I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 305: Little Cat Mun

Praised by Eric, Vien became much more confident and took the potato to demonstrate to everyone.

With her as an example, the other beastmen at least dared to crowd closer to look carefully at the shape of the eyes.

The Rabbit and Cat tribes had fled together and were familiar with each other; they weren’t afraid of the Cat tribe. Looking where Vien pointed, a group of beastmen each squatted on the ground to find a potato to look at, and not long after, they could accurately point out the positions of the eyes.

"Alright, now use your sharp claws or the fish-scale knives just distributed to cut each potato into pieces according to the positions of the eyes."

Eric moved as fast as lightning, cutting a potato into several pieces, then held up a piece of potato to show them.

Worried the beastmen wouldn’t dare to do it, Eric took several more potatoes and cut them demonstratively in front of everyone several times.

Vien learned first; sharp claws grew from the tip of her index finger, copying Eric’s way to cut a potato into pieces.

Eric stood by and watched, nodding repeatedly in satisfaction, looking very much like a teacher.

With Vien leading, other people of the Cat tribe also dared to use their claws one after another, and very quickly a pile of potato pieces appeared on the ground.

As for the Rabbit tribe, although Eric felt Hieu was quite timid, undeniably she was the boldest among these rabbits. After the Cat tribe all started acting, she was the first of the Rabbit tribe to dare to use a knife.

Seeing that everyone had learned - and this job wasn’t hard anyway - Eric said with satisfaction:

"Alright, so our job today is to cut all these potatoes into pieces. Be sure to look carefully at the eyes before cutting."

Vien succeeded several times and was praised by Eric. Moreover, she felt that this little chief was very approachable, not like in her imagination, so she was no longer so constrained:

"Yes, I will definitely be the one who cuts the most!"

Eric really liked this Leopard Cat girl. Even if he couldn’t remember what Vien’s beast form was, just imagining it made him feel it must be a very cute Leopard Cat.

His eyes were full of smiles as he said: "Alright then, I’ll see if you are really that impressive."

Everywhere were brownish-gray potatoes. Vien chose a spot to sit down, saying confidently: "Don’t worry, Little Chief, I definitely won’t let you down. Our Cat tribe’s claws are the fastest."

A group of Cat people beside her smiled at her and also sat down to start cutting potatoes.

The Rabbit tribe also followed suit, each holding a fish-scale knife, moving carefully and slowly to cut potatoes. Every time they picked up a potato, they had to look for half a day, repeatedly confirming the position of the eye before daring to act.

Eric went to check on each person one by one and found that most cut quite well. Occasionally there were a few pieces cut too small or too big, but it didn’t affect anything, so he was very satisfied.

After checking a round, he was just about to find a pile of potatoes to sit down and cut with them when, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a small cat head poking out from the corner of his house wall, peeking sneakily in this direction.

So it was still watching. Eric was busy teaching everyone to find eyes and cut potatoes just now and didn’t have time to observe the surroundings; only now did he discover this little guy.

Not knowing what it wanted to do, Eric thought for a moment, then waved his hand towards it.

The little black cat saw Eric’s action, and the fur on its back immediately stood up. Whoosh, it shrank back behind the corner.

Its action made Eric laugh.

So kittens in another world looked just as interesting when wary. It was a pity he couldn’t buy cat treats now; otherwise, he could tease it a bit.

But was it not good to use treats to tease a Cat person... Eric thought about it and let it go. Seeing the kitten hide, he lowered his hand and started cutting potatoes.

A while later, in a corner unnoticed by the busy beastmen, the little black cat poked a head out again, curiously tilting its head and widening its round emerald eyes to look at the potatoes in everyone’s hands.

It remembered when it was just captured as a slave, its parents were still by its side.

The kingdom would send beastmen to supervise their work. Only if they worked well would they be given some earth beans to fill their bellies. Being a cub who couldn’t help much, its parents would give their portion of earth beans to it each time. They only ate the rest after it was full.

Because of it, its mother had no strength to work due to starvation and accidentally fell from the mining mountain. Its father fell into the abyss trying to save its mother. When pulled up by the combined efforts of the tribesmen, he was already gasping for breath and passed away one after another within a few days.

Seeing these earth beans, Mun thought of his parents, and tears couldn’t help falling, momentarily forgetting vigilance.

Suddenly, a pair of warm hands slipped under his belly, immediately hugging him up.

Mun was startled and began to meow in terror, sharp claws in his paw pads flailing wildly everywhere.

"Hiss, this little guy, the claws are really sharp, scratched me all up."

Eric grabbed the kitten by the scruff of its neck and held up his left hand to look. Heavens, the back of his hand had several scratches from it, and fresh blood was slowly oozing out, dripping onto the ground.

It was quite painful, so he quickly cast a healing spell on himself. A green halo sank into the wound, and the scratches disappeared without a trace instantly.

Mun squirmed in Eric’s hand while crying, trying to struggle free, attracting everyone’s eyes as they worked.

"Isn’t that Mun? Why did he run here?" A Cat person said in surprise.

Another person looked at Mun apologetically: "This child, he’s too disobedient."

"Little Chief, he has no malicious intent, he’s just a bit naughty, please absolutely don’t get angry." An older Cat person advised anxiously, afraid Eric would lose his temper over this.

Eric smiled, sat down again, pressed Mun on his lap, took a piece of cut potato, washed it clean with a water ball, and placed it in the kitten’s arms.

"Are you hungry? Here you go."

Mun didn’t even care about the potato piece. He stared with round cat eyes at the bloodstain that had soaked into the ground and just disappeared: "Magic!"

Seeing Eric’s action, the other Cat people knew he wasn’t angry, so they lowered their heads to continue cutting potatoes, only glancing at Mun with the corners of their eyes, worried that this child, both naughty and stubborn, would cause trouble again.

Mun’s surprised expression made Eric laugh. He stretched out his hand, and a round water ball slowly condensed in his palm, pushing it into Mun’s arms, enveloping the potato piece.

Curiosity aroused, Mun completely forgot the feelings of anxiety and fear. He timidly stuck his pink claws into the water ball. Seeing the water ball didn’t break, the little guy happily stuck his hand in and out, taking the potato piece out and putting it back in, playing tirelessly.

Seeing this, Eric took the opportunity to gently rub the cat’s head, squinting in satisfaction, letting Mun sit on his lap while he continued to cut potatoes.