In all my life, there has not been a single time, that I would ever say no to chicken, fried chicken, buffalo wings, braised chicken, it was the very meat that I remembered vividly that I have eaten in my childhood phase, being from a poor family chicken and eggs is our family go to, choice of meat. It is cheap and plenty, my mom made a killer chicken adobo, and chicken curry. And my dad, the only time he would be as silent as a monk, is when he was barbecuing the chicken wings, and that wings will be just an absolute epic food that he would serve us.
So, I grew up loving chicken-based dish and I considered myself as an expert on them. And as a chicken lover, there were a time when I wished that chicken would be as large as a cow, and have more wings on them. Naturally, a wish is a wish, just a dream that could never be a reality, but what if, a chicken was as big as a cow and also got 12 wings on them, if that were to happened and exist in real life, wont that chicken be really odd and off putting, if that were to happen, that creature might as well remained a dream, right.
"Co~… Coo~…Coo~…".
"…...Alfred…. that's chickens…. right?".
Today we are on a different area than the one that we used to go before, there is a small watering hole nearby, and according to Alfred, this place has the highest concentration of mutated animals from his GPS observation. Since it is not great to hunt in the same spot regularly, I obliged, and as we arrived at the area, the first animal that I saw once I turned off the engine is a flock of animals, that looked like chicken from far away. But up close, those mutated birds looked more like a monster to me.
"[Yes, Sir…. Mutated Chicken…and it was the Mutated Cornish Cross…. and... there were a few Mutated Leghorn in the mixed as well…]". (Alfred)
"…. well… I'm a self-proclaim expert on chicken…just from the feather I can tell which are which… those white ones with brown comb are Leghorn and those whites with blood red comb is the Cornish Cross…".
"[Noted, Sir…I have updated their data, on our database…]". (Alfred)
2 domesticated breeds of chicken now living inside of a forest, I supposed this chicken probably originated from some farm, and now they have mutated and survived in the wild. Their looks are not that hideous, the only part that made them very unappealing is their head, their combs are massive and just straight up a nightmare to looked at, it was as if a lump of a tumor just hanging out in the open, it was even veiny all over the place and just pulsing and pumping and beating. Some got their eyes bulging out of their eye sockets. Their foot is as thick as my calves with sharp claws and talon.
Other than that, off putting appearance, the rest, is just normal, well it just looked normal, their body were as big as a small car, the Cornish Cross got 12 wings, 6 on each side. For the Leghorn, it only has 2 wings, but the wings are on a normal size, but their body were as big as a small car, so it looked extremely comical. Cornish cross is the chicken breed that after it mutated, clearly made to be eaten, as it got a lot of wings and big thighs. The Mutated Leghorn on the other hand, is clearly meant to produce eggs, and now with it mutated, it seems like it was definitely would do that job very effectively.
"[Do you want me to shoot at it, sir?]".
"No…wait a minute…. I want to check something first….".
I stood up and walked out of our hiding spot, and then stop and stand quietly as I was about 30 meters away from the flock.
"Coo~…. Coo~…. Coo? ...…Coo~...Coo~".
The flock of chickens noticed me, all of them stopped pecking at the ground and necks perks up and looked straight at me for a second. I stood my ground and stood still at the confrontation, 3 seconds passed all of them back to cooing again and goes back to pecking at the ground.
"Hehehe…. Then how about this .... FFwwooosshh!! ...".
I pulled out a single sourdough out of my inventory, and then tears them up to shreds. Then, I throw the shredded bread about 10 meters to the left, all of the chickens noticed that something has been thrown near them, so all of them craned their neck up, once again.
"COO!!!...COOO!!!!.... Coo~…Peck! …Peck! .... Coo~ ...Coo~".
At first the flock reaction was alarmed, threaten perhaps, but as I stayed still and unmoved, their fears started to settled and then one of the chickens started to move toward the scattered bread piece, and once it's started to eat the bread piece. It coos with delight, and just like a chicken that they are, once a single chicken made a sound, all of them coos as well and just move in a flock to dine on the new thing. In a mere second, nearly 20 chickens were pecking on the ground, just packing the entire area.
"Hehehehe~…. Mutated or not…a chicken is still a chicken after all…".
"[Sir, Are you okay?]". (Alfred)
I am smirking on my own, standing in front of a flock of car sized chicken with all their heads down to the ground.
"Alfred, I am more than okay…. I found my dream chicken in this world….and although they looked like a monsters…..they are still chicken…and they act like a chicken should be…..we need to build a massive chicken coop or farm….".
"[Alright, sir…I have put the chicken coop/farm on our plans…But, sir, I estimate that, our current place….is not specious enough to creates a place to take care of this chickens…]". (Alfred)
"I thought so as well…we also need a bigger transport vehicle to haul this chicken alive…".
The chickens, well, they are acting like a normal chicken, and the entire time me and Alfred stood before them, they did not run at all, in fact, as I kept feeding them, they even dared to come close to me, and just ignored me the entire time. They are docile, they are the kind that don't know that they are dangerous and deadly, their beak, talon and size are their weapons, but they don't know that, why, because they are a chicken.
"We will need a lot of things…just to keep them…. oh, I want all of these chickens in my property so bad….".
I like this massive chicken, aside from their hideous heads, they are quite cute. But my current place is not suitable to be turned into farm or it even got enough space for me to do a lot of things. These chickens can provide me with a lot of things, eggs and meat, their feathers can be used as well.
"[Sir, I can put a tracker on them…constantly monitored their whereabouts ….and in the future if we managed to get a bigger space to build a place for them…we can come back and captured them all…]". (Alfred)
"As always, you are a savior Alfred…you do that…. hold on….is that…their eggs?".
"[I believed it is, Sir …. the size of that eggs…is certainly not normal at all.]". (Alfred)
As I was relieved that Alfred was able to keep an eye on these chickens, my attention was drawn to dozens of brown colored cassowary sized eggs on the ground, where these chickens use to be before. This chicken is a gold mine to my food business, and I need to have them in my property as soon as possible, for now, I could settle for a few of them and all those eggs they just lay. I have Alfred, just quickly and painlessly take out 2 chickens, as I grabbed all the eggs, about 12 of them. Naturally as the gunshot echoed all of the chickens just flee right away, normal for them to act that way. Still, I put the chicken at the back of my head and we kept on going our scheduled plans, which is to bring at least 4 mutated deer with us, the chicken will need to be experimented and tasted first, it was all good, then Azra Family Co. will have a new menu to be sell.