Su Jingxing narrowed his eyes.
It was true that the crocodile meat was Mutated Beast meat, but the chickens were ordinary chickens. They were raised in mountain farms and sent to the market in batches.
These chickens were not disrupted by anything else nor did they possess special abilities.
They ate feed, grain, and worms.
Since when would they eat crocodile meat?
Minced crocodile meat was still meat!
No chicken would eat meat, unless it was a Mutated Beast.
Now, these ten chickens were happily fighting for and pecking up the crocodile meat.
The reason was definitely not the chickens, but the crocodile meat!
The cooked crocodile meat indeed had a unique fragrance.
The ten chickens caught this fragrance, ran over, and fought to eat it .
It could only mean one thing. The attraction of the crocodile meat was beyond imagination.
