The System Mistook Me for a Cat

Red-rain falcons, being medium-sized migratory birds, do not have trackers installed due to their light weight.

Although tracker technology has improved, even a slight increase in weight can affect the falcons' migration... Therefore, the positions of migratory birds are determined through radar and satellites, not in real-time, and the coordinates on the map are intermittent.

However, this coordinate map is publicly accessible—the other map that Chu Tingwu saw was provided by the system, almost forming a true trajectory, as it contained many non-public data. The system "justifiably" acquired these data illegally.

According to the system's estimates, it would take about seven days, passing through twenty-seven cities, and Dian Dian would have to shorten its rest time to catch up with the advance team—an almost impossible task, mainly because Dian Dian is not very good at hunting for food on its own. To cover more distance, its efficiency in eating and resting would have to be higher than that of the main group.

"You actually went chasing birds..." The person on the phone muttered, "Curse you, you actually went chasing birds... I want to go too!"

Even Chu Tingwu, who had been in the car for so long and thought about the upcoming journey, felt a headache. She sighed, "Do you want to come? You can ask the school for a leave."

"A week's leave would mean I'd miss at least ten exams and a round of review," Chang Yile lamented on the phone, "And I'm not Chang Yixin, curse it. You guys have to treat me to a meal after the college entrance exam!"

Why was it only her who didn't get a guarantee for admission!

Chang Yixin, after scoring well in the competitions, chose Qinghua University, while An Shiyan went through special recruitment interviews, securing at least a 40-point reduction in the admission score, making her college goals quite stable. Chang Yile’s grades weren't bad either; she was above average at Wuzhong High School and could likely get into a decent undergraduate program with some effort. But compared to her friends, it seemed a bit ordinary, let alone her twin sister... Fortunately, her mindset was still quite good.

So, despite the tense period of senior year, she still followed Chu Tingwu's videos and sent a friendly reminder: "The moment I opened my phone, I saw your name in the news again. Is chasing migratory birds fun? Or are you really doing some kind of extreme challenge?"

—Of course, for Chang Yile, anything would be fun as long as she could get a couple of days off from school.

Chu Tingwu was silent for a while before answering, "It's tiring... but it's quite interesting."

She rarely said she was tired, so Chang Yile was a bit surprised: She thought Chu Tingwu was one of those physical freaks, as most of the time she seemed quite relaxed.

Chu Tingwu accepted the request for an update, so after hanging up the phone, she opened the livestream, and the interface had a large title:

【Recommended to watch with VR equipment】

[？You finally remembered you could do VR live streams?]

[You're finally not slacking off anymore. Young people should engage in more activities!]

Our Chu Mi doesn't seem inactive though... Wasn't that photo of her "moving" so fast it left only a blur yours?

[The one said to be a glitch in the app? The photo of her jumping over a wall?]@@novelbin@@

[It checks out in terms of time and ability. Plus, the official remained silent, not even issuing a statement—meaning she’s not inactive, just not showing us (tearful)]

Chu Tingwu smiled silently, raising her hand. The audience followed her perspective, experiencing the long-awaited VR livestream as if "possessing" her. Old fans didn't speak out, but some newcomers, seeing the "VR livestream" title, eagerly entered and voiced their confusion—

[It doesn't seem special... What's being broadcasted? Just sitting in a car?]

[This is Lianquan Street in Kang City, right? That's near my house. Is the UP a travel blogger or something?]

After the VR livestream devices were further opened to the public, more people could apply to livestream, and the ways of broadcasting began to flourish, leading to the sale of more streaming kits by the Wu Voice Group. A budget version was recently released, further lowering the price and expanding the user base.

So, "travel livestreams" naturally emerged. These livestreams were slower-paced than edited videos but had a certain audience. However, Chu Tingwu's "tour" of sitting in a car—

Before these viewers could finish their thoughts, the car stopped at the top of the mountain. The local viewer from earlier was stunned: Lezhi Mountain in Kang City was a small attraction, with a low elevation but winding paths up and down the mountain. Though crossing the mountain could lead to the neighboring Guman City, the only way down was the original path, as there wasn't a direct road to Guman City.

For locals like them, they would just take a quick high-speed train to the neighboring city, fast and stable. Like Lezhi Mountain, it was usually only visited by tourists.

Thoughts raced quickly, but as soon as the local viewer connected these dots, they found the car stopping, and the broadcaster got out to stretch. They then went straight ahead.

A series of mysterious symbols appeared on the chat.

