want to redeem the Gachapon from the last game?"

By asking a question, Gong Chi attracted Wenren Yihan's attention to himself.

"No."

After rejecting this proposal, for Wenren Yihan, these eleven capsule toys are just eleven capsule toys until they are opened.

Once opened, there might be eleven capsule toys' worth of air.

Keep it... It's better to keep it, there's still hope for the fox...

Big Pink Fox, I'm here...

Before Qidie could finish imagining her furry life, the two of them disappeared.

Gong Chi brought Wenren Yihuan, who was still savoring the benefits, into the studio.

Qidie gritted her teeth and rolled her eyes, then turned around and put on a pitiful look.

"Sister Fengling QAQ."

The tall lady shook her head helplessly.

"Okay, dear, it's time for our copy too."

【Welcome to the Gachapon Game: Winter Train】

[Identification in progress]

[Name: Not Mad Hatter (Wen Ren Yi Huan)]

【Sex: Male】

[Race: Mixed]

[Difficulty of this game: Level 5]

[Identity in this game: It is an ordinary winter day. The sun hangs listlessly in the sky, ready to strike at any time. You board a train.

There is no pure good or evil.

On the surface, you are a pickpocket, but in fact, you are a pickpocket with an identity.

You are a police informant, the chaotic good kind.

I got on this train for a reason.

You thought it was just an ordinary, boring journey, but the passengers on the bus were all a little weird.

This is a faction war, and the only thing players care about is their stance... right?

Anyway, this game has both good and evil.

There are not only living people like you on the train, but also dead people who have not yet reached the other side.

But life is not necessarily good, and death is not necessarily evil.

Some people are still breathing, but they are even more inhuman than the evil spirits in the eighteen levels of hell. 】

[Objective of this game: To be determined.]

This game lasts until the train reaches the terminal station. Players who fail to complete the game goal cannot pass the level and need to play the game again. 】

[Identity target: Not everyone is trustworthy, so please make sure not to let the train attendant discover your identity. I mean don’t let the train attendant discover your identity.

That may bring you unexpected trouble, this is Meow's advice.

Find out why you're on this train... what? Why not just tell you, meow? You're dreaming... and then decide where you stand.

This is related to your goal for this game, meow. 】

A train with a lot of black cats painted on its body was running along a winding mountain road.

White sheets with black cats printed on them, white pillows with black cats printed on them, and white quilts with a bunch of black cats printed on them.

The big fox woke up from the bed and sniffed to make sure there was no strange smell. He began to miss the crown nest that Gong Chi gave him, his soft and warm fox nest.

A small single compartment with a small black suitcase placed at the door.

After opening it in a few seconds, there was nothing inside.

"Fox Fox...it's empty, meow."

Ever since complaining to Wenren Yihan about how boring the prop bar was, Milk Tea Master Cat rarely enters the prop bar anymore. It has transformed from a prop cat into a free prop cat.

The kitten jumped into the box and climbed into the mezzanine to check.

Tilting his head, Wen Ren Yihuan also turned into a fox cub and crawled into the suitcase, swinging his big tail and sniffing around.

The two dumplings conducted a carpet search of the suitcase.

The Wenren fox cub finally stopped at the right side of the bottom of the box, and then used its claws to cut open the thin cloth on the wall of the box.

A corner of the khaki thing inside was exposed.

As expected, there are surprises everywhere in a fox's life.

It was a sealed file bag, and judging from the wrinkles on the bag, it must contain quite a bit of stuff.

"Hello, ticket check."

It seemed that someone from the train was knocking on the door.

Without opening the door immediately, Wenren Yi took the file bag and threw it on the bed, then pulled the quilt to cover it.

After groping for a long time, he finally took out a ticket from his pocket with the gender registered as female.

"female?"

Is this because the copy is not rigorous enough or...

[Meow! Look what you found?

Yes, your ticket is wrong. Why? Because you stole it.

Please deal with the ticket inspector's inspection, otherwise it will be bad if the train police come. 】

The staff member, whose patience was almost exhausted, knocked on the door twice more, and when he was about to knock for the third time, the door opened.

The staff member waiting for ticket checking wanted to show some displeasure, but was stunned for a moment.

