I live infinitely in the survival game

Chapter 302 Brainless Village 113
The crippled man was still swearing and smashing, but this time no one saw it in such detail. The whole picture was like a movie being shown in front of his eyes, and he automatically clicked to skip it.

After the crippled man smashed them, the scene in front of them changed instantly, but it changed to another place in a second. The scene of the crippled man smashing the heads and legs of the villagers was staged in front of their eyes again.

After the end, the scene changed again, and they watched the crippled man face different people and repeated the behavior just now.

Time and time again, each time within a few seconds, the picture kept flashing before their eyes, taking them all over the village.

After the scene changed again, the picture suddenly froze and returned to the woman's yard at the beginning.

In the middle of the yard, pink meat was placed all over the floor, packed in baskets, with lumps of blood still sticking to it, and the meat was all stained with blood.

In a corner of the yard, the crippled man was sitting next to a wooden table. On the table were many large and small dishes filled with meat.

These meats were different from the chunks of meat on the yard. They looked all smashed, and some intestines and brain tissues could be vaguely seen hidden in the lumps of meat.

The meat on the table was not very broken. The lame man was holding a small rolling pin and a large wooden bowl in his hand, and was stirring the meat in the wooden bowl with a wooden stick.

On the long wooden chair obliquely above him, there were still some bottles and jars, which were full of seasonings.

The crippled man suddenly laughed "Hehe—" and looked at the chicken pen, "I've been hungry for so many days, let me see if you guys will eat the chicken food carefully prepared by me this time!"

In the chicken coop by the courtyard door, some chickens were lying on the ground weakly, and some seemed to be energetic, trapped in the chicken coop, had difficulty walking, and could hardly move.

The picture in front of them suddenly flickered, like a computer screen flickering suddenly, shaking their eyes.

After a second of flickering, the lame man's position changed instantly. He stood in the chicken coop. Inside the chicken coop was a large pot, and a lot of chicken food he had mixed was poured into the big plate.

Just now they looked at the weak chickens, and suddenly rushed over in a swarm, scrambling to grab the chicken food in the big basin.

The crippled man watched this scene, and smiled with satisfaction, "Not bad. I'll be full later, and then I'll feed the other chickens in the village. I'll find a place to raise you little guys~"

The crippled man looked at them and hummed a little song with satisfaction.

The picture in front of me flashed again, and it changed into the kitchen. There were a lot of marinated meat on the table, and the cauldron had been heated by the crippled man.

He smiled happily, sang a little song, picked up the marinated meat in the big bowl, and put it into the hot pot at once, with the sound of oil sizzling.

"Break my leg? Now I'm frying your thigh meat, and I'll eat it with pleasure later, it's really delicious~"

The lame man stretched his head, took a breath of enjoyment, and smelled the smell.

"This bunch of idiots! I can kill you all even if I break a leg!" The crippled man suddenly sneered with extreme disdain, and hummed a ditty while talking.

"Your brains are nothing! You don't even want to eat chicken!" The lame man sneered again.

"Oh, so much meat, just leg meat and human brains, you have to eat~ Oh no! I think about it, every family raises chickens, there are only a few people in each household, but there are so many chickens ..."

"If these chickens were pure meat, they would be eaten within a few days." The lame man said, shaking his head again and again.

(End of this chapter)