After Maxing out all Classes - Chapter 989:

Cat Diary:

On June 5th, 1357 in the Fengmo Continent, I had had such a pleasant nap.

On June 6th, 1357 in the Fengmo Continent,

I hadn’t napped today, and I was quite unhappy.

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On June 7th, 1357 in the Fengmo Continent,

She had dreamt of fish during my afternoon nap. Around noon, Huahua emerged from a narrow alley in Westwind City, sauntering along while flicking her tail.

She had just been rudely awakened from her siesta by a loud noise. Although the trains had been relocated to the outskirts of the city, thus sparing her from the train whistles, other noises were still making it impossible for the feline community to enjoy a proper nap.

A cat woken up from her nap is quite irritable!

Huahua pouted and aimlessly strolled the streets. She walked into a fish shop, casually grabbed a crispy little fish, and exited without paying.

The shopkeeper was about to call out for payment when a Westwind warrior appeared from a nearby corner and dropped a handful of copper coins into his hand. The warrior chuckled, “That’s a cat from Godfather’s family.”

The shopkeeper wiped his forehead and quickly said, “I see, I’m new here, didn’t recognize her. Will remember for next time.”

The warrior replied, “I’m telling you this not to say you shouldn’t charge her. The Godfather never bullies the market. My point is, if she gets sick from your fish, your business is done. So, don’t serve any spoiled fish.”

The shopkeeper quickly assured, “All of my fish are fresh.”

“That’s good to hear!” the warrior smiled, “Charge what you must for fresh fish. But never deceive with subpar goods. That’s what the Godfather always advises us here in Westwind City. If she takes more fish in the future, keep a tab, and someone from Westwind City will cover it.” The shopkeeper respectfully acknowledged.

Meanwhile, Huahua was still wandering drowsily on the streets, her mouth filled with half a crispy little yellow fish, yawning continuously. Many people on the street recognized her, especially the older Westwind folks. They waved and smiled at Huahua, but seeing that she was still half-asleep, they ceased their greetings.

Eventually, Huahua stumbled into the central garden and flopped down on a swing. She curled into a ball on the narrow swing seat and resumed her afternoon nap, as the swing gently swayed back and forth.

A group of idle citizens had walked into the central garden and set up a chessboard on the stone table next to Huahua’s swing. The game, invented by the Godfather, was called “Xiangqi” (TL: Chinese Chess) and had become the post-meal entertainment for most people. Two friends sat across from each other, embroiled in a heated game. Of course, there were also less gentlemanly characters who couldn’t help but comment on the ongoing game. This had led to a brawl, and the park had become a battlefield.

In the midst of the commotion, Huahua, who had been napping on the swing, suddenly sprang up. Her graceful body traced a beautiful arc in the air as she unsheathed her claws. Stretching, Huahua scolded, “What the heck is this? Fighting in broad daylight and disturbing my nap!”

Both parties had ceased their fighting immediately and apologized to Huahua. They then resumed their chess game. As for the claw marks on their faces, a Westwind warrior promptly appeared to deal with them.

Their commotion had completely ruined Huahua’s nap. She pouted and started walking again. Suddenly, she opened a portal. The next second, she found herself in a harbor city, standing beside a vast ocean.

A fishing boat was docked at the shore, and a group of cat folk were busy on it. They were unloading an enormous tuna. Huahua’s mouth watered at the sight.

“Ah, Huahua, we haven’t seen you in ages. We’ve been out at sea fishing for two months,” someone greeted. Huahua waved her paw, “I haven’t had a taste of your big fish in two months.”

“Hha, we’ll prepare some sashimi for you right away.”

Elated, Huahua quickly grabbed a plate and hopped onto a horizontal wooden pole by the dock. She balanced herself perfectly on the narrow pole, savoring large bites of delicious tuna sashimi. It was one of the happiest moments of a cat’s life.

Just then, a phone call came in. She checked her phone—it was Robb calling: “Ah, it’s you. What’s up?”

Robb chuckled on the other end, “Huahua, where have you run off to this time? I searched the airship but couldn’t find you.”

“I’m by the sea, eating fish,” Huahua replied.

“So, it’s that time again, huh? I forgot when the fishing boats come back,” Robb laughed. “Come back when you’re done eating. I wanted to pet a cat and spent a while looking for you.”

“You could get a son to pet every day,” Huahua said.

“No!” Robb answered, “I want to pet a kitty, not a son. Sons drive me crazy; they’re not pettable at all. Come back for me to pet, okay?”

“I’ve just started eating,” Huahua responded.

“How much longer will it take?” Robb inquired.

Huahua had counted on her fingers and said, “I’ve just started eating the tuna. After that, I plan to have grouper and salmon, followed by fresh gallbladder sashimi, Arctic clams, crawfish, and king crab.”

Robb was speechless.

“What’s the matter? Why aren’t you talking?” Huahua asked.

With a snap, Robb had smashed his communication crystal ball. A second later, a portal had opened in the cemetery near the chapel in the harbor city, and Robb’s airship had squeezed its way out.

Huahua was astonished, “Why have you brought the whole family?”

Robb responded, “How could I sit still after you’ve flaunted such a seafood feast? We’ve all come to enjoy the seafood.”

“Hey! Don’t steal my fish,” Huahua warned.

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