Deities Are All Just My Food -
Chapter 144 - 144 96 Let's Eat Chicken Flavor Crunchy!
144: Chapter 96: Let’s Eat, Chicken Flavor, Crunchy!
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[Subscribe Please]_3 Although not highly effective, it was better than nothing.
The Man-Eating Crows flew in, beginning to dive-bomb; some were blatantly aiming for people, obviously intending to vent the frustrations they had suffered at Lin Baici’s hands.
“What’s the matter?
Why are these bird monsters so ferocious?”
“Boss Wang, we can’t hold on much longer!”
“Ah, it hurts so much, help me!”
The forest turned into complete chaos.
“Boss Wang, we can’t go on like this; it’s time to resort to the last measure!”
A young man with a Guanyin jade pendant around his neck urged, and the atmosphere on the scene grew even more oppressive at his words.
The so-called “last measure” was to release a new scarecrow, to attract the attention of the Man-Eating Crows.
This meant someone was going to die.
A woman in her thirties, her face and body covered in bird droppings and bloody marks from the crows’ talons, shivered violently.
Wang Mingfu remained silent.
“Boss Wang, don’t hesitate any longer!”
The jade pendant youth shouted loudly.
Wang Mingfu was not softhearted; he was just worried that if they continued to waste scarecrows, they might run out, but it seemed like they had no other choice.
“Damn it!”
Wang Mingfu cursed, looking at the shivering woman: “Sorry, it’s your turn!”
“No…
I don’t want to!”
The woman turned to run.
“Catch her!”
Before Wang Mingfu could finish, the jade pendant youth had already pounced.
This woman, besmirched with bird droppings and wounds, was the unlucky one who had previously been selected by the sacrificial lottery.
“Don’t kill me, please, I beg you, don’t kill me!”
The woman cried and screamed.
“Life is determined by the draw of lots, you agree to the gamble, you accept the loss; but rest assured, as per our agreement, if I make it out alive, I will give your family two million yuan!”
At that moment, Wang Mingfu was cold, ruthless, like a machine devoid of any human emotion.
After discovering that scarecrows could lure the bird monsters, they had drawn lots.
Those selected would be used as scarecrows to attract the monsters’ attention when there were no other options left.
“I don’t want the money, I want to live!”
The woman wailed.
“Who doesn’t want to live?”
Wang Mingfu roared: “I drew lots too!”
Wang Mingfu had indeed drawn lots, but it was only for appearance’s sake.
If he ended up drawing the lot that destined him to be a scarecrow, he would find an excuse to overturn the lottery result.
If he didn’t, then his participation was the perfect reason to silence the chosen victim.
The woman’s sobs annoyed and rattled everyone, fueling their anxiety.
The jade pendant youth delivered two solid punches to the woman’s temples, knocking her unconscious, and then, along with a few men, they placed her on an already erect wooden frame and hammered sharpened wooden wedges into her wrists.
Ah!
The woman screamed as the wooden stakes pierced her flesh, and the pain woke her.
The rest of the process was already familiar to everyone.
The Man-Eating Crows descended like a blanket from the sky, starting to peck at the woman, covering her so thoroughly that she became enshrouded in a sphere.
Soon, the woman’s screams grew weaker until they ceased entirely.
Wang Mingfu watched the birds, pulled out his watch to check the time, and prayed that this attack would end quickly, otherwise they’d need to set up another scarecrow.
Fortunately, their luck wasn’t that bad.
This time, the crows attacked for about five minutes and then began to fly away.
But even that mere span of five minutes, the time it takes to watch two or three short videos, felt like an eternity to everyone, draining them physically and mentally, as if turning their hair white.
When the birds finally flew off, everyone sat down on the ground with a thud.
“Wuwuwu, when will this ever end?”
The elevator lady buried her face in her knees and sobbed, hugging her head because it would be her turn to become a scarecrow after three more people.
After catching his breath, Wang Mingfu calmed down and started calling out, “Let’s go, check on those people to see how many are still alive.”
“They’re probably all dead by now, right?”
Fang Wen wiped his mouth.
He was the largest and most robust, a coach at Palm Harbor Gym and a former professional boxer who had won a middleweight championship.
“I hope the birds didn’t eat them too clean!”
The jade pendant youth prayed.
If the corpses were intact, they could make do and use them as scarecrows.
Wang Mingfu and his group hurried on, as no one could guarantee that the birds wouldn’t attack earlier, and they preferred to be prepared.
Yet as they approached that stretch of woodland, they heard voices speaking, even laughter.
“What’s going on?
They’re not all dead?”
Fang Wen expressed his surprise.
“The key point is, why is there laughter?
Are they lunatics?”
The jade pendant youth was astonished.
“Go!”
Wang Mingfu started running.
…
“God Lin, are you really going to eat that stuff?”
Du Xin’s mouth twitched.
Seven piles of firewood were ready, to be lit immediately if the Man-Eating Crows returned.
One pile was already ablaze.
Lin Baici selected a few crows, gouged out their eyes, threaded them onto a thin stick, and began to roast them over the fire.
“Trying something new!”
Lin Baici wasn’t eager to eat, but the Eater God said it was good stuff.
[The eyes of the Man-Eating Crows possess properties that can brighten the eyes and treat shortsightedness, glaucoma, and other eye diseases.
Eating them regularly can make the eyes larger and more expressive, adding depth and charm.]
[Their flesh is also quite good; provided it’s cooked correctly, it’s delicious and has the effect of cleansing the intestines and purging residual waste, a godsend for those suffering from constipation.]
Lin Baici planned to wait until the next wave of crows arrived to have the Clay Human catch a dozen or so plump ones to store in the Black Tripod Bowl for future needs.
The function of clearing residual waste was not necessary for him; constipation could be addressed with laxatives or enemas, but Lin Baici was mainly interested in the treatment effect for shortsightedness.
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