Chapter 230.2 - Extra – Floating City Battle Team 2

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He’d grown up on the Star of Bliss, and these things more or less always came with obscure associations.

However, this guy had actually worn a glove just to hold the guinea pig’s leash. keP2Dd

This guy was weird!

In the bedroom, Mao Dongqing recorded Little Orange’s demerit and warning for illegally invading a private house. He would be taken to the detention center for the genetically modified and confined. Additionally, he’d used the catnip for stir fry and would be punished for taking drugs.

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The two of them quickly started to fight in the bedroom. Mao Dongqing effortlessly suppressed Little Orange, then added three days to the confinement period.

In Little Orange’s warm bedroom, Mao Dongqing pressed down on the cat-eared youth’s spine, keeping a considerable distance between them. Little Orange looked behind him in anger, but could only see the flying cloak, the law enforcement officer’s white shirt and army trousers, and the long straight legs.

Mao Dongqing: “You still haven’t reached adulthood. You can choose not to go to school.” d37oO8

“But since you’ve registered in Floating City, before you reach adulthood, I have the right to discipline you.”

So, Little Orange was thrown into a cell.

The confinement room was extremely boring. Not only did it not have any cat treats, there was also a self-taught physics folk scientist who insisted on teaching him basic physics. lH3MYN

Little Orange kicked away this folk scientist and took out the remaining catnip from his pocket.

Then, he was reported by the folk scientist, once again for taking drugs.

Outside the confinement room, Researcher Song was really helpless as he released Little Orange and tossed him to Mao Dongqing, letting him do as he liked. At the same time, he praised Shao Yu, who’d been the one to report Little Orange. D5JN90

After going out, the Little Orange who’d eaten a few pieces of catnip was floating, walking around like he had no center of gravity. When he saw Mao Dongqing, he even talked back to him. Today was the day where he would be injected with MHCC, so wouldn’t they be killing off a cat if they didn’t give it to him?

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Mao Dongqing took him to the medical room and injected a tube of MHCC into Little Orange’s arm.

Without catnip to lessen the pain, Little Orange mewled and howled, his body cold. lWGF8k

Mao Dongqing didn’t say a thing.

Little Orange’s hair stiffened in anger, and he pounced abruptly at Mao Dongqing. The orange cat’s teeth and claws were flying everywhere, and Mao Dongqing slowly retreated. Little Orange leapt on him fiercely, his arm wrapping around Mao Dongqing, wanting to bite him to vent his anger.

The law enforcement officer held down Little Orange’s forehead, slowly moved him away, and then lightly patted him on the back.

Little Orange suddenly fell silent. APL9Z8

The MHCC injection was completed.

Regardless of whether it was genetically modified humans or cats, MHCC was something that would be with them all their lives.

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After the pain passed, Little Orange lifted up an arm to wipe away the physiological tears.

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Little Orange: “This one. Pack it up well.”

The shop assistant: “……” Dear customer, this is a guinea pig, you just have to pick up the cage and go, there’s no way to pack it up! wVRQny

Little Orange spoke to himself, “It’s so fat, why would anyone like a guinea pig. Why not raise an orange cat instead.”

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The shop assistant was confused, “Orange cat? An orange cat is even fatter… ah, why are you angry!”

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Floating City Battle Team was on a tight schedule. After the White Moonlight training match, they would enter a period of closed training.

Little Orange held up the cage, letting it swing. When he saw the guinea pig tremble and shiver, he switched to holding the cage, then finally hugged the cage.

He casually sent a message to Red, “Lobster?? Leave some for me, you’re not allowed to eat it all! Not allowed!”

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White Moonlight building.

Red had no choice but to leave a few scattered pieces for Little Orange. He coated it with mustard and put it into Wu Jin’s small fridge to keep cold.

Wu Jin: “And then what? And then what?!”

Red: “And then? Little Orange messed around and played more than he worked when he went to become a live broadcast anchor, so he was sent off by my big brother to a cat cafe. He doesn’t like to work, but he’ll run over to find my big brother every few days. When he works, he’s just sleeping together with the cats.” CZwIXc

“Later on, I don’t know what was going on with him for a period of time.”

“During that period, my big brother presided over a youth innovation competition in Floating City as a law enforcement officer. For some reason, Little Orange went to participate as well. When my big brother gave him his certificate while wearing a mask, his entire person turned, ah, he was frozen stiff! Little Orange is 1.71 meters tall, standing amidst a group of little carrot head children and going to find my big brother for a certificate. That scene, hahahaha!”

Wu Jin thought about it, “Little Orange’s knowledge as a genetically modified human, was it all taught to him by Brother Dongqing?” pDEgKU

Red nodded, “Yeah, he taught him personally for a month. In theory, all the genetically modified who are registered in Floating City should be assigned a guide. Little Orange was assigned to my big brother because he’s a special situation. He’ll be guided until he reaches adulthood.”

Wu Jin suddenly understood. This was the chick effect.

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Red: “Later on, Floating City built their battle team, and I thought about that time when Little Orange stole catnip. Nobody noticed it at all, so why not have him try out for the scout position.”

“As a result, he got the spot!”

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“At the beginning, my big brother didn’t allow it. He said that his body fat ratio was a little high, and then Little Orange blew up again…”

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At the entrance to the White Moonlight building, Little Orange returned with the guinea pig.

He’d also bought a box of marshmallows for Wu Jin along the way.

After all, it had been Wu Jin who’d first released him, and this cat still wanted to repay him for his kindness.

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At this time, it was already close to dinner time. White Moonlight had just announced that ‘lobster baked rice was available for dinner’, and the trainees, team support staff, and active team members were all flocking to the canteen!

The elevators were blocked like never before.

Little Orange held the guinea pig and was still stewing over that sentence ‘orange cats are fatter’ from the shop assistant.

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At the time, Mao Dongqing had also said that he had a high body fat ratio.

What was wrong with being an orange cat! Their body fat ratio was just like this! If they weren’t fat, how could they have paw pads, how could they be entirely silent when they touched a gun! So, that night, Little Orange had rushed into Mao Dongqing’s private house, forcing him to look at his own abdominal muscles and biceps.

Mao Dongqing immediately reprimanded him for not dressing himself properly, and then the law enforcement officer draped his robe over his shoulders. It had a light scent of trees and berries on it.

Little Orange quietly took Mao Dongqing’s sleeping robe home with him. l28ZnY

According to his bones, Little Orange would reach adulthood in October that year.

Mao Dongqing’s relationship with him as a guide would also be officially over then.

Before going out on a trip with the Floating City Battle Team for the first time, Little Orange had asked Mao Dongqing whether or not he’d be a guide again. O9u6dk

Mao Dongqing had shaken his head.

He would be accompanying the guinea pig through the last part of its life.

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Little Orange thought to himself. b8eKdg

He wanted to have Mao Dongqing accompany him, and it was best if he didn’t have to receive discipline and guidance. If he took another charge––he would go and take the examination to become a guide and snatch up Mao Dongqing’s charge.

There was always someone who came first, and someone who arrived after.

He didn’t want to snatch him away from the guinea pig.

But nobody else was allowed to snatch him away from Little Orange. 2c5oPR

Squeak.xiin: (omg juu’s comment makes me feel mildly guilty for having a brain full of cat-eared boy bottom x strict disciplinary Mao Dongqing scenes… am i the only one) iAGWET

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