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Chapter 1049 Blake and the Cat

In the desolate forest, Blake trudged through the dusty landscape.

He had to reach the underworld.

Having managed to penetrate the layers of the cave’s “preservative film, Blake was now merely a foot away from stepping into the realm of the underworld. However, he knew all too well that if he were to enter directly, the King of Cities would likely detect his presence immediately.

So, Blake decided to take the shortcut through the Gray Earth.

It felt as though he had been walking for an eternity. The sky remained unchanged, the forest appeared no different, and the usual methods of determining the direction of the world were ineffective here.

Frowning, Blake climbed to the top of a tree once more, hoping for a clearer view.

According to Lilly’s description, there should be an immensely tall and dense forest in this area. Trees reach the height of skyscrapers, with trunks too broad for ten people to encircle, and leaves lush with greenery.

Yet, despite his long trek, all Blake could see was various shades of gray.

Am I heading in the wrong direction?” Blake wondered aloud.

He descended from the tree, accumulating more dust on his weary body.

The name Gray Earth truly manifested itself in this place.

Shades of gray enveloped everything, it was like stepping into a monochromatic ink painting. After spending a considerable amount of time here, one might even question if they were three-dimensional beings or mere paper cutouts in a two-dimensional world.

Once again lost and disoriented. Blake leaned against a tree, taking out his water bottle to quench his thirst with a slow sip.

Suddenly, a rustling sound pierced the silence.

A gray silhouette darted past him with a whoosh.

exclaimed in delight, immediately standing

more dust on his body, but he had no time to brush

agility, effortlessly leaping through the bushes while remaining untouched by

and it glanced back at the

“Wait!” Blake called out.

extraordinary, and he

the cat ahead

suddenly spoke again, “Here you go, it’s dried

in

turned its

pocket and pulled out a sealed plastic bag, from which he pulled out a small

eyebrow slightly. “Can you lead the way if I give you a piece of dried

at Blake with disdain, its eyes seemingly conveying the message, “How

swiftly glanced at the dried fish before

speak, Blake could understand what it meant-apparently, it felt that one

his hand and said,

same batch as the ones

shamelessly used his little companion as a bargaining chip. “There’s not many left, first come,

here in Gray Earth. They probably also want

cat ahead was

Meow, humans are cunning.

I’ll do it for the sake of

the human in front of it say, “Alright, I’ll give you one dried

The cat remained silent.

of disdain and arrogance in its

dried fish

lightning bolt, swiftly

fish flooded its nose