"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"
Upon hearing the sound of the gate opening, four little hens immediately dashed out of the coop.
They surrounded Wang Chen, who had just returned home.
Wang Chen squatted down and stroked each of them.
Ever since Bai had eloped with her husband, he no longer had a cuddly pet to stroke, so he made do with these few hens.
It helped to relax his tightly wound nerves.
Then he added grain and bran to the feeding trough.
Watching the hens scramble for food, Wang Chen broke into a gentle smile.
Whether he could eat boiled eggs, fried eggs, scrambled eggs, steamed egg custard, or omelet rice in the future all depended on them.
It wasn't that Wang Chen coveted food.
The path to immortality was long and difficult; without some pleasures in life, how excruciating it would be!
He considered himself quite lucky, actually.
Out of the nine members of the Yi Ten Defense Area's fourth Night Patrol Team, only four returned after the battle.
