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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.”

the cat’s eyes, as if the temptation was

when it was tempted enough, the cat

licked its paw, and then fixed its

was going to do, but relying on his intuition honed through years of battlefield practice, he sensed that the cat was about to

to his instinct, as soon as he reached for his pocket, the

the next second, it reappeared directly in

“Swipe!”

claws unsheathed, as if accompanied by their own

back of Blake’s hand, and when he looked down, he saw bloody marks

Training With a Cat

his gaze, feeling a

its spot and, while nonchalantly grooming itself, cast

say, “How dare you dream of achieving

“Come at me again! It’s

Gray Earth to adhere so strictly to their principles. He had thought the little kitten simply

words, the cat became

mine? That was what he said himself.

beckoned the cat, saying, “Come

that, the cat

nimbly, but still ended

more

pocket, which was 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 then made a

but not before receiving a few scratches on

movements and swiftly extended

disdain. In its view, Blake’s movements

hero in a martial

with a mouse. Gradually, its curiosity and playfulness took over, causing it to almost forget its goal of snatching

to snatching the