Chief Black Cat Is Too Dedicated

The black cat was very intelligent. It immediately guessed its master's intentions and meowed several times in a row. "Meow~ Meow~"

It meant: Are you planning to use a flock of birds for surveillance?

Cheng Han nodded. "That's right! From now on, you'll handle the night shift, while the birds handle the day shift. We'll monitor Qin Zi Cheng around the clock."

There was plenty of light during the day. If the black cat often prowled around there, it would be easily noticed by the other party. Birds, on the other hand, were much smaller targets and better suited for keeping watch during the day.

The black cat understood. "Meow~"

Cheng Han stroked its head and asked, "You were out for so long tonight. You must be hungry by now. Shall I make you a midnight snack?"

The black cat happily swished its tail. "Meow~"

After working hard for most of the night, who wouldn't enjoy a nice midnight meal? The cat had thought its master would first light the stove, then warm up the leftovers from last night. But reality was completely different from what it had imagined.

The black cat watched as its master lifted the large bowl filled with Braised Rabbit Meat in both hands, then turned back with a smile. "Chief, let me show you a trick."

It blinked in confusion.

What trick? The black cat watched with its own eyes as a dim red glow lit up in its master's hands.

Just moments later, bubbles began to rise from the large bowl with a gurgle. Steaming heat spread through the air, mixed with a rich aroma of meat.

The black cat was dumbfounded.

Once again, this scene shattered everything it knew about being a cat.

Cheng Han touched each bowl in turn, reheating all the dishes. Then he added a little water to the leftover rice and repeated the process, warming the rice as well.

The entire process took no more than fifteen seconds. It was absurdly fast.

Faced with this scene, the black cat felt as though none of it was real.

This was naturally the effect of the Fragmented Imprint of True Flame.

After part of the imprint had been restored, not only had its flames become noticeably hotter, but it had also gained a supernatural ability similar to "thermal radiation."

The sun in another spacetime was itself an incomparably massive fireball, continuously radiating heat into the universe over billions of years. (Note: The three methods of heat transfer—conduction, convection, and radiation—are all different, so I won't elaborate.)

Wasn't it only natural for the Fragmented Imprint of True Flame to possess such an ability? This was perfectly scientific! Cheng Han smiled smugly. "I'll be able to save a lot on fuel from now on."

Saving all of it was impossible.

That was because using the imprint to convert heat energy consumed Spirit Value, and his Spirit Value was limited. If he used it continuously, he could only keep it up for an hour at most.

Incidentally.

The climate in this world tended to be cold. In another month at most, by late October, the average temperature would drop to around five degrees. It would not rise above ten degrees until late March of the following year.

In other words, winter lasted five months, so a large supply of fuel had to be stockpiled.

Last year, Cheng Han had just transmigrated here and spent a long winter in the orphanage. To save money, the orphanage only burned firewood for warmth for five or six hours each night.

In his previous life, he had lived in a warm southern region. Suddenly arriving in this miserable place had left him freezing terribly.

If this body's constitution had not been decent enough, he probably would have frozen to death long ago.

The next day was a rest day.

Cheng Han rarely stayed in bed until after seven.

The morning chill was rather heavy. He had wanted to linger beneath the warm blankets, but the black cat was too restless. It had caught a bird and brought it back early in the morning.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

A constant stream of chirping came from the living room.

It had to be said that Chief Black Cat was truly too dedicated.

Cheng Han sighed and muttered regretfully, "I should have told Chief yesterday not to catch birds before eight."

He yawned, quickly got dressed and out of bed, then opened the bedroom door.

"Meow~"

The black cat sat at the doorway and greeted its master good morning.

Cheng Han gave its head a rub, then turned to look at the top of the storage cabinet.

There, a dusty gray bird huddled in terror. A small tuft of white feathers stuck up from its head, forming a delicate crest.

It was obvious that being caught by a cat, held in its mouth, and carried all the way here had left the bird deeply traumatized.

Cheng Han smiled in satisfaction. "Not bad! A Grey Spotted Finch is a very suitable watcher."

Grey Spotted Finches were common birds. They were quite small, even slightly smaller than an adult's palm. If one perched in a treetop, it would not be easily noticed.

Even if Qin Zi Cheng spotted it, he likely would not think much of it.

Cheng Han glanced at the black cat and praised it. "Chief, you did very well."

His black cat had firmly remembered his words and faithfully carried out his request. It certainly deserved praise.

"Meow~"

The black cat happily flicked its tail.

In the past, Cheng Han would still have needed to put in some effort to use the Fragmented Imprint of Spirit Control to control a Grey Spotted Finch.

The reason was simple.

If a target was in an extremely tense mental state, its soul would produce stronger resistance, greatly weakening the imprint's effects.

Of course, it was not impossible to control it.

It was simply that the imprint was not particularly powerful. He would need to spend several days gradually wearing down the Grey Spotted Finch's will to resist before finally controlling it.

But now, Cheng Han had a better method.

His spiritual power transformed into Tentacles and gently touched a purple Light Orb.

This was the third imprint—the Spirit Universe Imprint.

It was also a miraculous existence specializing in the Spiritual Domain.

With a thought from Cheng Han, the imprint activated.

His Spirit Value instantly dropped by 0.8 points.

A nearly imperceptible glimmer of purple flashed through his pupils. A mysterious power descended, and his eyes somehow became profound, filled with a wondrous allure.

The black cat unconsciously raised its little head and stared fixedly into its master's eyes, its feline gaze blank.

The Grey Spotted Finch's soul was weaker, so it was affected even more strongly.

It blankly took several steps forward, its pair of pea-sized eyes staring straight into Cheng Han's.

Cheng Han smiled and said softly, "Hi, little one. Don't be nervous. It's safe here."

The Grey Spotted Finch immediately changed.

Its crest had originally been standing tall, but now the feathers spread apart.

This was a sign that it had completely relaxed.

Interestingly, the black cat was also affected by the supernatural power, changing from a sitting posture to lying on the ground.

Cheng Han slowly extended his right hand, palm open, and said again, "Come here! Land on my palm."

The Grey Spotted Finch hesitated for a moment. A trace of resistance arose in its subconscious, but the Spirit Universe Imprint swiftly invaded and snuffed out its will to resist before it could take root.

It flapped its wings a few times, flew down from the top of the cabinet, traced an arc through the air, and landed steadily in the center of his palm.

The corner of Cheng Han's lips lifted.

He had to admit that using multiple imprints together was far more powerful than using a single imprint.

Cheng Han was just about to use the Fragmented Imprint of Spirit Control to completely take control of the Grey Spotted Finch's mind when he suddenly felt something grab his trouser leg.

He looked down and discovered that the black cat had actually stood upright on its hind legs, adopting a climbing posture as if it intended to climb up too.

Cheng Han quickly said, "Chief, you don't need to come up."

"Meow~"

The black cat meowed and sat back down unwillingly.