Chapter 44

That night passed without a word.

The next morning, Wenlong groggily turned over and only felt the cold ground.

"Huh? At this time, shouldn't I be feeling two soft, warm things? Where did they go? Meow?"

Wenlong slowly opened his eyes and found that Catherine, who usually slept hugging him, was nowhere to be seen.

"This woman, actually got up earlier than me? Or is it that..."

Wenlong quickly got up and rushed out, only to see Catherine swinging her large sword on a flat area outside the cave.

"Four hundred eighty-seven... four hundred eighty-eight... four hundred eighty-nine... four hundred ninety..."

"Looks like she's practicing vertical slashes early in the morning, and doing five hundred at a time... meow."

Wenlong watched Catherine's figure with some surprise. Catherine seemed not to notice that Wenlong was watching her and continued to swing her large sword.

The morning sun shone on Catherine, making the sweat on her forehead sparkle. For some reason, Wenlong felt a bit moved.

"Her movements are even more precise than yesterday, and more importantly, her skill level has reached that of a hunter with a year of hunting experience. This must be due to her genetic talent in hunting. Once she gets on track, she can quickly improve and master skills faster than the average person..."

"No, it's not just that. If it were just talent, she wouldn't have improved so quickly. It's more about the change in her mindset, that growing desire to become stronger, which is the main reason for her rapid improvement in such a short time, meow."

"Four hundred ninety-seven... four hundred ninety-eight... four hundred ninety-nine... five hundred!"

As Wenlong was thinking, Catherine completed her morning training quota. She panted, then deeply planted the giant bone sword in the ground and leaned against it for a short rest.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

Catherine heard the sound of clapping and only then noticed that Wenlong was watching her from not far away.

"Mr. Cat!" Catherine exclaimed in surprise.

"Good job, you've improved a bit more than yesterday," Wenlong praised her first, then asked, "Why did you get up so early to practice today? Meow?"

"I don't know why, but I always feel like there's still something lacking, so I thought I should practice more..." Catherine said, a bit embarrassed.

"Um, that's very good. As a hunter, you need to have this constant pursuit of perfection. It shows that you are gradually maturing, meow."

As an experienced hunter, Wenlong knew very well that the ability to always identify one's shortcomings and continuously train to improve is a crucial factor in becoming strong!

Some people rely on their talent but lack the perseverance to train consistently, so even if they are stronger than the average person, they will never reach the peak of strength.

Others, though diligent and practice every day, lack the talent to identify and improve their weaknesses. In the end, repeating the same mistakes ten thousand times will result in no progress.

So when he heard Catherine say this, Wenlong was naturally very pleased.

"Thank you, Mr. Cat!"

Hearing Wenlong's praise, Catherine rushed over like a child, hugged Wenlong, and made an intimate gesture.

"Alright, let go of me, you're hugging too tight... meow..."

"Ah, sorry, Mr. Cat..."

Catherine quickly released Wenlong, realizing she had hugged too tightly.

"Cough, cough, woman, do you remember what I said we need to do today? Meow?" Wenlong cleared his throat and asked.

"I remember, Mr. Cat, today we're going to deal with the beaver beast!" Catherine replied.

From Catherine's tone, Wenlong could clearly sense that she was quite looking forward to today's hunt.

"It seems this woman is becoming more and more like a hunter..." Wenlong thought to himself.

"Um, the beaver beast is what we will be hunting today, but before we do, I have some things to tell you, meow."

As he said this, Wenlong placed his hands behind his back and slowly paced, looking like a dignified mentor.

Catherine remained silent, waiting for Wenlong to speak.

"There's an old saying, 'Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.' It means that when we go hunting, the first thing we need to do is gather as much information as possible about our prey. With a thorough understanding of the enemy, our hunt will be invincible. So, woman, how much do you know about the beaver beast? Meow?"

Catherine shook her head, indicating that she didn't know much about the beaver beast.

"Um... remember, the beaver beast is a common toothed beast in this area, so you need to know its characteristics. Since you don't know, I'll explain it to you now..."

"Um, um..." Catherine nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Seeing Catherine nod in agreement, Wenlong continued his explanation about the beaver beast.

"First, the beaver beast is a type of toothed beast. It usually lives near rivers and has sharp claws and teeth, especially its claws, which have a very powerful attack and need to be particularly cautious."

"Speaking of the beaver beast's claws, one important point to understand is that the beaver beast doesn't just use its claws to attack. Often, it uses its wide claws to dig and throws the excavated soil at its enemies. If you're hit, you might be trapped by large clumps of soil, affecting your mobility. If you're on a soft riverbank, the beaver beast's digging speed is even more astonishing, and in such a situation, we must be wary of its underground attacks! Meow!"

"Throwing soil? And underground attacks?" Hearing these moves, Catherine was a bit confused.

Catherine had no hunting experience and had only seen wild boars and the King of Wild Boars before. These two creatures, though powerful, had very simple and repetitive attack patterns.

They would charge! Charge! Charge! Continuously rush at the enemy, either piercing with their sharp tusks or trampling over fallen enemies.

Wenlong knew that such simple and repetitive attacks could easily lead a novice hunter like Catherine to misunderstand that all prey had such simple attack patterns, thinking that strength alone was enough to win. To dispel this misunderstanding before the battle with the beaver beast, Wenlong decided to explain some of the beaver beast's moves to Catherine from the start.