Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

Chapter Ch230.1 - Extra – Floating City Battle Team 2

translator: xiin

editors: apricot & juurensha

The air in the room was cold enough to kill.

In the middle of Wu Jin’s daze, his memory quickly rolled back. The Empire, the Star of Bliss, the auction, the hotel room––

The cat-eared youth was chased around the room by the big boss, frightened into meowing and howling, “Master, he’s very scary! Master, my safe word is ‘orange cat’, master, he wants to beat me up! Orange cat! Master! Orange cat, orange cat!”

Wu Jin suddenly realized, “Safe word is…”

There was a sudden chill from behind him. Wu Jin turned back and saw Wei Shi standing there in the dark, his eyes cold as his arms slowly lowered to his sides.

“!” When Wu Jin’s gaze met Wei Shi’s, his sense of crisis increased, “Is… what?”

There was a click.

By the door, Zoe was furious as he warmed up his joints, the sniper’s eyes locked on Wei Shi. Your guys’ Floating City Battle Team captain and scout are really quite interesting. You even taught Little Witch to play like this?!

The atmosphere that had stiffened until it almost held substance was shattered apart by Zoe as a commotion was kicked up amidst the crowd of people. Caesar looked at Wu Jin with instant admiration; Wen Lin rubbed his eyebrows frantically as he was in a dilemma from both sides; Red jumped up on the spot and ran out the door dragging the Floating City Team scout with him! This scout hadn’t been easy to find!

It wasn’t easy to create a cat-type genetically modified human. There was only this one cat who could sneak across the entire map and scout without making a single sound––

Clang!

Little Orange’s ears flattened instantly, and the brown hair on the top of his head stood up in anger.

Wei Shi drove the genetically modified cat out the door, his means fierce and ruthless! The room was in chaos as Wu Jin tried his best to hold down the big boss, “Wait a minute, what does a safe word mean…”

Outside the door, Little Orange was still meowing and howling. The genetically modified cat had no respect for the Floating City Team captain and wanted to come back in through a crack in the door. When Wei Shi’s expressionless face appeared at the door, Little Orange was scared into retreat, howling blindly and desperately through the door, “Master, orange cat, orange cat!”

Caesar looked at Wu Jin in surprise, “Little Witch, you must be kidding. How can you not know what the word means! I gave you several thousands of those short films…”

Wei Shi slowly turned towards Caesar.

Wu Jin wanted to cry but had no tears, “I really don’t know, I––ah, that’s not right, Brother Caesar, run quickly!”

A Caesar was then pushed out of the room. Fortunately, Zoe believed Wu Jin and seriously explained the meaning of a safe word in an S&M context. Wu Jin was stunned when he heard this, and his small curls were scared silly. Outside the door, Red saw that Little Orange was still kicking up a fuss and feared that the Floating City Team’s scout position would be murdered by their own captain. However, he had no way to deal with this damned cat, so Red had no choice but to make a call, “Big brother––”

The call connected.

Little Orange immediately jumped up like his cat tail was on fire, “You’re not allowed to tattle to your big brother!”

Red explained, “I’m not filing a complaint. I’m afraid that my brother will be lonely at home. I’m caring for that lonely old man.”

Little Orange was angry and lifted up a clawed hand, pasting it onto Red’s face, “You’re the old one!”

After they fought in a mess of limbs, the majority of the team followed Caesar to eat lobster sashimi.

Caesar was genuinely surprised at discovering Wu Jin and Wei Shi’s real relationship, but in the next second, his attention had already been switched to the lobster.

Zoe: “……” Caesar was a single-celled creature, wasn’t he? What was his girlfriend thinking? Dating an amoeba?

The staff passageway that led to the White Moonlight canteen wound around in all directions.

When they arrived at the food ingredient room.

The crowd of active contestants had crammed in through a gap in the door. The robot that was guarding the lobster had originally been dividing up the seasoning. It was alright when it lifted its head and saw Zoe, but when it recognized Caesar’s face, it was instantly shocked!

Caesar was there! Alarms went off everywhere!

Caesar beckoned, “Quickly, quickly, quickly, grab two bites and run. The shrimp tastes like ice cream––”

Wu Jin had been at White Moonlight for a year now and was skilled at messing around with Caesar. Before the kitchen uncle and leader could show up, Wu Jin pulled out all the dishes and tossed them at the crowd of players. The shrimp had already been peeled by the robots. Caesar pulled out his pocket knife, his hands moving like virtual shadows as he chopped and stabbed, garlic coming out of the bulb and mixing in with the shrimp, the super sweet shrimp pieces crystalline and translucent. Red was to the side, digging around for ice cubes and lemons.

Zoe’s eyelids twitched, and he finally helped Red, “That way.”

A few minutes later, the leader appeared, panting for breath.

There was nobody in the ingredients room. The little robot was like a rag doll crying in the corner as it recharged itself.

White Moonlight Building, 7th story sky garden.

After the lemons were all used up, Wen Lin went back to his dorm room to find an orange instead.

