Am I A God?

Following the posting of the message along with the tagging of a group of famous people, more and more people began commenting.

Roly Poly laughed and didn’t bother after. Matcha was still immersed in the happiness of his 29 kill streak.

Matcha quickly realised that there were people scolding him on the chatroom. Although he was unhappy, he ignored them.

Until the next day, he realised there were more people scolding him.

In reality, there was already very little attention on him compared to other matters on the internet. There was only five or six people scolding him but it was already a huge blow to Matcha.

“Lousy streamer.”

“Aimbotter.”

“Stupid.”

Matcha continued playing gloomily. He was increasingly unhappy as he hadn’t been scolded by this many people before.

Elizabeth said, “Matcha, it’s okay. Now that you are popular with over a hundred spectators, next time we depend on you to earn money.”

Rice Cake urged him, “Stop talking, start another round.”

Roly Poly acted concerned, “Matcha, are you okay? Don’t care about them, I believe your skills are the best.”

Matcha nodded, “Rest assured, no one will defeat me! Roly Poly, thanks.”

Roly Poly smiled and continued secretly using a nickname and commenting in the chat room, “You trash.”

Matcha’s expression became worse and the next day, he changed the name of the chatroom to ‘Will you all stop scolding me only when I’m dead.’

However, the number of people scolding him increased. Matcha who hadn’t been on the receiving end of these cyber bullying felt terrible.

He didn’t dare to continue playing the game. However, the scolding online continued and they became worse. Gloomy Matcha then decided to stop broadcasting.

Elizabeth saw a dispirited Matcha and asked worriedly, “Are you okay?”

Matcha slowly coasted into his room and replied, “Don’t bother about me, I’m just trash.”

Elizabeth said, “…This fellow, he is defeated again.”

Rice Cake asked, “Don’t care about what?”

Elizabeth frowned, “Leave him. It was the same the previous time he was scolded. It will alright in a few days.”

Matcha’s head extended from his room and said, “This feels terrible. I don’t feel like living.”

Matcha frowned and called Rice Cake and Roly Poly, “The three of us go ahead then.”

Matcha’s faint voice continued from his room, “Ah, no one cares about me. No one likes me. What’s the point of living.”

Elizabeth stood speechless and was about to go console Matcha, Roly Poly stood up and said, “Let me take care of Matcha. You guys go ahead and play first.”

Once Roly Poly entered the room, Matcha had already lay down on his bed. He seemed to be staring at the door but once he saw someone entered, he immediately turned around.

Roly Poly frowned and patted Matcha’s back, “Are you fine?”

“I am so angry,” Matcha quivered, “Why are they scolding me like this.”

Roly Poly said immediately, “Not all of them are scolding you.” He took out his phone and changed account on his weibo, “Look, there are people who like you too.”

He looked at the comments and pointed out one of them, “I believe that the broadcaster is not cheating.”

Matcha was touched, “There’s still people that believe in me?”

Roly Poly placed his phone in front of Matcha, “Look if you don’t believe me.”

Matcha briefly skimmed through and saw over ten comments scolding him. He became angrier.

Roly Poly watched Matcha making hissing sounds and he laughed to himself. Matcha then asked, “You can leave comments too?”

“How do you leave? Do you press this?”

As he watched Matcha began arguing with the commenters on Weibo and the argument became more aggressive. Roly Poly smiled with satisfaction and left quietly.

On the third day, Zhao Yao woke up and saw a sickly Matcha.

“What happened?”

Matcha was covered in a blanket on his face. His mouth was opened slightly and looked like he was close to dying. A string of mucus was also hanging from his nose.

As he saw Zhao Yao approaching, Matcha said blankly, “No one likes me. Everyone hates me.”

Zhao Yao touched his head and said, “What is going on? You played the entire night yesterday right?” Zhao Yao touched his forehead again and looked the mucus on his face, “You’ve caught a flu. Don’t work today and have a good rest.”

At this moment, Zhao Yao’s phone rang and he answered, “Yes? Uncle Ho, what’s the matter… Hm? There’s such a thing? I don’t know too, I didn’t see that before…”

Roly Poly peeked into the room sneakily and saw the dispirited Matcha. He secretly covered his mouth and laughed.

“Hm hm, you want to compete with me? I will let you stay beyond redemption.”

Roly Poly followed behind Zhao Yao and walked away. When everyone was away, Matcha perked his ears and jumped up excitedly.

“Ha ha ha ha, I don’t need to work!”

He immediately turned on his phone and sent out a message on his social media whilst blocking Zhao Yao.

“I’m the only cat at home! Who wants to be high with me!”

He then sent a personal message to Fishball.

Matcha thought to himself, “This Fishball always proclaims that he knows a lot of females, I don’t know if that’s real or not.”

Not long after, a knock was heard from outside. Matcha opened the door excitedly and it was Yellow Mud.

Yellow Mud said with excitement, “I heard that you’re having a party here? I can eat anything I want here?” He licked his lips uncontrollably after saying that.

Matcha rolled his eyes and swivelled his head in the direction of the living room and casually said, “Come in.”

Yellow Mud rushed to the cat food containers and took a big mouth.

Half an hour later, another knock was heard. Matcha rushed over to the door, Fishball, Noodle and Spirit Cat were all here.

Matcha looked excited at who was behind them but there was only a Scottish Fold.

Fishball said, “Why are you blocking the door? This is a cat that we just met, he is called Cheese. Cheese, this is Matcha, the head of this little district. Today’s the gathering of the leaders.”

Cheese nodded at Matcha respectfully, “Hello.”

Matcha just nodded his head and led them into the house. He then approached Fishball and whispered, “Where are the females? Didn’t you say that you know a lot of super sexy and fun females? Why didn’t your bring them over?”

Fishball was taken aback, “I really thought it was a meeting for the male cats.”

“Who wants to have a meeting with you? Quickly bring the females over.”

Fishball nodded and said, “Okay okay. I will call them over.”