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.”

cat’s eyes, as if the temptation

was tempted enough, the

swallowed the last piece of dried fish, licked its paw, and then fixed its

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

he reached for his pocket, the cat before

reappeared directly

“Swipe!”

as if accompanied by their own sound

of Blake’s hand, and when

Training With a Cat

raised his

to its spot and, while nonchalantly grooming

its eyes, it seemed to say, “How dare you

It’s yours if

expected the cats in the Gray Earth to adhere so strictly to their principles. He had thought the little

cat became tempted to

will be mine? That was what he

the cat,

that, the cat approached

clutched his pocket and dodged nimbly, but still ended up

much more challenging than training with the kids on his

fastened to the top of his uniform for convenience, Blake bit down on the buckle, placing the pack of dried

not before receiving a

movements

filled with disdain. In its view, Blake’s movements

the young hero in a martial arts drama, using chopsticks to catch

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

came close to snatching the

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