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

it was tempted enough, the cat

piece of dried fish, licked its paw,

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

as soon as he reached for his pocket, the cat before him vanished

it reappeared directly in

“Swipe!”

as if accompanied by

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

Training With a Cat

composed, Blake raised his gaze,

nonchalantly grooming itself, cast a contemptuous

seemed to say, “How dare

at me again! It’s yours if you

principles. He had thought the little kitten simply took off with his small dried fish, along

the cat became tempted to do

those dried fish will be mine? That was what he said himself. It wouldn’t be

cat, saying, “Come

just like that, the cat approached

his pocket and dodged nimbly, but still ended up getting his

much more challenging than training with the kids on

bit down on the buckle, placing the pack of dried fish

at him, but not before receiving a few scratches on his

not idle. He assessed the cat’s movements and swiftly extended his hand, atten

disdain. In its view, Blake’s movements were slow and clumsy,

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

Gradually, its curiosity and playfulness took over, causing it to almost forget its goal of snatching the

their back-and-forth, the cat came close to snatching the bag from Blake several times. only to miss

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