Chapter 3  : A Bright Future

Inside the huge chicken farm, the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken walked valiantly, occasionally lowering its head and using its claws to flatten the uneven ground. It was obviously repairing its own territory.

“It really is a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken! But where are the other chickens in the chicken farm?”

Edward stared at Emperor Cluck, whose every move contained great power, and was a little dumbfounded.

There had previously been a thousand hens in the chicken farm, so could all of them have been eaten by that Gold-tier magical beast? However, there were no traces of blood or chicken bones left behind on the ground.

After hearing what Watson said at the dining table, Edward immediately brought his wife and children to the chicken farm and was anxious to have a look at it .

“Father, after this Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken came over, all the hens in the chicken farm ran away. They must have been scared off,” Watson scratched his head in embarrassment.

The system was of such great importance that he did not dare to mention it, even to those closest to him.

“They all ran away?”

Edward was reluctant at first, but he got over it as the value of that Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was a hundred times more valuable than a thousand hens. He said, “So be it. Legend has it that powerful magical beasts have extremely strong territorial tendencies. This Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken is so proud and it probably doesn’t allow ordinary chickens to live with it! God blessed us and gave us the good fortune of meeting it. What’s important is that it doesn’t run away.”

Edward was feeling more happy than reluctant. The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken laid eggs worth their weight in gold, and as long as the chicken stayed at home, they would not have to worry about food and clothing. Edward decided to be frugal during the coming period. He would save the remaining meat in the house to the chicken, and after it laid enough eggs, he would sell them to turn his life for the better.

“This chicken looks so fat and delicious. Let’s stew it later.” Watson’s seventh sister, Scarlet, placed her finger on her pink lips and could not help drooling.

Edward’s expression froze.

After all, she was still a child and all she knew was how to eat. His heart would break if she ate such a precious magical beast.

“Stupid Seventh Sister, how can you possible eat such a precious chicken?”

Zeke and Zenoah said in unison. Edward thought to himself, ‘My third and fourth children are still the most sensible.’ The twins then said in a louder voice, “We should sell it. Maybe we can exchange it for a big farm filled with slingshots and endless glass marbles.”

A dumbfounded  Edward got so angry that his body became unsteady. Thankfully, Catherine managed to support him in time.

How did he father such prodigal children? One wanted to eat while the other two wanted to play. Was it that hard to be a little more business-minded?

“Brothers, Sister, we can’t sell this chicken. We’ll only be able to earn more profits by keeping it and having it lay eggs! The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken can lay a hundred eggs every day. If you convert that into money, it’s a hundred gold coins. After we minus the chicken feed and our daily consumptions, we can get a couple dozen gold coins. We’ll be able to get a few thousand gold coins within a year,” Watson explained with a smile.

Even the famous big farm owners in the vicinity could rarely earn that many gold coins.

“Watson is still the most sensible one.”

Edward could not help but nod after finally hearing some reason.

At only ten-years-old that year, Watson was his youngest child, whom he did not pay much attention to at first. His seventh child, Scarlet, knew how to shoot arrows and occasionally went out to hunt. The twins Zeke and Zenoah were quick-witted and knew how to exchange their family’s belongings for some trinkets, so they had the potential to become merchants. Watson was the one who seemed dull since he was young and did not seem to know anything.

At that point however, it appeared that this youngest son was the true outstanding one. In addition, he was lucky to have met the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, so the chicken farm would be left to him to manage in the future.

“Eighth Brother, we understand what you’re saying, but how are we going to keep this multicolored fragrant chicken? We can’t stop if it wants to run. Don’t tell me we have to tie it up? We’ve never raised such a precious magical beast too, so what if it dies?”

Zeke tilted his head and had a doubtful expression.

These words doused Edward’s enthusiasm like ice water.

Zeke was right. Even if the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was the weakest Gold-tier magical beast, it was not something that could be controlled by a rope. How could they stop it if it wanted to leave? Moreover, if they failed to serve it well and the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken died, there was nowhere else they could cry to.

“Don’t worry about it, everyone. I don’t know what’s going on with this Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, but it’s very close to me. It won’t run away.”

Watson had a shy expression. He waved his hand and said, “Come here, Emperor Cluck.”

The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, which had a proud look on its face just a moment ago and was kicking a stone, flapped its wings in an instant and ran all the way to Watson’s leg. It rubbed its head affectionately and let out a series of clucks to ingratiate itself.

That…

Edward and the others exchanged shocked looks with each other. How could such a magnificent Gold-tier magical beast be like this?

“This chicken is called Emperor Cluck? What a strange name.” Upon seeing that the chicken was very close to Watson, Scarlet could not help but come closer. “Come over here, Emperor Cluck.”

Emperor Cluck rolled its eyes at her, then raised its claw and stomped on the ground, instantly creating a half meter deep ditch. It was a clear warning for everyone not to come any closer, and Scarlet was so scared that she retreated with a pale face.

“Emperor Cluck, this is my seventh sibling, Scarlet. You have to be more polite to her in the future. Otherwise, I’ll punish you by not feeding you.”

Watson gave Emperor Cluck a kick, then turned around to discover his father and siblings looking at him as if he was a monster. His lips twitched. “Why are you looking at me like that? Well, shouldn’t we go back after seeing the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken? It’s almost noon. Are you going to eat the chicken’s eggs or not?”

“Yes, of course!”

Edward was the first to react. With a wave of his hand, he immediately made up his mind and decided that he had to hand over the chicken farm to Watson.

…

Half an hour later.

Everyone sat around the wooden dining table, and their mother Catherine distributed the eggs.

“One each, be careful not to burn yourselves.”

The large colored eggs were placed in front of everyone and were emitting heat because they had just been boiled.

Watson picked up a fork and cracked the eggshell. He then used a small knife to cut open the colorful egg white. A golden liquid flowed out of the egg at once, emitting a gentle glow like the morning sun. A special fragrance assaulted everyone’s senses and filling the entire room.

“It smells so good!”

Unable to hold it in anymore, Watson picked up the cut egg and slowly put it into his mouth. He had already eaten one earlier and it was his second egg of the day. It had a better flavor because it was cooked, and there was a creamy aroma as soon as it entered his mouth. It tasted even better than meat, and it was no wonder that those great nobles scrambled like mad just to eat some Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken.

The others ate in a very unruly manner compared to him. Scarlet’s cheeks were puffed up and she licked her fingers, muttering in a muffled voice, “Wow, even the eggs taste good. I wonder what the chicken itself tastes like…”

Zeke and Zenoah were fighting over it, saying, “Give me a bite of yours, just one bite.”

Edward stuffed the egg into his mouth with a straight face, then stretched his hand toward his wife Catherine, who smacked it away begrudgingly. He smiled awkwardly, he said earnestly, “Ahem, the eldest and the second aren’t home, while the fifth and the sixth have been staying in the room. This is for them. Don’t get any other thoughts!”

Seeing Catherine’s suspicions of him, Edward changed the topic, “I’m really not a glutton, trust me. Alright, forget about it. Since everyone’s here, I’ll be announcing a very important matter! From today onward, the chicken farm will be under Watson’s management. The eggs that are produced will be sold by third and fourth brother at the nearby farms. Does everyone have any objections?”

Everyone else was fighting to eat the eggs, so they naturally had no objections. Watson smiled and said, “Thank you, Father.” He looked at the sun outside, with sunlight shining warmly on his body.

Watson finally saw a glimmer of light after transmigrating to that world a few days ago. With the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, he believed that a bright future was ahead of him and he looked forward to it greatly.