The System Teaches You How to Be Human

The magical fat orange cat; or perhaps some kind of cat demon, “disappeared” at this time.

The orange cat left behind looked identical to Si Yisi, but it was noticeably dumber, lazier, and more in line with the typical behavior of cats.

Jiang Lian quickly noticed it, but she merely smiled and allowed her daughter, Jiang Wenwen, to adopt the fat orange cat.

“You’ll be called… Da Pang,” she said.

When Jiang Lian called out the name “Da Pang,” the chubby orange cat, even when curled up, was a large bundle of fur that affectionately snuggled up to its little owner’s mother. It even exposed its soft, fluffy belly, inviting her to pet it.

At that moment, Jiang Lian suddenly understood Si Yisi’s intentions.

The one to thank was Da Pang…

“Da Pang, was it you who helped us?” Jiang Lian smiled as she looked at the cat. It sluggishly tilted its head, and her smile deepened.

After adopting Da Pang, Jiang Lian decisively sought out the women in the city who had been victims of abuse.

Some of the women were in better states, though they would still bristle with alertness, like startled cats, whenever Jiang Lian brought up the incident. But others…

Their shared reactions were marked by blind obedience and emotional numbness. Their minds were completely shut off, and their condition was dire.

Jiang Lian watched with both heartache and relief. She was grateful that these women wouldn’t have to endure a lifetime of endless suffering. Although the current situation was bleak, there was still hope for recovery.

Women forged through suffering could unleash incredible strength.

The thirty perpetrators had been thoroughly brainwashed into victims within the mirrored world. Jiang Lian and the women she had rescued sent these men to various sanatoriums.

There, they would spend the rest of their lives. Left to savor the bitter fruits of their own making.

Jiang Lian organized the victims into a group and personally oversaw their recovery treatments. She even took it upon herself to study psychology and devoted a great deal of effort to this cause.

As she subtly healed the traumatized women, she also gradually worked on restoring her daughter Jiang Wenwen’s spirit.

Jiang Lian hadn’t forgotten the hateful look in Wenwen’s eyes when she looked at Ma Anning. Wenwen was still a child, and no child should bear so much pain and hatred.

Jiang Lian put tremendous effort into this. Eventually, Wenwen’s smiles became more frequent, and the shadow that had loomed over her heart began to lift.

Initially, Jiang Lian’s goal had simply been to comfort and care for the victims like herself. However, as she witnessed more and more of the world, she came to understand the darker sides of society. It wasn’t just women—elderly people, children, and even adults could easily fall victim to various forms of violence.

Jiang Lian thought about them and about herself… Gradually, she conceived a somewhat idealistic plan.

She wanted to establish an organization that would speak out against these despicable acts of violence. Jiang Lian hoped to give every victim the opportunity to voice their struggles and fight back.

“Wenwen, do you support Mom in doing this?”

Now in high school, Jiang Wenwen had grown into a beautiful and intelligent young woman who had completely moved past the shadows of her childhood.

Smiling, she reminded Jiang Lian, “Animals should be included in the scope too.”

Jiang Lian glanced at Da Pang, who had grown even plumper. The cat’s elongated body now reached the height of a person’s chin. She replied, “Alright.”

Da Pang had been with them for several years, yet it showed no signs of aging. The only noticeable change was that its single chin had become a double chin.

Both Jiang Lian and Jiang Wenwen could guess that something extraordinary had happened to Da Pang, granting it a lifespan far beyond that of an ordinary cat.

Jiang Wenwen playfully draped a red cape over Da Pang, watching it stand up on all fours in a “majestic” posture. She teased, “You’re a superhero cat.”

Da Pang, clueless about its little owner’s antics, let out a soft meow as it endured her playful teasing.

Jiang Wenwen poked Da Pang’s plump belly again and added, “A superhero cat with a beer belly.”

“Meow!”

Da Pang, whose intelligence had noticeably improved after Si Yisi left, fluffed up its fur indignantly. It raised a paw and swung it toward Jiang Wenwen’s face. However, when its paw was about to make contact, all the strength naturally dissipated.

This was Da Pang’s way of throwing a tantrum.

But it would never truly harm its owner.

Da Pang was also aware of the strange and marvelous changes happening to its body. Lazily lying down, it felt its soft, marshmallow-like flesh and let out a contented meow.

It could live for a very, very long time. Wasn’t that great? A proper pet should always stay by its owner’s side, after all.

Yet, sometimes, Da Pang felt a bit annoyed.

“Bang!” A loud noise came from the window outside Jiang Wenwen’s house, followed by a series of similar thumping sounds.

One by one, furry cat faces pressed against a narrow window, their flattened faces and eager eyes staring intently at Da Pang.

“Meow~” Boss, come out!

“Meow!” Let’s go fight!

The stray cats stared longingly at Da Pang, piling on top of one another like a feline pyramid. Ever since Jiang Lian had started transforming their image, the stray cats had quickly decided that the house where this feline boss resided was their headquarters!

“Meow—!” Da Pang let out a sharp cry, trying to shoo away this group of reluctant underlings.

Go away, go away, go away! Who wants to fight? Do you even know what being a housecat means? Staying cozy at home; why would anyone want to run around causing trouble?

Today, Da Pang was once again reluctantly cleaning up the mess Si Yisi had left behind.

***

Years later.

Jiang Wenwen took over the legacy her mother, Jiang Lian, had built.

Over the years, Jiang Lian’s organization had grown steadily. Its members tirelessly fought to protect the rights of victims.

Those who suffered persecution could seek help from the organization, which guaranteed their personal safety and shielded them from further harm. Similarly, they intervened in cases of animal cruelty, such as cat and dog abuse or illegal wildlife poaching.

The organization, called “An,” pushed society toward a better future through its relentless efforts.

During the handover ceremony, Jiang Wenwen officially inherited her mother’s mission. Standing before the flashing cameras and facing the media’s questions, she answered confidently.

“Why did you decide to establish such an organization?”

At this moment, Jiang Lian took the microphone and calmly addressed the media. “Because we were once victims ourselves. We were fortunate enough to receive help from… someone, which allowed us to escape the shadows of that experience. But I realized that there are countless similar situations in the world. Victims everywhere must also hope that someone will reach out to help them when they’re in danger.”

“And that’s where the idea came from,” she said with a smile, facing the shadows of her past with the utmost composure.

“A certain someone? Could you tell us more about who they are?” a curious reporter asked.

Jiang Lian and Jiang Wenwen responded in unison, “He’s a cat.”

“Tsk…” On his way back, Si Yisi clicked his tongue at their answer.

How could they compare me to a fat orange cat that looked like a ball? That chubby orange cat probably needed two hands to lift!