Ke Meng uploaded the video to Bilibili and waited for it to pass review.
Just then, a bark came from beside him.
Ke Meng turned toward the dog bowl. Compared with two hours ago, the puppy inside had grown a lot more fur.
The little furry puppy had opened its eyes. They were clear as gemstones, with Ke Meng's face reflected in its pupils.
"This little guy grows that fast?"
Ke Meng crouched down, feeling that the puppy had gotten a little bigger.
The little fellow slowly crawled over, trying to climb out of the dog bowl. Unfortunately, it was too small. Its short little legs couldn't manage the climb, and it fell back down halfway up, leaving it whimpering helplessly.
Ke Meng's heart softened, and he held another dried fish to its mouth.
Its mouth moved, and the dried fish was devoured in an instant.
After eating the dried fish, the puppy didn't sleep. Instead, it rolled around in the little dog bowl.
Ke Meng's computer webcam was also trained on the puppy, recording its growth.
At five that afternoon, Ke Meng checked on the puppy again. It had gotten bigger once more.
This wasn't his imagination. It really was growing.
In the morning, it had only been the size of an adult's palm. Now, it was the size of two.
Its growth rate was astonishing!
At this rate, it might grow to the size of a large dog within a week.
What an incredible game creature from another world.
That evening, Ke Meng invited Chen Momo to play PUBG, and she readily agreed.
After some discreet, roundabout questions, he learned that she hadn't experienced any physical discomfort, which put him a little more at ease.
Perhaps creatures from another world didn't carry deadly pathogens after crossing over.
After several chicken dinners, she yawned and logged off.
Before bed, Ke Meng logged into Bilibili and saw that his video had passed review.
"[Pet unboxing] A strange review"
It had been approved three hours ago and currently had 86 views.
He clicked on the video. It was only two minutes long, and a few bullet comments drifted across the screen.
"What a way to start! Is that a real cat? Why does it look so lifelike?"
"I've learned something weird again!"
"Half the dried fish disappeared instantly. The uploader must've edited it out, right?"
This was the part where Ke Meng pulled the dried fish back out. It had gone in and come out in an instant, yet half of it was gone.
Near the end of the video, another little burst of bullet comments appeared:
"Where can I buy this cat? I want one too! (Smirk)"
"That cat is obviously a model. Its expression never changes, and it doesn't even blink. Don't get fooled, everyone."
"Even if it's a model, it's really lifelike. The uploader put some effort into this. Like, coin, and favorite for you! Let's go!"
In this review video, Ke Meng hadn't mentioned Big-Faced Cat's most valuable feature: providing knowledge.
He had focused his filming and review on how food disappeared when Big-Faced Cat ate it, making that the video's selling point.
To ordinary viewers, this was simply a staged feeding review, not an educational video about a strange animal.
He closed the video, summoned the system, and checked his mission progress.
Viewers: 45/10,000
The system showed 45 viewers, while Bilibili showed 86 views. Those were two different things.
Watching a video all the way through twice could count as two views. That was how video sites tallied them.
The system counted viewers, rather than relying on the website's displayed figures.
"I don't have a following. How long will it take to get over ten thousand viewers?" Ke Meng lay back on his bed, his thoughts wandering.
Big-Faced Cat looked so lifelike and resembled that internet-famous cat so closely that it was a selling point in itself. Once the video had some time to gain traction, it ought to attract viewers looking for oddities.
The longer Ke Meng lay there thinking, the sleepier he became. His consciousness gradually blurred and sank, and endless darkness enveloped him.
Gurgle, gurgle.
Seawater surged around him. Opening his eyes, he saw a vicious-looking red shrimp locked in close combat with a purple sea scorpion. Beneath him lay R'lyeh City, built from enormous stones.
Above R'lyeh City, undercurrents swirled, and stone pillars covered in murals hung suspended in the water.
A decaying, shadowy Black Ghost swam in, floated over to Great Cthulhu, and quietly reported on their efforts to recruit followers outside.
The humble ghost apostle told him that they had now infiltrated eight coastal mountain villages and turned them into gathering places for fanatical believers.
However, very few villages could currently conduct a true Sacrifice Ritual. They lacked spacetime stone powder, and no matter how sincere their faith or how rare their offerings, they couldn't establish a connection with Great Cthulhu.
The ghost apostle whispered a plea for Great Cthulhu's forgiveness. They would continue recruiting followers, and those followers would work hard to collect spacetime stone powder through every possible channel, so they could present Great Cthulhu with a grand sacrificial offering.
Ke Meng sat expressionlessly at the heart of R'lyeh City. His smooth facial skin couldn't reveal his feelings. Only his eyes shone like suns in the darkness, fiercely searing the ghost apostle's soul.
Black Ghost trembled, continuously suffering the negative effects of mental skills such as "Deadly Gaze," "Evil God's Might," and "Psychic Suppression."
Yes, effects-not attacks.
If Great Cthulhu intended to kill, those dreadful skills would unleash terrifying destructive power. The ghost apostle wouldn't last even a second.
But the ghost apostle was still alive. They felt incredibly fortunate and privately guessed that Great Cthulhu must have been in a good mood lately. Otherwise, they couldn't have escaped the ordeal of being driven mad.
That inhuman terror made the cloaked ghost shudder all over. Their cloak-like body grew even more tattered, and the aura of decay and darkness around them thickened.
Ke Meng's perception skill was extraordinary, allowing him to sense the other party's emotions from a distance.
Amid that unparalleled torment, the ghost apostle actually radiated the pleasure of being abused.
What an unbelievably strange species, Ke Meng thought.
After finishing the report, Black Ghost slowly backed away with a bow, leaving R'lyeh to continue recruiting followers.
Ke Meng watched the ghost depart, his gaze remaining fixed for a long time, like a silent statue.
In truth, he wasn't nearly as calm inside as he appeared.
The villagers from eight coastal mountain villages have actually become my fans!
If there's enough spacetime stone powder, the number of villages capable of holding sacrifices will only increase!
"The things those Evil Cultists send can't always be harmless!"
This isn't looking good.
Danger!
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