Chapter 146: Precious Eggs
From the cut on the leg, you can see that this leg was bitten off while alive. When caught and unable to escape, some animals choose to bite off their legs as a survival tactic. Wolves and yellow weasels, for example. However, the leg in Han Cheng's hand was not bitten off by its owner. With a rabbit's three-part mouth and specially evolved large incisors for eating vegetation, they couldn't gnaw through their own bones.
"Let's go." Han Cheng handed the rabbit leg as a reward to the eagerly waiting Fu Jiang and removed the rope from the tree stump. He then beckoned to the others and continued walking along the ditch.
Even if the caught rabbit escaped, at least he could prove to everyone in the tribe that the rabbit snare was indeed effective, and the most embarrassing result wouldn't happen.
Shaman took the rope from Han Cheng, the same one tied around a rabbit's leg. He examined it, occasionally opening the loop, putting his hand inside, and pulling on the rope to tighten it. The harder he pulled, the tighter it became, causing the blood vessels on Shaman's hand to swell.
Shaman marveled at the rope more and more as he played with it. He couldn't believe he hadn't thought of such a clever method. Han Cheng had indeed proven himself to be the Divine Child.
Han Cheng was unaware of Shaman's thoughts. He might have recalled the phrase "Your uncle is still your uncle" from his future life, although it wouldn't be entirely appropriate in this context.
"Rabbit!" While examining two more empty rabbit snares, the sharp-eyed Tie Tou was the first to call out quietly when they reached the third one. Simultaneously, he tightened his grip on the stone sickle, preparing to chase after the rabbit.
The others also did the same, momentarily forgetting about the existence of the rabbit snares in the excitement of spotting a live rabbit.
Seeing the excitement on everyone's faces, Han Cheng smiled and told Tie Tou, "Bring it here."Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m
Tie Tou responded with a quick run toward the rabbit.
The others followed suit, preparing in case the rabbit wasn't caught in Han Cheng's snares, and they needed to intervene.
"I want it alive!" Han Cheng worried about mishaps and added a reminder as the enthusiastic group rushed forward.
"Divine Child!" The others also shouted respectfully and excitedly.
Han Cheng waved his hand, signaling everyone not to be overly polite. Then, leading the group, he walked towards the next location to set a rabbit snare, wearing a smile on his face. This rabbit snare had given him face. Instead of embarrassing him, it had allowed him to show off a bit.
Although other protagonists typically showed off in front of emperors, ministers, martial arts masters, saintly sons, or divine maidens, and he was showing off in front of a group of primitive people, it still felt satisfying.
Han Cheng's mood improved even more. Not because he had shown off in front of the people of the Green Sparrow Tribe but because the guy who had snatched the rabbit before found them.
"Ying ying ying."
This fox, who had been waiting to steal a rabbit, ended up with the same fate as the one it had half-eaten. It struggled helplessly, also caught in the snare.
Han Cheng had no intention of keeping a fox. Their strong odor and cunning nature were not suitable for domestication.
So, when this fox realized it couldn't escape, it resorted to farting and lying on the ground, pretending to be pitiful. Its life ended in this manner.
Han Cheng, now a fierce, primitive man, had no intention of keeping a fox as he once did in a temple, holding a holy book while looking out the window, expecting a beautiful fox spirit to come and reward him for his virtue. Instead, he saw it as a creature to eat a ying-ying monster in the eyes of primitive people.
Looking at the rabbit with only half left, Han Cheng couldn't help but want to say to the already-dead fox, "There's no such thing as a free lunch, even for breakfast."
The surprises brought by the rabbit snares to Han Cheng and the people of the Green Sparrow Tribe didn't end there. An even bigger surprise awaited them.
Seeing Hei Wa carrying a brightly colored wild chicken, Han Cheng's smile grew broader. He had been thinking about this for a long time, and he didn't expect to obtain it this way.
Tea eggs, pine flower eggs, pouch eggs, fried eggs, egg soup thinking about the variety of egg dishes from his future life, Han Cheng couldn't help but salivate. If some people saw his current appearance, they would probably mock him for not being able to afford even a tea egg.
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