I awakened the cultivation panel.

Chapter 21 Triggers a New Class

After searching for a long time following the sound, I finally found it under a thorn tree on the edge of the orchard.

It was a small orange cat, about the size of a palm, with its blue eyes still intact.

It huddled under the thorn tree, curled up in a ball, and kept chirping.

Chen Jingle couldn't reach it either.

"It's a long-haired orange tabby. But why is there only one? Where's the mother cat? Could someone have abandoned her?"

Chen Jingle frowned.

It's quite possible that someone else threw it away.

After all, his family doesn't have cats, and the nearest house is over a hundred meters away. It's unlikely that the mother cat would come here to build a nest in the wild to give birth; she was most likely thrown here by someone.

It's important to know that female cats in rural areas are generally not spayed or neutered. They typically give birth twice a year, with several kittens each time. Since they can't keep them and no one wants them, they have no choice but to abandon them, leaving them at the foot of the mountain or in the woods to fend for themselves.

If you're lucky, you'll survive and become a wildcat or a lynx, or wander the village, rummaging through other people's trash cans.

If you're unlucky, you'll just die.

I just don't know who did it, this time they actually threw one into his orchard.

"But this is a hairy orange, how can you bear to throw it away?"

Chen Jingle was surprised.

The vast majority of orange cats are short-haired, with only a very small number being long-haired, or some being crossbred with Maine Coons or Lion Cats.

The long-haired orange cat is very beautiful.

It just goes to show that rural people really don't know what's good for them. If cat lovers online saw this, they'd be green with envy, yelling "Hurry up and you'll miss out!"

"Meow~meow~meow~"

The little creature kept chirping and trembling, clearly terrified.

Chen Jingle sighed, shook his head, and decided to ignore it for now and continue turning the soil.

Today I'm going to plant some water spinach and bok choy.

The former is water spinach that I bought yesterday. I cut off part of the stem and planted it directly. This stuff is very resilient and grows very quickly after planting, not to mention that Chen Jingle soaked it in diluted moon dew first.

The bok choy was purchased from seeds, which were first soaked in diluted moon dew to facilitate rapid germination and prevent them from being eaten by ants or other insects in the ground.

I'll add some diluted moon dew later, and I reckon we'll be able to eat it soon.

Vegetables bought from outside are definitely not as tasty as those grown at home.

At this moment, the little orange cat was still chirping; I really don't know where it got such a good voice.

"Hey, stop yelling!"

Chen Jingle, leaning on his hoe, frowned as he looked at Xiao Biga, whose incessant chirping was getting on his nerves.

It started barking when we arrived, and it was still barking after the vegetables were planted.

If you can shout so loudly, why don't you go participate in "Singer"?
In the end, I was softened by the kitten's meows.

Chen Jingle said, "If you come here on your own, I'll take care of you."

As soon as these words were spoken, its voice indeed became much quieter, and it slowly emerged from under the thorn tree, meowing softly.

Every step was unsteady, but the direction remained steadfast.

Finally, she toddled over to Chen Jingle's feet and placed her two little paws on his slippers.

Chen Jingle: "..."

Dude, are you really coming over here?

Don't be fooled by this yellowish-brown cat. It may be cute when it's a kitten, but it can become incredibly cunning and ruthless as it grows up, and it's easy for it to become a pig.

Otherwise, why would it be called Fat Orange?

Nine out of ten orange cats are fat.

Most orange cats are good-natured cats, but a small minority, like the elderly, enjoy being abusive.

To be fair, this little creature is quite cute. It's a fluffy ball of fur, with a white tuft of fur under its chin and four little paws, while its nose and paw pads are pink.

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This is in very good condition.

It didn't fuss when grabbed by the scruff of its neck, its tail tucked tightly between its legs. It just looked a bit dirty, with quite a few cat fleas on its body.

"Alright, you keep your word. Now that you've come out on your own, you're working for me from now on!"

Chen Jingle chuckled.

The little guy is really lucky. If it weren't for Chen Jingle, he probably wouldn't have survived more than a few days in the wild.

He has a pretty good impression of cats, a little better than dogs, but he has always observed them from a distance and rarely gets close, for fear of being scratched.

A single scratch costs several hundred dollars; it's not worth it.

However, kittens like this, which are probably not even two months old, pose no threat.

Let's keep it for now and see. At least there'll be another person in the house who can breathe, so I won't be the most useless one.

……

Just then, a prompt box suddenly popped up on the system panel—

[New class triggered: Pet Master.]

[Trait: Lord of All Spirits. Gains access to all special training methods and bonuses related to animals, and commands all spirits. Specific details depend on level.]

Should I choose to change jobs and advance my career?

A new profession? A spirit pet master?

Chen Jingle was surprised, but quickly accepted it: "This corresponds to the spirit plant master, right? You can raise animals? That's awesome."

Although he is rather lazy and doesn't like all kinds of animals, this new profession gives him the potential to become the sect leader of the Beast Taming Sect.

Imagine yourself leading a pack of spirit pets, one on your left and the other on your right, commanding an army of spirit beasts into battle – how cool would that be?

But I'm also a little curious, why didn't this prompt appear when I interacted with the pine tree at my grandfather's house before?
Is it because the soil belongs to my grandfather's family? Can't the profession be activated if it's owned?
I don't understand.

"Job Change and Advancement!"

Once Chen Jingle snapped out of his thoughts, he decisively chose to accept the job.

The next second, in the profession section of the panel, after the plant master and the qi refiner, there was a new profession: pet master, with the level of beginner.

Although it was only a beginner level, he could clearly feel a closer connection with the little orange cat in his hand.

Little Orange seemed to sense something and meowed softly again.

Chen Jingle was very satisfied; the cat didn't hiss at the drop of a hat, so it was undoubtedly a good cat.

"Let's give you a name first. Since your hair is so long, we'll call you Longhair from now on."

I originally wanted to name it Longhair Old Man, but after thinking about it, I decided against it. I don't want my child to inherit bad cat genes.

Long hair is good.

Although the name is a bit rustic, as long as it can be kept alive, that's fine.

First, I took it home, and then I ordered a bag of kitten food and a flea and tick treatment called difenoconazole online.

Until the cat fleas are completely eradicated, this little thing will stay in the small cardboard box on the first floor for now.

As for food, Chen Jingle prepared some minced meat for it. Seeing how happily it ate it and even made "mmm" sounds, it probably had never eaten anything so delicious before.

"As long as you can eat food, it'll save me the trouble of buying you lactose-free milk. Oh, and I'll also need to buy some cat litter."

It's only been less than two months, and it can't go outside to relieve itself, let alone sit in the toilet.

If you fall into the pit, you're doomed.

Before the cat litter was returned, Chen Jingle marked out an area next to the house where there was a small pile of unused river sand as a toilet, strictly prohibiting the cat from urinating or defecating anywhere.

"You! Yes, you! From now on, if you need to use the toilet, come here, and bury it yourself afterwards, you hear me?"

Chen Jingle stood with his hands on his hips, lecturing the well-fed young man!

The little guy sat on the ground and actually meowed in response.

Then, with its tail held high, it ran to the bucket where it had just watered the vegetables and circled around it.

Wow, is that the smell of diluted moon dew?

Chen Jingle laughed: "Your little nose is quite sensitive."

(End of this chapter)