Anyone Dares Bully you, Call Uncles! novel Chapter 1050

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."

Reluctance filled the cat's eyes, as if the temptation was insufficient.

But when it was tempted enough, the cat finally looked up.

It swallowed the last piece of dried fish, licked its paw, and then fixed its gray-blue eyes on Blake.

Blake could not 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 about to strike.

True to his instinct, as soon as he reached for his pocket, the cat before him vanished in an instant.

In the next second, it reappeared directly in front of him!

"Swipe!"

Its sharp claws unsheathed, as if accompanied by their own sound effects.

A chill ran down the back of Blake's hand, and when he looked down, he saw bloody marks etched across his skin.

Remaining composed, Blake raised his gaze, feeling a tingling pain.

The cat returned to its spot and, while nonchalantly grooming itself, cast a contemptuous gaze at Blake.

In its eyes, it seemed to say, "How dare you dream of achieving my speed, you clumsy human!"

Blake retorted, "Come at me again! It's yours if you manage to snatch it!"

He had not expected the cats in the Gray Earth to adhere so strictly to their principles. He had thought the little kitten simply took off with his small dried fish, along with the bag.