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Chapter 72 He Just Likes to Pet Cats

Zhang Jingyi hugged nothing.

The little caracal, which was only half a year old, was already very agile. It did not give the bad uncle any chance to pet it. It jumped sideways and instantly jumped a long distance away and hid behind its mother.

The giant caracal's claws suddenly popped out, and he asked anxiously, "What do you want to do to my daughter?"

The tiger-striped warrior quickly stood between the caracal and Zhang Jingyi, using his body to block the caracal's attack path, and said awkwardly: "Your Majesty, he is not a villager, he is a stray cat from outside, you will scare them."

"Ah?" Zhang Jingyi quickly stopped petting the cat and said to the big caracal, "Sorry, sorry, I thought it was one of our own. I'm used to kissing, hugging and lifting my own kittens high. I was so reckless. I'll give you a bag of cat food as an apology."

Rabbit: "?"

The next moment, a large bag of cat food was handed to him.

Zhang Jingyi also added: "It's ready to eat right after opening the bag!"

The caracal hadn't eaten for four days and was already growling with hunger. When he heard that the food was ready to eat right out of the bag, he couldn't help but tear open the bag and smell it...

It smells so good!

"It smells delicious, meow." The caracal quickly took out a grain and put it in his mouth to try it. You won't know how delicious it is until you try it.

"Great, really great." He quickly grabbed a handful and then handed the rest of the bag to his wife and children.

The caracal family immediately went into eating mode.

"Ah, nice meow..."

"It smells so good, meow..."

"Woo woo, I haven't eaten in a long time, meow!"

The caracal family shed tears while eating.

Seeing how poorly the family ate, Zhang Jingyi couldn't help but sigh, "Is life so difficult?"

The tabby warrior leaned close to his ear and whispered, "It's hard for stray cat people to survive. Their life span is much shorter than that of cat people like us who have tribes and villages."

Zhang Jingyi: "It's so pitiful. Let them stay. It's just a matter of having a few more pairs of chopsticks."

Tabby Warrior: "I knew that the generous and kind King would definitely take them in, so I brought them back, meow."

After finishing a bag of cat food, the caracals were refreshed and looked around to take in the surrounding environment.

In addition to the few "camouflage" houses they saw in the dense forest, there was a group of humans building houses a little further away.

Forty guards are working hard to assemble as many forest huts as possible. These huts are of different sizes. With each additional house assembled, the cats can have a little more freedom when they take a nap in the afternoon, and won't be so crowded.

It was almost noon and the cats were already dozing off in various ways.

The caracal saw the tabby warrior lay the magic deer that had just returned from hunting flat on the ground, peel off its "magic armor", and then use his sharp claws to scratch the deer's thigh, cutting the muscles and breaking the tendons... In a short while, the entire leg of the magic deer was removed.

The caracal came over to help: "Is this our stored winter food?"

The tabby warrior laughed: "We won't eat this meow, it's disgusting. We all eat cat food now meow."

Caracal: "Ah? Is that the thing that His Majesty the King gave me just now, meow?"

"Yes!" The tiger-striped warrior was a little proud: "How many kilograms of magic deer meat we kill will be exchanged for that many kilograms of cat food from His Majesty the King."

The caracal thought to himself: The meat of the magic deer is really not tasty. I should exchange it for the delicious cat food just now, one pound for one pound, which is a good profit.

"Is His Majesty so generous?" "Yes!" The tiger-striped warrior laughed, "He is a good man, except that he has no sense of boundaries and likes to pet us, everything else is good."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jingyi passed by from behind and stroked the tiger-striped warrior's ear.

Caracal: "I thought he only petted female cat people and children, but it turns out he petted male cat people too?"

Tabby Warrior: "His Majesty the King said that petting cats is a meow regardless of gender."

Manul: “…”

Tabby Warrior: "Come... help me pry off this magic armor, meow."

The caracal quickly came to help, prying the magic armor off while asking, "Are you going to use these magic armors to make armor after they are pried off, meow?"

"No, we sell them to goblin merchants." The tiger-striped warrior chuckled, "We no longer use animal shells and fur to make armor. We have better armors."

Caracal: “???”

The tiger-striped warrior pointed to the cloth clothes he was wearing and said, "Hehehe, this is clothes given by His Majesty the King. It's called knife-proof clothes, also called stab-proof clothes. It's much lighter than armor, doesn't affect our agility at all, and can also protect against swords."

Caracal: “???”

This is where his knowledge goes into a blind spot.

At this moment, Zhang Jingyi, who was standing behind him, took out his mobile phone and checked the time: "Ah, the ordered goods are about to arrive, I have to go back to collect them. Hey!"

He walked towards the direction of Gilneas Town. The caracal looked in the direction he was heading and saw a shabby town outside the dense forest.

Caracal: "Is that a human town, meow?"

Tabby Warrior: "No, it's the werewolf town, meow."

"Huh? How come you guys have werewolves as neighbors, meow?"

"It's okay, we are all on the King's side, meow." The tiger warrior said, "Let me take you to the werewolf town. I'm sure you are curious too, meow."

The caracal is really curious. It is the nature of the cat people to find out everything about the area around where they live. If they don't figure it out, they will feel insecure and will not give up.

The tabby warrior is also a cat person and has this habit, so it is better for him to take the caracal for a walk earlier than letting the latter sneak away to see it alone.

The two walked towards Gilneas town together...

When you walk to the outskirts of the town, you will see large wheat fields. This is the winter wheat planted by the wolves. It is usually sown in autumn and will not mature until the next year when it can be harvested.

However, the cat man didn't understand this. The caracal just thought that this wheat field looked particularly good: "Such a good wheat field must attract a lot of field mice, right?"

The caracal licked his lips and said, "I will squat by the field tonight and wait to catch the field mouse."

The tabby warrior laughed: "Haha meow! The wheat is growing too well this year, and it has attracted a lot of field mice meow. The stinky dogs are also very angry and are trying their best to catch field mice meow."

Caracal: "Ah? Isn't that a dog meddling in other people's business?"

As the two were talking about this, they saw a huge mouse suddenly jump out of the wheat field. It was half a yard long and flew into the field on the other side of the ridge. Then a big gray wolf jumped out from behind and pounced...

All in vain!

The big mouse easily fooled the big bad wolf and howled in anger: "Damn it! I'm so mad! I'm so mad! You're chewing my wheat seedlings. I finally got the wheat to grow so well this year! This damn guy is eating my wheat seedlings."

(End of this chapter)