The straps of the white dress were half hanging on the shoulders of the cherry-haired beauty. It seemed that "she" had just woken up from a deep sleep, put on some clothes and opened the door.

This... I didn’t hear them say that there was a beautiful woman getting on the bus?

The big fox handed over the ticket and waited for him to check it and then fiddle with the sealed bag. The fox was curious and anxious.

As a result, the staff member who had been knocking on the door anxiously just now was no longer in a hurry.

Wenren Yihan thought he was discovered and wondered if he would be able to fit the suitcase if he knocked the man unconscious. After all, it would be troublesome if he alerted the train police.

Since there was a problem with his ticket, he might as well go all out and solve the problem of ticket inspection.

“That…that…” the staff member stammered, pointing at his fingers.

"Ah."

With his fingers clenched into a fist, Wenren Yihan took a step towards the staff.

Seeing Wenren Yihan approaching, the staff seemed even more at a loss.

The big fox facing the panicked staff: He really found out that there is something wrong with me.

Actual staff: So close, so beautiful...

The staff member plucked up the courage to hold the phone in front of Wenren Yihan with a red face.

"Can I scan the QR code and add you as a friend? I can use either WeChat or QQ..."

Wenren Yihan, who almost beat someone up, quietly put his hands behind his back and rubbed his wrists.

I gripped too hard and got cramps. I feel so sore.

But the problem arose again. He had a hard time finding a train ticket, so where did he see a cell phone?

But for humans, telling others that you don’t have a mobile phone would seem suspicious.

The man and the fox were in a stalemate at the door of the carriage, and the staff member had no awareness of taking the ticket for registration.

No professional ethics, so annoying.

"Honey, I told you that we should just share a room. Look, you're being entangled by someone else."

The man in the trench coat with milk tea patches strode towards the big fox, with a handsome face and cute clothes that obviously didn't match the style.

It's hard not to think that it's the preference of the one at home.

He seemed to be skillfully putting his arm around the beautiful woman's shoulders, and Gong Chi glanced at the staff who were hurriedly taking back their phone.

"Excuse me, is there anything else?"

He dared to strike up a conversation with her because it was a single room. Who knew she had a boyfriend?!

The staff member, who was so embarrassed that he was about to dig a hole in the ground, shook his head frantically and turned around and walked away without even checking the tickets.

This man’s eyes are so scary, run away!

"Thank you."

The big fox who had solved the problem took advantage of the fact that no one was around and quietly let out its tail to circle the man's thigh.

"Little Fox……"

Gong Chi grabbed his wrist.

Does this fox know what he is doing?

[Now, please gather in the restaurant car]

[All passengers please assemble in the restaurant car now]

Two notification sounds are repeated and overlapped.

[Three meals are served in the restaurant car for a limited time (meow). Each meal is served in a buffet style and lasts for two hours. Players (passengers) are requested to abide by the restaurant rules when dining, do not cut in line, and avoid waste.

Players, please take this opportunity to get familiar with your future teammates or opponents.]

He said he wanted to meet his teammates who were familiar with the opponent, but when he entered the restaurant car, he saw that they were all familiar faces.

"I won't even mention beating you up today. If you make me angry, I'll just throw you out of the car..."

The crying butterfly, fiddling with an empty glass bottle in her hand, threatened the troublemaker Chiwu.

She is less than 1.6 meters tall, but she manages to give off the aura of a 1.8-meter-tall big sister.

Ordinary passengers secretly glanced at the quarreling people.

It’s fun, who doesn’t like it? Let’s fight.

Completely unaffected, Wen Ren Yihuan walked straight past the noisy people and stopped in front of the big pot of food with great anticipation.

The potato cubes in the pot are stewed until they are soft and fluffy, and the chicken cubes are bright in color and look tender and fresh.

He smelled it when he just arrived at the restaurant door. Although his cooking skills seemed to be not as good as Gong Chi's, he couldn't let others cook for him in his house.

Just eat whatever you can, you can't go hungry anyway.

It smells so good, my ears seem to be popping out?

Amid the puzzled looks of other passengers who were picking up dishes and rice, the big fox took away the braised chicken and the pot without any psychological burden at all.

It’s enough for him to hold a big pot full.

"Little fox...you..."

