Two-dimensional System of Mischief

Smacking his lips, Komyo threw the rope casually.

The hard-earned wood is just like this, thrown here like garbage.

Touch your own trap, you should catch some small things, right?

Thinking back to his storage space, all kinds of seasonings were shocked.

Sweeping away the exhaustion of the past two days, the pupils released an inexplicable brilliance and walked towards the first trap.

thump!thump!

As soon as he got closer, he heard a lot of movement in the grass, and a smile appeared on the corner of Jindai's mouth.

Hey, cutie, here I come.

Goooo!

"Wow, such a fat pheasant? Are all the small animals in this world this big?"

I thought that a trap could catch a lot of prey, but Kamito picked up the grass.After seeing clearly the aggressive pheasant in the trap, I refreshed my understanding of the world again.

Well, forget it, there are even snakes that big, let alone pheasants?I just don't know if it's good or not.

In the panic of the pheasant, Shendai quickly restrained its feet.

The latter was angry, unwilling to fight back with his sharp peck.

However, the gods, whose eyesight was no longer what it used to be, saw through, and without the slightest pressure, he dodged the vicious counterattacks one by one.

"Cut, little guy, just obediently enter my five internal organs mansion. Wait, why are these words so weird, why is there such a villainous aura?"

The Age of God was very happy, and this time he set six traps, one of which was destroyed.

It seems that there are still large dogs in this back mountain, but the Age of God is already very satisfied with this harvest.

Two rabbits the size of half a man from the Age of Gods, and three plump pheasants.

Weave the rope with grass, string it up and drag it to the stream, and start to deal with it one by one.

First of all, the five internal organs, although they look delicious.

Ke Jiayin, the five internal organs of these animals have slight toxins, as well as parasites and the like.

Jindai didn't say anything, lit a fire and threw these things into the fire to burn without leaving any traces.

This world is already strange and dangerous. If a plague, zombie virus or something breaks out, can we still have fun?

Using bamboo and wood to set up a grill, Jindai carefully took out the seasonings that had been prepared a long time ago in the space.

Licking the corners of his mouth, the oiled Jindai was very happy, and his spatial ability could also freeze the time of items.

sniff!

"Well, that's the smell."

Those who smell it have already seen that it exudes a sweet smell, and they will immediately have an appetite after looking at it.

All that's left to do is wait until these rabbit and pheasant roasts are dry and flavorful.

Salsa!Salsa!

"Who!?"

Suddenly there was a commotion from the bushes beside him, and Kamyo, who only had eyes for delicious food, immediately jumped up like a rabbit.

After being hungry for almost a day, Gourmet seems to have forgotten his own perception ability.

"Don't, don't do it."

Um?is a child?

It sounds immature and a little shy, but there is no timidity in his tone.

Has always been a child in this cottage?Being in a gangster's den, it seems that the latter does not lack courage at all.

A small figure emerged from the grass, and Kamito looked at this little guy with baby fat on his face.

The little guy can't be said to be very fat, but is slender compared to ordinary people.

For a child with a thin body, the little guy in front of him is still "meat".

So?

This little guy's beauty seems to have some status in this cottage, otherwise it would be impossible to make him so 'fat'?

Because until the age of God brought the horse grass back, no one sent food.The Age of God already knew that everyone seemed to have only one meal in this cottage.

In other words, the leader of the cottage only takes care of one meal for everyone in the cottage, and can only rely on himself for the second and third meals.

'So, it wasn't a hallucination that I saw the small market in the cottage? '

In an instant, the Age of God connected a lot of information, but he only saw this child, and only the roast chicken on the grill was in his eyes.

"you want to eat?"

"Hmm! Can you?"

The children, who were similar to each other, kept wiping their drool, and looked at Jindai with longing eyes.