Chapter 54

Translated by boilpoil Edited by boilpoil

(TL: In Chinese Internet slang, ‘godlike’ is an adjective that is more often than not used sarcastically, and refers to something ludicrous. I think it’s something you can tell from context, so it’s just a TIL here)

Bright, whose attention is completely focused on feeding his pet, does not know that the camera that is fixed onto them has started operating like crazy.

The show has installed cameras not just to ensure the safety of their property, but also to collect snippets of contestants’ daily lives. After knowing Bright has purchased a pet, the group that is monitoring him has been extra attentive from the start and prepared well. In the end, they waited a whole day but Bright wasn’t home yet. They heard another group say he went for dinner with Ginger.

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They had to work overtime at night and continue their waiting. At long last, they’ve finally reached a meaty segment! They didn’t even think before slapping it onto the front page of the show, livestreaming number 199’s daily life of feeding his pet.

The moment the livestream is on, many onlookers have flooded in, and there is a diverse variety of comments down below.

“How is it only one minute long? Number 199 is a minuteman?! Aaaaaah, my dream of the ideal man has shattered!!!”

“ Upper floor , just wait a bit and keep watching. Even your worldview will be shattered.”

“+1”

“+10086”

“Bunch of retarded fans!” Anti-fans scold.

The person from just now is going, “eh eh eh? He’s hard again? That quickly? I came in late so, can I just kinda ask, how many times has this been?”

A VIP member whose nickname is Analyst comments, with bold and red font, “the ninth time in 15 minutes.”

That person is speechless for a second, before commenting again, “I’ll carefully reassemble my dream back. From now on, I declare that I love him; I don’t need my brains anymore!”

“True●Feed you until full.”

“With how much he’s feeding at once won’t it be bad for the digestive tracts of the pet? It’s been too hungry for too long. The businessmen are all heartless but you can’t feed it that much at once.”

“Upper floor is right. Number 199 is too inexperienced. You can’t spoil the pet, or the master will lose their authority in front of them and it will stop listening. Those pets that mess up the house is due to being spoilt like that.”

“Hello to the rich Daddies on upper floors. Do you happen to need thigh accessories ?”

“To be honest I want to swap places with the dog, hehehe.”

The audience is never satisfied. After they have collected themselves from surprise, they start clamouring for more, and have built many floors under it.

“Why is there only subtitles and no sound? I want sound! Push this up so the show can see it!!”

“Why is there only one angle? I want 360 degree all surround! Push this up so the show can see it!!”

If Bright can read these, he will definitely laugh coldly. What did I sign up for before, do I still have privacy?

The show didn’t expect this much of an effect. Seeing the data that are all glowing red, they will not let such a hit topic go unfazed. They immediately run a series of advertisements, selling yearly membership, custom-made videos, game merchandise… Oh. My. God. Buy it! Buy it!!

And, the more times Bright feeds, the greater the discount, and this pushes the livestream even further up the charts.

The screen is displaying the tender expression the man has, which is different from normal. His brows are lightly furrowed, in a tolerant expression. The next second his brows move back and his muscle relaxes. He looks down towards the Dog-ear Boy who is lying on him, his mouth moves. The subtitles immediately print out, “are you full?”

He lifts the doggy up, and cleans his mouth for him. The doggy starts making guru~ guru~ sounds of satisfaction, and he puts his hand on his slightly bulging stomach. This is the first time he has managed to completely satiate his hunger that easily. As his new master is very kind to him, he cannot help but to put his tongue out and lick his master’s palm. This provokes the comments underneath where “I want to have one too QAQ” “I want to be his backup feeder” is blowing up the thread.

Bright “The Penniless” does not have money to buy a doggy beanie chair or bed for him, and he cannot just treat him like a pet and let him sleep on the floor, so he pats his own bed and have him climb up, to lie down as he pleases and then closes his eyes to sleep. He thought he would not be used to this, but he manages to fall asleep quickly. When his mind is calm, with his great control over his own body, he can enter a state of rest at any time.

The livestream is continuing, and most people have left after watching the spectacle. Some of them are still staying behind and watching the man and his dog on the bed, as if they are right next to them.

“The big tiger’s sleeping manners are great, falling asleep as soon as he hits the bed, and not moving about.”

“He’s already sleeping at this hour? That’s an elderly sleep cycle. He doesn’t even have a smart chip, or even go online at all.”

“The pet seems to be unable to sleep, but he doesn’t dare moving in case it wakes its master up. The eyes are fixed on the master, it’s so cute~”

“I’ve decided to go with Tiger-Dog CP.”

“What kind of blasphemy is that? 69CP, reversible but inseparable.” This is clearly a member of number 56-number 199 CP.

Piers is outraged, and logs onto his smurf account, filling the screen with “separable but irreversible.” How can he possibly be the bottom?

He suddenly sees Wolfie looking at his screen, looking nonchalant in expression. Wolfie asserts, “you can’t beat him in a fight.”

Piers is livid as soon as he hears that. He gives a cold chuckle that gives Ginger the shivers. At times like this, he will always be the innocent one that suffers as his punching bag.

As he expected, he’s almost broken from being played with by Piers and Wolfie. Piers is especially excited, and even forgoes playing video games with Wolfie to forcefully spend the whole night toying with him.

Bright is surprised to find Wolfie looking excessively spent when he returns the following noon, and is doubting his previous judgement. It can’t be that his steps are unsteady from just playing games.

