Chapter 1050 Training With a Cat

After the cat emerged from the gray forest, it found an open grassy area not far away and began devouring the small dried fish.

It ate the fish greedily, its drool softening the dried meat.

In less than half a minute, the fish vanished, leaving the cat with an unsatisfied look, as if to say, “Don’t forget about my reward!”

Blake responded, “Do I look like someone who wouldn’t keep my promise?”

Yes, you do.

Blake could not help but feel speechless and amused. He threw another dried fish at the cat.

With lightning-fast speed, the cat darted forward, leaving Blake’s vision blurry. It swiftly returned to its original spot, now clutching the dried fish in its mouth.

Blake observed the cat intently, an idea brewing in his mind.

The speed of the cats in the Gray Earth was truly astonishing. Their speed was so fast that it almost seemed like they were teleporting.

If only he could learn how to do it….

Taking a few steps closer, Blake squatted down one meter away from the cat and said, “Hey there, little cat… Look what I have.”

He patted his pocket. “A bag of dried fish.”

The cat ignored him and continued eating.

Blake continued, “Well, if you teach me how to match your speed, I’ll give you this whole bag of dried fish.”

Reluctance filled the cat’s eyes, as if the temptation was insufficient.

enough,

dried fish, licked its paw, and then fixed its gray-blue

going to do, but relying on his intuition honed through years of battlefield practice, he

as he reached for his pocket, the

next second, it reappeared directly in front

“Swipe!”

unsheathed, as if accompanied by their

of Blake’s hand, and when he

With a Cat

Blake raised his gaze, feeling a tingling pain.

while nonchalantly grooming itself, cast a contemptuous

to say, “How dare you dream of achieving

It’s yours if you manage

to adhere so strictly to their principles. He had thought the little kitten simply took off with his small dried fish,

hearing his words, the cat became tempted to

If it could snatch it, all those dried fish will be mine? That was what he said himself. It wouldn’t be violating any principles

the cat, saying, “Come on!”

like that, the cat approached

and dodged nimbly, but

It was much more challenging than training with the kids on his team.

fastened to the top of his uniform for convenience, Blake bit down on the buckle, placing the pack of dried fish in his mouth. He

not before receiving a few scratches on

movements and swiftly extended his hand, atten to

with disdain. In its view, Blake’s movements were slow and clumsy, and it easily evaded his

martial arts drama, using chopsticks

if playing with a mouse. Gradually, its curiosity and playfulness took over, causing it to almost

to snatching the bag from Blake several times. only

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