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

tempted enough, the cat

piece of dried fish, licked its paw, and

but relying on his intuition honed through years of battlefield

he reached for his pocket, the

next second, it reappeared directly

“Swipe!”

unsheathed, as if

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

Training With a Cat

raised his gaze,

nonchalantly grooming itself, cast

to say, “How dare you dream of achieving my speed, you clumsy

at me again! It’s yours if you manage to snatch

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

cat became

If it could snatch it, all those dried fish will be mine? That was what he said himself.

beckoned the cat,

just like that, the

but still ended up

chuckled. This was interesting. It was much more

uniform for convenience, Blake bit down on the buckle, placing the pack of dried fish in his mouth. He then made a

not before receiving a few scratches

movements and swiftly extended his hand,

view, Blake’s movements were slow and clumsy,

a martial arts drama, using chopsticks to catch

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

snatching the bag from Blake several times. only

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