“What kind of look is that? I’m not inept!” Wolfie says, grinding his teeth, “do you want to try me yourself?” Wolfie proclaims he can get hard, it’s just that he can’t produce any fluids. His nerves are still able to produce and transmit pleasure.

Bright lowers his head, focusing on the meal, saying, “if you’ve not eaten yet, together?”

“Of course not, I bought all these myself,” Wolfie is saying so with his teeth gritting, in response to Bright’s attitude just now, “you’re eating what’s mine right now.”

The dog is kneeling next to him, and he can sense his master whose gaze is on him does not seem to be in a good mood, so he tilts his head and smiles. Bright can’t blame him, so he says to the young werewolf, “I’ll take this off your rent.”

“Fine then,” Wolfie has sprawled himself on the couch, and closes his eyes, “call me when you’re done.”

Bright wants to try to replace the dog feed with some other food. Since he’s making meatballs today, he puts aside some minced meat, and asks Dog-ear Boy, “can you eat this?”

The doggy leans his head in obediently, and sniffs with his nose. He can feel his master’s expectant attitude, and opens his mouth.

“Don’t let him eat that,” Wolfie yells, “you’ll kill him!”

Bright removes his hand, so that the doggy fails to bite in on it. The man throws him an inquisitive look.

“He only has the one diet, and it is irreplaceable. If he ate something else by accident, he will get sick or even die.”

The life support incubator has been handled by Hopkin, and he probably threw away the pet keeping instructions——perhaps on purpose——in any case, Bright only has limited knowledge on this. Bright thanks him, and is glad that he did not kill his pet by accident. He doesn’t even have the money to go to a vet right now.

Wolfie shakes his hand showing it’s not anything big, saying, “I read this on the comments last night in the livestream.”

“Livestream?” Bright has an ominous feeling.

“Ha? You don’t know about that?” Wolfie shows an expression of mockery, and describes it for him in meticulous detail.

Bright is expressionless while beating up the mincemeat so much that it is extremely sticky. They have some extra chewy meatballs for lunch.

In the afternoon, Ococo comes for a visit. Bright thinks it is for that livestream.

Ococo drinks a glass of water the first thing she arrives, saying, “I’ve been busy since yesterday evening. And there was a meeting this early morning, then I’ve hurried here without even having lunch.”

Bright walks towards the kitchen, “I’ll make some noodles for you.”

“Sure!” Ococo says happily.

While waiting, she informs Bright of the newest arrangements from the show, “the show has ordered you to make a vlog, something like recording your daily life in video. You have to do it for an hour every day. I’ve managed to secure the right for you to decide on your own themes.” You should praise me!

The handmade noodles were done in less than 10 minutes. Bright feels pity for the overworked corporate slave here, so he adds in two poached eggs and a tomato, and cooks it with meatball soup.

Ococo is eating with a truly touched expression, and finishes the soup in one go at the end, praising, “the fans will love you to death.”

“Is it alright to teach cooking?” Bright asks.

“It can diversify your character archetype. The idea is good, but there are many similar livestreamers already.”

“How about if I cook and invite other contestants for a meal?”

Ococo’s eyes shine and her thoughts start running wild, “you can challenge each other, and the guest will order something they want to eat, and after they’re done you can order them to do something they hate.”

The two discuss this over the afternoon, and Wolfie finishes his nap, coming out to look for something to eat. The doorbell suddenly rings, so he goes to answer the door.

Outside is a boy with black hair, about 5 to 6 years old. His features are delicate, his clothes clean and tidy, looking extremely cute. The kind of cute that would get him kidnapped just walking along the street. He is blinking with his big, caramel coloured eyes, and smiles sweetly at Wolfie, showing his dimples on his cheeks.

“Hello, I’ve come looking for dad.”

“Kid, you’ve got the wrong door.” Wolfie closes the door as he says it.

The boy furrows his brows. He did not get the address wrong. The adults always treat him like that, sigh. Just being young doesn’t mean his intelligence is low.

He encourages himself, and presses the doorbell again.

“I said you’ve got the wrong door!” Wolfie says fiercely, and threatens, “I’ll eat you if you don’t go away!”

The boy says stubbornly, “I haven’t got it wrong, my dad lives here.”

Wolfie’s breathing suddenly stops for a second. There are only two people living here, and he’s functionally impaired. And with how close the brown the colour of the boy’s eyes look, it must be Bright’s offspring! He starts screaming internally for a few seconds, and tries to keep his calms after that. He turns his head and yells into the house, “number 199, your son is here for you!”

Bright has to stop his conversation with his agent, and walks to the entrance. The moment he sees the child, he freezes. The appearance is reminiscent of the Shithead, besides the wrong eye colour, it’s absolutely the young version of the Shithead!

The me who thinks the livestream is the revenge is certainly too naïve…

Bright has always had his guard up against whatever the Shithead throws at him. He’s been letting his imagination go wild and try to guess what lines of thought they will have. Though he could never have imagined that this is what he’s come up with——Child-rearing as a single parent.

Bright does not suspect the identity of the child, because to combine their genetic material to make a child, in order to torture and hold him at gunpoint is definitely something the Shithead can pull off.

The to-be father and son have the following conversation.

“You’re Bright?”

“I am.”

“Then it’s correct. You’re the one I’m seeking,” the child lifts his head up looking at the tall and strong man, his voice clear and crisp, “dad!”

Bright’s worldview is shattered completely.

But I’m still a virgin!

Author’s notes: A wild plot development hahaha.

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