Chapter 6 You feel useless

Tu An heard them talking but still remembered to carefully bring two fragrant grilled chickens out of the fire.

After that, they continued to grill mushrooms, fish and snails.

Khac Na Lang wasn't too concerned, but Tu An knew he wasn't.

Tu An suddenly realized that he comprehended this monster in front of him a lot. Every day, every hour, he tried to look at Khac Na Lang's face and guess his intentions, with the fright that Khac Na Lang would resent the life and then use him to test the knife.

Khac Na Lang was not completely healthy, but walking was not a problem. He went to Tu An.

Tu An quickly laid the chicken and dipping sauce on a large leaf, then obediently pushed it in front of the person who had just come.

After nearly fifty days of contact with Khac Na Lang, Tu An learned that he would become more irritable when he was hungry.

A Ky Man also quickly got there.

Today, with only 2 chickens, Tu An knew he wouldn't have his portion.

A Ky Man gnawed on a golden chicken, praising Khac Na Lang's little slave without stopping.

This was the most delicious dish A Ky Man had ever eaten. He didn't know the salt, honey, and flowers could be grilled with chicken like that.

Tu An grilled fish and mushrooms for his lunch, but he couldn't help but feel sorry for himself.

Chicken could be added with a little seasoning.

As for his lunch, being full would be too expensive.

Tu An only dared to think in his heart when his fish and mushrooms were just cooked, A Ky Man and Khac Na Lang had finished eating.

Surprisingly, there was still one thigh left on the leaf.

The chickens here were so big that Tu An couldn't hunt them. Only monsters could easily catch those two chickens, so one chicken thigh was enough for Tu An to eat two meals.

Tu An glanced at the remaining chicken thigh four or five times. He did not dare to ask for it, nor did he dare to take the initiative to eat it, since for the monsters here, food and territory were probably the two most important things.

Khac Na Lang looked at the slave over there who dared to stare at his food, leaving him unable to help but laugh. He rarely found something interesting like this, so he decided to play around with the slave for a bit.

After Tu An went from expectation to disappointment, then from disappointment back to expectation, Khac Na Lang finally felt enough and gave the food in his hand to Tu An:

"Eat it. You should be obedient when you eat my food. "

Tu An took it and nodded like a chicken pecking rice:

"Yes yes, I will be obedient."

Even if Tu An wasn't fed, he had to obey. His small life was still in Khac Na Lang's hands.

Life was not easy.

The fish that was just cooked on the other side suffered and was left on the fire.

Khac Nap Lang is very crazy. Tu An didn't know when he would get it back, so he had to eat quickly.

A chicken thigh really has to be eaten twice, Tu An eats half of it with mushrooms and is full.

Khac Nap Lang just fell asleep under the tree for a while, he didn't sleep, he just laid down to rest after a meal.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the little slave packing the rest of the food, stealthily hiding under the tree.

Tu An had just finished storing the remaining half of the chicken thigh, turned around, and saw the grilled fish still on the other side, his regret surfaced again.

In his past life or in this life, Tu An treasures food very much.

So, of course, the other fish could not be wasted, Tu An rubbed his belly and decided to eat it.

The fish has just been brought down on the fire of red coals, separating from the meat, white inside, smoke billowing up.

Tu An used to eat this fish.

Fish meat is not sweet, slightly bitter, and fishy.

Tu An doesn't like it but doesn't hate it either.

Having food is already a godsend. Every piece of food must be cherished.

But before he could put it in his mouth, he felt a dark gaze staring at him.

Tu An crisis.

It felt like a monster was looking at me.

He faced this gaze many times, the last time was also the time he was killed and came here.

It was the look on his prey, Tu An struggled and ran away, but those eyes still followed him, and in the end, he took his life with a single blow, unable to recover his soul. It was also the strongest monster he had ever faced in his life.

Tu An was scared but not weak on his knees, a trained soldier would never react to such danger.

He turned around.

On the other side is Khac Nap Lang.

Khac Na Lang looked at him without leaving, his eyes narrowed slightly, both gloomy and thoughtful.

Tu An was not sure what to do next when Khac Nap Lang waved his hand slightly.

Tu An knew he was calling the slaves to come near.

When he hasn't recovered, it's a gesture of asking him to get water or saying something trivial.

Since his leg recovered, he had not been called that way again.

Tu An walked step by step, more than a dozen ideas popped up in his head.

Finally, Khac Nap Lang asked a pun related question:

"You think I'm useless?"

Tu An shook his head vigorously.

He did not need time to evaluate or think, the answer to this question was ten lives he did not dare to say yes.

Khac Nap Lang is temporarily satisfied:

"You feel useless?"