This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous-Chapter 1023 - 477: Distribution of Spoils

Several hours later, Mu You’s consciousness returned from the Karma Lines.

Upon opening his eyes, he saw he was indeed still in the same island cave as before.

Having been busy all day, it was already approaching midnight. Mu You wasted no time, immediately setting up a Teleportation Array right there and teleporting back to the pet shop.

"Hmm? Mu You, you’re finally back!"

In the dark basement, as soon as Mu You appeared, he heard Cola’s voice.

Cola had been waiting at the basement door and the moment Mu You appeared, it ran over with its tail held high, meowing nonstop.

"Where is everyone else?"

Mu You patted its head and walked out of the basement, only to find the shop was also pitch-black and silent, with not a soul in sight.

"It looks like there’s a power outage on this side of the street. My owners Lin Xue and Little Ya went home after it got dark, and Mian Mian and the animals were taken by them, too. Only I stayed behind to watch the house!" Cola said proudly, with a ’Quick, praise me’ expression on its face.

Mu You glanced around and then realized the shop was indeed empty of animals, which explained the silence.

Moreover, a strong smell of dampness permeated the room and the floors were covered with water stains.

Mu You was not surprised; this was likely the aftermath of the recent tsunami.

As a coastal city, City K had been within the range of the tsunami’s impact. Even though the street where the pet shop was located was relatively higher, it had not been completely spared.

And now, the pet shop had clearly undergone restoration with a Repair Curse; however, only the main structure of the house had been fixed. It was not so simple for the entire city to recover to its prior state.

As for the animals, Mu You wasn’t worried. All of them could be transferred into the Spatial Bag.

Cola was about to say something else but suddenly noticed that from the bag at Mu You’s waist, an orange cat’s head quietly poked out, looking around. After confirming there was no danger, the cat jumped out of the bag and stretched its limbs on the ground with a yawn.

Cola was immediately so scared that its back arched, and it quickly jumped behind Mu You, warily sizing up the orange cat: "Mu You, who is that?"

Cola had previously seen the Scorplion in its Scorplion form, so it didn’t recognize it at the moment.

"Meow meow..."

Before Mu You could respond, Cola suddenly let out a growl as it saw the orange cat approach its food bowl, sniff inside it, and then, disregarding everything else, start eating its cat food!

Cola became furious, jumping next to the orange cat in a few strides, fluffing up and growling threateningly around it, trying to scare it away.

Unfortunately, the orange cat completely ignored it. Facing Cola’s threats, the orange cat merely glanced at it briefly before burying its head to continue munching on the cat food.

Feeling disrespected by another member of its species, Cola’s anger was even more uncontainable. Riding on the wave of its rage, it finally dared to move closer, swinging its paw in the air around the orange cat, throwing a series of cat punches while cursing profusely and rather offensively.

This time, the orange cat finally showed a reaction. Although it had zero interest in this frail-looking kitten, the continual interruption during its meal was enough to bother it. It abruptly turned its head and glared at Cola.

At that glance, Cola’s meowing came to an abrupt stop and its previous bravado vanished in an instant. It hurriedly tucked its tail and fled up to the second-floor room, hiding under the bed without making another sound.

Mu You didn’t bother with them and went to pull open the main door to take a look outside.

As expected, the street was a mess with weeds, stones, and garbage everywhere, resembling the aftermath of an earthquake. There were puddles of water and dead fish and shrimp scattered all over.

In addition, since the electricity system had not yet been restored and most residents had temporarily relocated to the city center, the streets were dark and lifeless.

But Mu You had no time to worry about the surroundings, as he immediately noticed a shadowy figure in front of the pet shop upon stepping outside.

The person was sitting on the steps with a cigarette in his mouth that glowed on and off, puffing away in the darkness.

"Old Zhang?" Mu You was surprised.

It was indeed Zhang Yang sitting at his doorstep.

Hearing a voice from behind, Zhang Yang instinctively turned his head to look and saw that Mu You had come out from inside the house, leaving him dumbfounded.

He had been waiting there since the afternoon, specifically to confront Mu You and get some answers as soon as possible.

But instead of waiting for anyone from the outside, to his surprise, Mu You had come out from inside.

"You’re back?"

Zhang Yang quickly regained his composure, assuming it was some form of teleportation method, and greeted him without expressing any amazement.

"Yeah," Mu You nodded.

After hesitating for a few seconds, as if making up his mind, Zhang Yang suddenly moved closer to Mu You, glanced around to make sure no one was eavesdropping, and then whispered, "You’re the Ghost Captain, aren’t you?"

"I am," Mu You nodded.

"Uh..."

Mu You’s straightforward admission caught Zhang Yang by surprise. He had expected Mu You to deny it at first, so he could present all the evidence he had found, forcing Mu You to reluctantly admit his identity only after being unable to hide it any longer.

Unexpectedly, Mu You admitted it so casually... and if he was so nonchalant about it, why had he felt the need to hide his identity before?

"You’re not even trying to disguise it?" Zhang Yang struggled to ask after a long pause.

"There’s no need anymore," Mu You shook his head.

Initially, he had hidden his identity for self-preservation. After all, at that time, his strength and identity did not match. To the world, he had been hyped as the greatest, but in reality, he was just an ordinary person of level fifteen or so. If his true identity were known, troubles would surely follow.