Has The Lord’s Career Chart Been Filled Today? – Chapter 144
Oliver had no time to mourn the daily settlement panel that failed to appear before he was pinned down on the bed by this drunk cat who operated on his own bandit logic, continuing to excitedly and anxiously rub against him and kiss him.
“That’s not what I meant…”
Discovering that the cat-eared deity displayed far greater strength when drunk than his own, Oliver gave up struggling with a mix of amusement and exasperation: “…Fine, do as you please.”
He pretended to rest with his eyes closed while allowing the other to run wild—after all, this was a deity so innocent he nearly recognized Oliver as his father. Those chaotic, unmethodical displays of affection couldn’t cause him any real harm either way.
What he underestimated was this: when the Cat God directly kissed his soul form, the impact was hundreds of times more intense than being kissed on a physical body, sending waves of tremors through him…
How utterly embarrassing.
Thinking this, though somewhat annoyed, Oliver considered himself a proper adult and forcibly endured it. He successfully feigned nonchalance, smoothly deceiving the innocent and intoxicated deity.
After an unknowable length of time, the deity who had been constantly nuzzling against him suddenly stopped.
Was it over?
Oliver opened his eyes in relief, cautiously glancing at the inexplicably stunned deity.
Due to extreme excitement, those furry pointed ears kept trembling, sometimes standing straight up, sometimes drooping softly downward.
In the golden-haired lord’s eyes, this was undoubtedly adorable—so adorable that he was willing to forgive this drunk cat’s mischief.
Just a few small cups of low-alcohol, sweet-and-sour fruit wine were enough to thoroughly intoxicate the deity who had only recently entered the mortal world.
From neck to cheeks, the cat-eared deity was unusually pink. The conspicuous large tail behind him was fluffy and raised high, its tip pointing toward Oliver beneath him.
He still hovered vaguely over Oliver, unwilling to pull away, lost in thought about something.
His intuition told him he wanted to do more.
But even facing his beautiful believer who allowed him free rein at such close range, in a Divine Temple where no one would disturb them… after a series of instinct-driven licks and kisses, the overwhelming heat coursing through his body had only been slightly alleviated.
What was it?
The deity, who hadn’t yet fully absorbed the wisdom granted by his Divinity, fell into unprecedented agitation and confusion.
Not only was he unclear about it, Oliver would never have guessed the key factor causing his distress.
After observing him with slight puzzlement for a while, sensing he seemed deep in thought, Oliver concluded that “the alcohol’s effects might be wearing off.”
Perhaps he had finally had enough fun with his large toy.
Thinking this, Oliver gently pushed him as a test.
His cool fingertips touched the firm divine body, and he unconsciously smiled, softly calling the deity by his true name: “Dear Golden[mfn]金灿灿(jīn càn càn)- lit. meaning gold & radiant/sparkly[/mfn], are you willing to get up now?”
The moment the words left his mouth, Oliver couldn’t help but freeze.
Because… almost instantly after speaking the other’s name, he clearly felt a distinct tremor transmitted through his fingertips.
And it was burning hot.
Probably completely unprepared for Oliver’s sudden touch, the cat-eared deity abruptly widened his golden eyes, looking as startled as if suddenly swept into a whirlpool.The divine power that had been turbulent since the moment he became drunk had long reached its limit.
Under this slightest touch, it spiraled completely out of control.
Unaware of this, Oliver was abruptly plunged into darkness once more.
Before he could even process what had happened to him this time, the belated daily settlement panel popped up before his eyes.
What exactly had just happened?
Oliver stared blankly at the panel, paying no attention to its contents.
After a moment’s hesitation, he tried looking around.
Unsurprisingly, he couldn’t see anyone else in this completely silent dark space besides himself.
Where was the Cat God?
Worried about the drunken deity, he only gave the nearly identical numbers on the panel a perfunctory glance before closing it with little interest.
Ever since his four main profession skills—【Foraging】, 【Fishing】, 【Farming】, and 【Mining】—had all reached level 9, the experience required to reach the maximum level 10 had sharply increased, becoming a massive amount that would take years to accumulate.
This was also related to Oliver’s growing laziness in “leveling up.”
Except during Laina’s most difficult period, he had never been willing to rely on the game system. Now that everything was on track, he was even less inclined to use it.
Even personally participating in farming with the hoe that made tilling effortless was now just a personal hobby of his: the land used for growing corn accounted for only a small portion of the total farmland, with the focus still on scientific planting methods. Even if the game system were to malfunction unexpectedly, it wouldn’t harm the foundations of Laina or Albury.
After reaching level 9 in those four profession skills, many tempting items were indeed unlocked: such as the 【Gem Producer】, which could replicate an identical gem from the input material in just ten days without any cost; the 【Rain Prayer Doll】, a single-use item that guaranteed rain the next day; the 【Advanced Fishing Rod】 that made fishing easier and simpler; and the recipes for 【Advanced Fertilizer】 and 【Advanced Automatic Sprinkler】…
However, Oliver didn’t particularly care for gems and had no intention of making money by selling them, so the 【Gem Producer】 became rather useless; with relatively well-developed water infrastructure, deep groundwater levels allowing irrigation through wells or diverted river channels, the 【Rain Prayer Doll】 hadn’t found any use yet, especially with an actual deity—the Cat God—around; the people of Laina had already reached a state where everyone had enough to eat, so their craving for fish wasn’t as intense anymore—his fishing was purely a personal hobby, and with his existing skills, a better fishing rod was just an added bonus; the 【Advanced Fertilizer】 required complicated materials and could only be made and used by him alone, making it less practical than the various composting techniques he had previously taught everyone, which at least could be widely adopted…
The Laina River never froze, so during winter, Oliver frequently went logging and fishing, successfully raising both skills to level 9.
