Poo suddenly shouted in terror, its body swiftly moved away from Castra.
[Host!! Watch out!!]
"Hm?"
Castra only felt a gust of wind, a faint stench of *beep* and then...his vision was filled with a unique brown color.
Splatter.
Castra's mind went blank for a few seconds.
Huh...? What was...going on?
How come his forehead feels sticky?
Castra slowly touched his forehead, scooped the thing on it with his finger and brought it to his eye level.
The moment he saw the censored thing, Castra's face distorted into the "scream" painting and his body twisted, turning into a paper-thin "noodle" man.
A transparent, pale-faced chibi version of Castra with a halo above the head and a white headband slowly floated out of Castra's mouth, ascending to heaven.
Llyod the shovel froze stiff, its body slowly turned green and black. A faint trace of vomit even leaked out of the shovel head.
While Castra was having a one-way trip to heaven, the orange cat, who had just finished the big dump, saw the thing on the humanoid spirit's forehead and immediately laughed on top of its lungs.
"Nyaaahahahhaa! Meow! Meow! Meow! Serves you right, meow! Hahahahahahah— "
The orange cat plopped to the ground and rolled around, laughing so hard that it nearly choked on its saliva, but the next second...
Splatter.
An identical censored thing dropped onto its head, almost slipping down to the cat's wide-open mouth.
Cat: ...? Meow meow?
The cat's eyes widened like ping pong balls and it subconsciously shut its mouth tight, its whole fur exploded for the second time.
Meow! Meow!! How could this be!!
How could his own sh*t betray him?!
Castra's soul, who accidentally witnessed the whole ordeal, finally ended the trial trip to heaven and returned to the body.
"Gasp!" Castra took a deep breath and immediately after, he burst into a shrill laugh.
"Pfff— Bwahahahahah!! Serves you right, you evil cat!! Cough! Cough! Achoo!"
You finally tasted your own sh*t!!
Castra was laughing so hard that the censored thing on his forehead almost slid down to his mouth!
"Ouch! Ouch! Fck, get away— achooo!"
Castra immediately clamped his mouth shut and hurriedly used his passive skill to clean the poop, leaving no traces or any stench behind.
Only his whole body suffered, especially his forehead. It was so itchy that Castra wished he could bang his head to the tree!
But the system notification that popped up in front of his eyes distracted Castra from his intense itch.
DUNG! [Orange Cat spirit's poop: 1/10]
Castra almost shed tears.
Finally! His first sh*t!!
He felt that he had spent years just to collect this one thing!
Once the notification sounded, the poop that Castra had just cleaned disappeared into thin air, followed by another string of notifications.
DUNG! [You have collected your first time *beep* ever!]
DUNG! [You have collected a special *beep*!]
[Unlocking the *beep* Museum...]
Castra suddenly felt everything in front of his eyes turn hazy and the next second...
He was standing in the middle of a huge hall the size of a football, adorned with gold and emeralds, looking extremely luxurious.
!
Where is this?
Is it the legendary system space?!
Poo immediately appeared right next to Castra and proudly introduced the special space.
[Hehehe, welcome to the *beep* museum, host! All the *beep" you collected, whether special or not, will be stored here! (人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ+]
Following Poo's words, a marble pillar suddenly rose from the polished marble floor without making a single noise.
Then, a shiny glass display box appeared above the cylinder pillar and the previously flattened flying poop, now back to the round shape, floated gently inside.
Below the display was a golden plaque with a few words on it—
Flying Poop
Rank: SS
....
Castra was speechless.
Such a huge and grand hall, such a meticulous display...
It's all for poops?!
And why did someone rate the poop??
What's the use of an SS-rank poop??
Castra didn't have time to complain when his eyesight blurred and he was back to the peak of the Cat Tower.
Poo appeared as timely as ever and floated around Castra with a grin.
[Hehehe, how is it, host? When you're inside, only a split second has passed in the real life~ ]
Isn't it convenient?
[And next time, you can enter the museum with just a thought!]
After all, only the consciousness entered the space.
Castra...Castra didn't want to enter that place again, even if he got a lifetime free ticket!
Ignoring Poo's attempt to get him to visit the museum more often, Castra quickly looked at the orange cat and saw that it was still in a daze, as if it had lost its soul.
Taking this chance, Castra carefully scooped the poop on the cat's head.
DUNG! [Collected orange cat spirit's poop: 2/10]
Yes! The second one!
Wasting no time, Castra quickly collected the rest of the flying sh*t and when the countdown had already reached the dangerous last one minute...
DUNG! [Collected orange cat spirit's poop: 10/10]
[Congratulations, you have completed your first main mission!]
Castra immediately clenched his fists and threw it into the air.
Yeah!! Finally!!
[Poo, quick! Where's the mission completion reward?]
Poo didn't have to answer before the system automatically sent a new notification.
DUNG! [You have acquired ??? Skill: Nyan Nyan Punch × 1]
Huh...?
Nyan Nyan Punch?
What kind...of skill is this?
Castra's feverish mind instantly cooled down and his ambition plunged straight to the sh*t hole.
[Poo! What kind of sh*tty reward is this?!]
Nyan Nyan Punch? It sounded like a joke!
There's no information about the skill's level either!
How could Poo accept Castra's accusation? The poop immediately retorted.
[Host, you're a country bumpkin who doesn't know sh*t! This skill is super, super amazing— ]
Before Poo finished his words, the previously dazed cat finally woke up and slowly turned its head towards Castra.
As its soul gradually returned to its body and its mind cleared up, the cat remembered the previous embarrassment and suddenly felt a fire burning in its heart.
It's all because of this hooman!
A fierce glint flashed in its golden eyes and then...
Castra suddenly felt a movement behind his back.
A huge shadow slowly loomed over his head.
Huh? What...
Castra suddenly had an ominous premonition.
The young man turned around stiffly, his bones creaking with his every move and there, he saw it...
A three-meter furry being that was still growing bigger, slowly rose on all fours.
The thing opened its mouth and the one-meter-long fangs gleamed sinisterly under the sunlight.
Its vertical pupils shot straight at Castra's eyes.
At that moment, only one thought crossed Castra's mind.
Ah...
Sh*t.