Gong Chi paused as he looked at the pot of food on the table, raised his hand and pressed his knuckles against his lips and chuckled. Thinking of a certain fox outside the house who kept asking for another bowl of food at every meal, he began to doubt whether this pot would be enough for him.

"What's wrong? Isn't self-service just about getting it yourself?"

Wenren Yihan, who had already swallowed a chicken leg, licked his chopsticks. Did he understand it wrongly?

"...That's right...Did I starve you when we were away?" Gong Chi asked uncertainly.

"well enough."

It’s enough to be only 50% full. After all, if a small fox like him is too fat, he will really look like a ball.

And what if Gong Chi knew that he was such a big eater and stopped cooking for the big fox in the future?

Really worried fox.

Outside the train, snowflakes were rustling, uncontrollably blown by the wind, and large flakes of them were blown onto the windows.

It was all white and I couldn't see the scenery outside clearly.

Wen Ren Yihan changed back into a light pink sweatshirt and pointed with her fingertips at a standard hexagonal snowflake that was melting on the window, wondering what she was thinking.

The reflection of a snowflake in those golden eyes must be very beautiful, but unfortunately he couldn't see the front side now.

Gong Chi did not move his chopsticks. He sat with his arms folded opposite the unaware monster and looked at him quietly.

The heating in the train is quite good.

With his hands clasped in front of his face, Wen Ren Yihan tilted his head back and blew onto the car window.

A large foggy area instantly formed on the glass.

Wen Ren Yihan drew on it with his slender fingers, and pressed it lightly to finish the stroke. Then he turned his head and smiled slightly at the person sitting opposite him.

"look."

I thought the big fox was just scribbling something, but when he called out to me, I realized he seemed to have written something on it.

"Ok?"

Looking in the direction of Wenren Yihuan's finger, Gong Chi pursed his lips quickly.

"Palace dismissal".

His name was written in a slightly childish font, and the dot in the word "执" was playfully curved into a semicircle.

It was his last push.

"Does it look good?"

Wenren Yihuan did not suppress the last tone of seeking praise.

"nice."

“Why write about him?”

Gong Chi leaned his arms on the table, folded his hands under his chin and asked him.

This action allowed his body to lean forward slightly, getting closer to Wenren Yihuan.

"Because he would tell me I was 'good-looking'."

In fact, the big fox knows that his handwriting is not very beautiful, but Gong Chi will praise him, so let him praise himself while praising the fox.

The noise in the restaurant suddenly disappeared, and Gong Chi could only hear his own heartbeat.

What a loud sound! No wonder a certain fox always says that.

A small figure stood beside the table for two.

It seemed that a passenger's child was not kept under surveillance and wandered over to Wenren Yihan and the others.

The little boy was only seven or eight years old at most, with slightly long hair and round eyes. But unlike most parents who like to feed their children to be plump and white, he seemed to be a little malnourished.

Twisting the washed-bleached hem of his clothes over and over again with his fingers, the little boy looked at Gong Chi timidly, and then decisively spoke to Wenren Yihuan, who looked more gentle and beautiful.

"Brother... hello..."

"Hello."

Wenren Yihan left Gong Chi, who was slightly distracted, and responded to the little brother who greeted him.

He is a polite human cub who doesn't shout.

"Brother...can you give me some of this chicken? I really want to eat it...just a little bit..."

Perhaps because he was afraid that Wenren Yihuan would be angry, he deliberately used his already small fingers to make an even smaller "dot".

Who will eat that little bit?

Taking a bowl from the dining table, Wenren Yihan picked out several pieces of tender chicken thighs and mushrooms, and then added some vegetables to give to the little boy who was about to drool.

The little boy stood on tiptoe to take the bowl from Wenren Yihan's hand. The originally amiable big fox suddenly changed his expression.

"elder brother?"

Thinking that Wenren Yihan had changed his mind, the little boy leaned on his arm, not knowing whether to take it or not.

"If you have any trouble, you can come to me for help."

"Okay...ok...thank you brother."

Holding the bowl, the little boy bowed steadily at an angle of more than 90 degrees. Instead of looking for his family in the restaurant, he took small steps and left the restaurant.

Staring at the small figure as it disappeared, Wenren Yihan closed his eyes and recalled the dense pinhole marks on the boy's arm that were revealed when his sleeve fell down when he took the bowl.