Zoe was on a call, and Red rushed over to Wu Jin and Wei Shi, “Brother Wei, Researcher Song said that the cat is a rare breed, so you can’t do anything serious to him!”

“When we were selecting a player for the scout position, nobody could run faster than him! Little Orange might be a little naughty, but Brother Wei, don’t worry, my big brother will deal with him when we get back!”

Wu Jin was amused, “Your big brother can manage Little Orange?”

Red: “Sigh! We have to go back to the beginning to explain. The genetically modified people in Floating City are all well paid. Not only do they receive medicine on a regular basis, they also have work arranged for them. At first, Little Orange showed up with Researcher Song’s business card, so because of Researcher Song’s influence, the researchers gave him an assistant position. Yet as a result, the cat played games at work every day.”

“Then, my big brother made the decision to change his job to being a game anchor…”

Blue Star, flower and bird market.

Little Orange, wearing headphones, took the bus to the south of the market, the same place that Wu Jin and his group had visited that morning.

There were several junior high school students playing an FPS (first person shooter) game on the suspension bus. Little Orange glanced over, then turned around disdainfully. Noobs!

From behind him, several junior high school girls whispered amongst themselves:

“So cute! Is it a cat ear headset? I haven’t seen it before…”

“Can we take a photo and search it up?”

“We shouldn’t take pictures of others like that…”

Little Orange covered up his cat ears and jumped out of the car.

Several junior high school students who’d been playing games also got off the bus, blocking the front of the platform. The group of boys kicked up a fuss:

“Pick up the gun!”

“Damn it, you picked it up secretly, don’t leave the bunker.”

“Ahhhhh, holy shit, your teammates are shooting you!”

“Ahhhh, who’s hitting you, where’s the enemy, where are you, why can’t I see anything…”

Little Orange spoke languidly, “Turn right 30 degrees, above the balcony.”

The young boy playing the game on his terminal turned right 30 degrees in a hurry and said excitedly, “I see him I see him ah I’m dead I’m dead…”

The screen turned pitch black.

The young boy looked up and thanked Little Orange. At this time, the second game had started on the screen. There was still three minutes until the next bus, so Little Orange gave a few commands, then simply grabbed the terminal and played the game himself. He turned up the camera sensitivity to the maximum settings, and his fingers danced around the touch screen.

On the screen, Little Orange’s casually tossed out sniping was dazzling. Two and a half minutes later, the game was over.

The young boys were in awe and circled around the cat-eared youth, “You’re so amazing, are you a live broadcast anchor? What’s your live broadcast room number? I’ll give you a reward when I get pocket money!”

Little Orange frowned, “To hell with being an anchor!”

The bus arrived with a burst of noise, Little Orange boarded the bus and looked out the window, his thoughts flying everywhere.

After the original job transfer, it had been a bit more interesting to be a game anchor than a research assistant. However, the competition in the interstellar live broadcasting industry was really fierce. He spent three days, doing a full six hours of live broadcasting, yet had only received a 100 credit award!

A single package of high level catnip on the Star Net cost 90 credits.

However, even before he could place an order, Floating City had taken a 20 credit intermediary fee.

Little Orange: “……”

Red, who’d come to collect rent, “You already have privileges as a rare breed! This house was given to you to live in for nothing, mainly to let you have a sense of belonging to Floating City and gradually develop the habit of paying taxes. My brother said that if you continue to only clock in for 2 hours a day, then deducting 20 credits should be considered little!”

Little Orange was really angry, but he couldn’t beat Red in a fight. So, in the afternoon, he took advantage of an opportunity to go to the Floating City Laboratory for a check up. Little Orange snuck into the city lord’s mansion’s pet courtyard and snatched up all of the black cat brothers’ catnip, bringing it home to stir fry.

There was a series of howls in the city lord’s residence that night.

During the morning of the next day, there was a knock on the door of the house that was filled with the burnt smell of fried catnip.

That was the first time he saw Mao Dongqing.

There were two dings as the suspension bus arrived at the station. Little Orange shook his head, not wanting to think about these scattered things in his memories.

The group of junior high students were still chatting around him. Little Orange raised a hand, “Hey, where can I buy a rat here.”

The young boys, “A hamster? Ah, something a little bigger? … You mean, a guinea pig? Go straight and turn right. Are you really not an anchor?!”

Little Orange didn’t turn back as he got off the bus.

A guinea pig.

The guinea pig shop assistant welcomed him enthusiastically, “There have been several waves of customers coming today who all want the ones with the longest life span. Hey, why are these darlings all trembling at the sight of you?”

Little Orange picked up the food in the guinea pig’s cage. At a glance, he found one that looked the most like the one Mao Dongqing had, and his expression was filled with disdain.

The shop assistant was anxious, “Do you not like it…”

Little Orange stared at the guinea pig.

It really was as alike as two peas in a pod with the one Mao Dongqing had.

xiin: ahh Little Orange, stabbing straight at my heart!