After spring began, he completely opened the forest resources to the freemen for free, only imposing limits on the daily amount each person was allowed to gather.
Restrictions—for instance, each person was only permitted to catch one fish larger than the size of a palm from the river every ten days. If a fish smaller than a palm was caught, it had to be immediately released back into the river.
To obtain more fish resources for trade, one had to pay the normal tax rate of forty percent to the Lord.
The mineral deposits in Laina City could not regenerate like mines in a game. As Oliver’s Mining skill reached level 9, it symbolized that the vast mining area… had finally been completely excavated by the Lord alone.
The rocks that originally covered the deeper soil layers had been scraped clean by that incredibly sharp pickaxe.
As for that piece of land, Oliver had it left vacant for the time being.
He hadn’t yet decided whether to level it for farmland, a residential area for new immigrants, or for other functional buildings.
Of course, these were matters that could be pondered slowly in the future.
On the mental checklist in his heart, this was even less urgent than customizing a set of distillation equipment to begin experimenting with making distilled liquor.
And the most pressing matter at the moment was, without a doubt, the Cat God, who had become strangely eccentric due to drunkenness.
Oliver sighed softly.
No matter how anxious he was, there was nothing he could do about the consequences.
All he could do was set aside his worries as much as possible and let himself sink into a deep, dark sleep.
—He hoped that when he opened his eyes tomorrow morning, he would see the Cat God lying quietly beside him as usual.
After the earlier turmoil, the blond Lord’s latter half of the night finally returned to its usual tranquility.
In the distant divine realm, the cat-eared deity, who had sent his beloved Oliver away just before the Divine Temple suddenly collapsed, sat dazedly amidst a pile of golden “ruins.”
The heat in his body lingered, and his long tail unconsciously curled up.
His ears remained perked upright, his gaze dazed and fixed on an empty direction.
If Oliver were to see this, he would surely find this somewhat aggrieved and confused expression… quite adorable.
However, the only uninvited guest who could witness this scene did not share the same sentiment.
Ever since that day when he impulsively went to question the newborn deity who had overstepped and interfered with his divine duties, only to have his divine body’s palm injured by that “rude and detestable golden cat,” Deyth’s mood had been foul.
Although he did not need to participate in any battles and had no intention of fulfilling his divine duties, it had no impact on his wanderings in the mortal realm…
But it had been a long, long time since he had suffered such a severe injury!
He was never one to be magnanimous, and of course, he had thought about seeking revenge.
But he dared not go back for now.
It was just too strange!
Thinking of this, Deyth grew even more furious.
He was clearly a newborn deity, probably not even having fully absorbed the wisdom and laws contained within his Divinity.
How could his divine power be so overwhelmingly strong?!
He had merely touched the other’s Divine Statue directly, and a hole had been burned into his palm!
Of course, Deyth had come with ill intentions from the start: directly touching the statue of another deity placed in their Divine Temple would be seen by anyone as a blatant act of provocation.
But in his eyes, the one who had first acted with rude provocation was clearly that big golden cat!
The deity in charge of wealth had meddled in guiding departed souls, and when confronted, showed not the slightest hint of apology.
Even though He had neglected his divine duties for many years, that did not mean He was willing to relinquish them.
“Damn it!”
The thought of having intended to confront the other party, only to end up being lectured and then fiercely attacked by those savage yet powerful cat claws, forcing a humiliating retreat…
Deyth burned with rage.
After fleeing in panic back to the Divine Temple housing his Divine Statue, He had sought out his acquaintances—Saun[mfn]桑(sāng)- I think it’s meant to sound like ‘song'[/mfn], Vor, and Plage[mfn]普雷格(pǔ léi gé)- ‘plague'[/mfn].
But He learned that Saun had voluntarily fallen into a deep slumber over a decade ago; Vor wandered among human nations, observing their conflicts with detached amusement, merely laughing exaggeratedly at his plight and expressing schadenfreude; and Plage had fallen into slumber even earlier than Saun, to the point where his divine body could no longer be found.
Frustrated and seething with anger, with no outlet for his rage, Deyth had no choice but to return to his long-abandoned divine realm.
—He held no hope.
Before stepping into the divine realm, feeling an unprecedented tension, He tried his utmost to convince Himself.
—Just one look.
—A distant glance. That would be enough.
Compared to the day He had resolutely left, the divine realm had not changed much.
The grand and minor temples that once clustered around the main Divine Temple of the God King like stars surrounding the moon had vanished, following their masters into slumber.
There was no gentle, golden sunlight, no fragrant, blooming flowers, no annoyingly affected coquetry from the God of Love, and also…
Though He had long expected this, when Deyth’s gaze inadvertently fell upon the former site of the God King’s Divine Temple, his mood plummeted into an abyss, growing utterly foul.
But things could get worse.
As Deyth, lips pressed tightly together, strode irritably toward his own Divine Temple, his peripheral vision caught a detestably unforgettable figure—
“It’s you!!!”
The moment his eyes fixed on it, flames seemed to shoot from them: “Damnable dead cat, you’re actually in heat here in the divine realm!”
