! 15 minutes?!
[Wait, Poo, is there sothing wrong with the tir?? How co there are only 15 minutes left??]
Poo scratched his head and whispered in a hushed tone.
[Host, you spent more than 30 minutes battling the ow warriors!]
Castra had never expected that he actually wasted so many tis dealing with those demons in disguise.
Seeing that the countdown was still ticking, slowly going down to 14 minutes, Castra anxiously looked at the constipated orange cat not far from his place.
Being a Poop Shoveler was already bad enough and now, he had to be an ergency vet??
And with no extra pay on top of that??
The spirit world is the real capitalist world!
After grumbling and venting his frustration, Castra flicked his hand, suddenly summoning Lloyd, who was already battered with all kinds of bite and scratch marks.
[Huh? Host? What are you going to do? There’s no *beep* yet to scoop!]
Poo floated around anxiously, his mind spinning fast like a hamster wheel.
With the orange cat not producing any *beep*...what if his host failed the first mission?
Should he abandon his host, or should he abandon his host?
Ahhh! It’s hard to choose!
Unaware of Poo’s sinister thoughts, Castra was also battling with his conscience.
The devil and angel versions of himself was already quarrelling noisily.
The little devil shouted:
’Use that skill! Guaranteed to produce quality *beep*!’
The little angel imdiately shed tears:
’No, you must not! Look at the cat, so thin and pitiful! How could you be so cruel?!’
Little devil: Do it! Do it! Complete the mission and slack off!
Little angel: No! Find another way!
...what way?
Little angel: uh...
The little angel, Castra’s tiny conscience, was speechless and the little devil imdiately sealed the deal.
Let’s go! Use that skill!
Castra’s almost non-existent conscience was instantly thrown away and the young man quickly summoned his dear partner—
Lloyd the shovel.
The mont the shovel appeared, Castra’s heart ached at the sight of its battered body, but he could only apologize.
"I’m sorry, pal. Please do one more thing for ."
Before Poo could even understand what Castra was going to do, Castra suddenly rushed towards the squatting cat with the 2-ter-shovel in his hand!
The squatting cat sensed sothing and turned around with scrunched face, only to see an unfamiliar humanoid spirit.
Its golden eyes with vertical pupils dilated and its fur instantly exploded like a firecracker.
"owww! Who are you?! Intruder?!"
How dare you peek at this king pooping!!
But before the cat could scold the intruder, its constipation was at the peak, its stomach crumbled in pain.
The cat’s mind was distracted for a split second.
In that split second, Castra’s eyes glead with a cunning light and his lips curled into a cruel, sinister smile.
A chance!
Before the cat could react, Castra brought Llyod to the cat’s rear at the speed of lightning and...thrust into the hole.
"Laxative skill— activated!"
BEEP. [Laxative skill is activated.]
Skill rank: F (growth type)
PA!
The cat, who was distracted by its constipation, suddenly felt a strange push from its rear and its face instantly turned into a scream painting.
ow ow? What did this hooman do just now??
It can’t be— it can’t be??!!
The mont the realisation struck, the cat almost jumped three feet into the air!
It’s entire body exploded like a big fur ball and its fangs popped up out of its mouth, resembling a vampire.
"OWWWW!! HOW DARE YOU, PUNY HUMAN— "
The cat instantly kicked Llyod with its hind legs, directly blasting Castra away by several ters.
Bang!
Caught off guard, Castra was thrown like a rag doll, landing right on his b*tt, several ters away from the cat.
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"
Damn! What kind of kick was that??
It felt like being kicked by a transforr!!
Before Castra could stand up, the cat was already hissing in a high-pitched voice, about to lunge into Castra when a mysterious force appeared on its bulging belly, stirring sothing inside.
The cat’s golden eyes subconsciously dilate, its whiskers trembling.
"This! This, ow— "
It suddenly felt as if a ray of light ca from the sky, shining on its ass.
It’s now!!
The cat imdiately went into a crouching position, grunted hard and pushed with all of his might!!
Castra saw the cat’s reaction and imdiately put down Llyod before clapping his hands, his eyes full of expectation.
"Keep going! I can see the head!"
"Yes, yes, you’re doing great! It’s there— "
Plop. Plop. Plop.
Three round chocolate balls finally ca out of the rear.
It’s out!!
Castra subconsciously sprang to his feet, clapping until his palms were red.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Congratulations, congratulations! It’s a triplet!!"
The cat also sighed in relief but it kept pushing and pushing, producing another seven round balls, all healthy, and active...?
Castra looked at the round balls that suddenly floated in the air.
Then, the balls...flew away like the Golden snitch.
...? ow ow?
Fly...fly away?!
Is this scientific??
At the sa ti, the Spirit World’s notification sounded.
BEEP. [Detecting a *beep*.]
[Passive skill Absolute Scooper is activated.]
[PS: Clean so sh*t!!]
In that instant, Castra’s body and his shovel moved in its own, pouncing straight on the flying poops.
!!
"Ahhhh! This damn passive skill!!"
"Wait, wait, don’t run— I an don’t fly! Hey! Hey! Hey!!!"
Castra waved his shovel around as his body slowly flushed red, his eyes turned red.
Snots and tears started to stread down his face.
"A-achoo! Achoo! Damn these lil sh*ts!!"
Castra, the poop Shoveler who was allergic to poop and Llyod, the shovel who was also allergic to poop, went against all odds and finally, finally, just an inch away from capturing the sh*t—
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