The next second, in their perspective, an invisible blue light spread from the broadcaster's feet, scanning outward. Then, some semi-transparent, marker-like shadows appeared in the scene, and further away, a rainbow-colored light beam lit up.

The local viewer gasped, unable to help but send a message:

[The effects are so cool!]

Is there a team? Although VR livestream equipment provides some optional effects, this one clearly seemed homemade. The local viewer noticed that during the "scan," while they were sending messages and various unclear comments... the broadcaster had never stopped moving since getting out of the car, not even slowing down. Then—

The local viewer felt themselves flying.

They instinctively let out a loud scream, instinctively leaning backward to press their back against the sofa at home. They felt their limbs lose control in their nervousness, but their limbs now didn't belong to them but to the broadcaster.

They could feel their feet stepping on rocks, treading on branches, their hands reaching out to grab the trunk, and one hand effortlessly brushing away leaves in front of their eyes.

Their peripheral vision saw their feet stepping on each semi-transparent marker, the landing points creating ripple-like glows.

"Ah!"

Normally, having completely released control over their limbs, they should have gradually accepted this thrilling perspective. But the next second, the thrill escalated! They felt themselves falling vertically, curling their body to roll and dissipate momentum before hitting the leaf pile. The broadcaster was probably very confident they wouldn't get hurt, but the audience screamed in unison. The rolling restricted the perspective, and their earlier confidence of "just watching" disappeared as they were thrust into the perspective before them, fearful of what lay ahead.

Chu Tingwu: "Open your eyes."

The local viewer gasped, seeing two squirrels scurrying away from the tree, then the mountain road emerging from behind the obstructing leaves.

The road wound around a lake, forming a curvy circle, with a truck parked on the road. The open-air back of the truck only had food, water, and a sofa—and the broadcaster didn't slow down at all.

She charged down the mountain, heading straight for the truck, leaping over the drainage ditch below and stepping on the edge of the truck’s trailer without losing all her speed, as if she was about to roll on the road in the next second.

But just as the audience's hearts reached their throats, the broadcaster hooked her foot on the edge of the trailer, somersaulted in mid-air, and actually sat cross-legged on the edge, using her hands to steady herself.

The local viewer: "Whew... damn!"

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What kind of person is this—

Chu Tingwu: "We're right on schedule. Based on the estimates, we'll be able to pick up Diandian in about an hour."

Local Viewer: "......"

It wasn't that he didn't want to send a comment, nor was it that he wasn't curious about the content of the comments, but rather, he was still dazed and hadn't quite come to his senses yet.

The streamer was seated on the sofa, eating the still warm food, replenishing her fluids. On the other side of the highway was a scenic lake in Guman City. If new viewers joined, they might assume this was a travel and leisure live stream channel—but this local viewer and other new viewers knew it was a complete "scam."

He muttered: "VR live stream......"

Is a VR live stream supposed to be like this?

Watching distant scenery, cooking, feeding cats, even cleaning the room and doing homework... And also witnessing a nearly human-limit descent down a mountain in the shortest time possible. In that moment, he couldn't think of anything else; he was fully immersed in watching, or rather, experiencing this journey. He might replay this VR footage repeatedly in the future, but the real-time impact of that moment would never be forgotten.

Although the streamer didn't explicitly say so, the viewers could tell she was very tired. The recent descent was both a physical activity and a high-intensity mental exercise. At that moment, various hormones in the body would mobilize its potential, but after such a "challenge," one would definitely—

Chu Tingwu: "I want some fried pork cutlet."

...Uh, yeah, being hungry would be normal.

The streamer clearly followed through, as she ordered a fried pork cutlet from a famous restaurant in Guman City, their signature dish. However, the delivery location wasn't set to any of the nearby spots.

The streamer seemed to have temporarily decided not to end the live stream. The local viewer was both anticipating and a bit nervous, unsure when she might suddenly perform another action akin to this "extreme sport." In her case, the extreme and the ordinary seemed to be able to switch at any time, but for ordinary people, that would require some mental preparation—

The truck continued to drive along the highway, but the streamer suddenly straightened up. Most of the viewers immediately tensed up as they saw her gripping the railing at the back, slightly tilting her head as if searching for something.

And then she suddenly moved.

Was she going to do parkour on the highway railing? Climb up to the overpass from the railing? Or suddenly switch transport, like in a movie, and leap onto the roof of another car?!

No, not that.

The truck very cooperatively slowed down. Chu Tingwu leaned out halfway, and in the next second, grabbed the bag of fried pork cutlet.

The delivery guy, who had placed the order on the railing of the highway as requested but remained to observe the situation out of suspicion: "......?"

What a stunt.