Five Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens

In half a day, Watson and Scarlet hunted down dozens of rabbits, with most of the kills made by the water elemental warriors. In addition to rabbits, Watson had also used the water elemental warriors to catch thousands of wild chickens, nearly emptying out all the chicken flocks at the periphery of the forest.

The water elemental warriors rampaged around and came out of the forest with dozens of hens that had been struck unconscious, throwing them all over. Scarlet had a shocked look when she first saw all that, but she was eventually used to it after seeing the increasing number of hens.

Watson was prepared to head home and create a few more Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens through fusion. Although the output of one Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was enough for their family to live a carefree life, who would complain about having more money?

"I've already told you, Scarlet. You can't learn magic. Don't bother me anymore."

On the way home, Watson explained helplessly to scarlet. The tall water elemental warriors followed behind, with rabbit corpses strung along its long spear as it guided the vast and mighty flock of chickens.

Faced with those water elemental warriors, those wild chickens could be likened to mice coming face-to-face with a cat. They did not even dare to raise their heads, and could only let out low clucks.

Ever since Scarlet saw Watson using magic to display his might, she stopped preaching to him about the benefits of archery and wanted to learn magic instead. However, learning magic required talent, and scarlet obviously did not have it.

"Why are you able to learn it while I can't? I remember that no magic talent had been detected in you before. You must have used some way. I don't care. I want to learn magic anyway, so think of a way for me."

Scarlet swept her gaze across the flock of chickens and her eyebrows twitched uncontrollably. She then placed her hands on her hips and asserted stubboenly.

Watson felt a slight headache coming on. His soul belonged to another world, hence the presence of magic talent and assistance from the system. He was completely different from Scarlet.

"I've also just started learning magic. It's really hard for me to teach you! How about this, when Zeke and Zenoah come back in the next few days, I promise I'll have them go out and buy some weapons. Then I'll find a way to forge a set of bows and arrows for you."

"Deal?"

"Deal."

"Pinky swear."

Watson and Scarlet hooked their fingers together. His adorable seventh sibling began to trot around happily. She asked, "When will Zeke and Zenoah be back?" It was obvious that she was looking forward to the weapons she was about to obtain.

"Judging from the time, they should be back by now. I wonder they faced any delays on their way back?" Watson was well aware of his two brothers' personalities. He knew that they would not stop until they sold everything they had. Since they were in possession of more than 200 eggs, it would take a few days for them to sell them off.

The two brothers were very smart and Watson was not that worried at all.

...

Upon returning home, Watson made the water elemental warrior disappear. He also had his seventh sister scarlet bring back the dozens of rabbits that they had shot. He then proceeded to send the several thousand hens that he had caught to the chicken farm and began to fuse them into Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens.

After the fusion was completed, there were four more chickens.

Within the huge chicken farm, all five Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens were walking aggressively. Occasionally, they would raise their heads to look at each other, but none dared to encroach upon the other.

"Not bad. I'll accompany Scarlet to the forest in the future and do my best to get more Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens."

Watson looked at the Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens as if he was looking at a bunch of golden coins.

Even a noble might only have one or two multicolored chickens in their family. In the entire Holy Dragon Kingdom, only the royal family could open a chicken farm for Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens.

He sprinkled a handful of feed on the ground and tended to the five birds. When Watson returned home, his mother Catherine had already prepared dinner. She also placed a bowl of vegetable broth and an egg in front of him, and the others had the same meal too.

It was rare for the family to eat so well with one dish and one soup.

"Vincent, go and send these two dishes upstairs. Your fifth and sixth siblings aren't coming down to eat."

Edward sat in the main seat and held a knife and fork as he waved at Vincent.

"I know Peter's health has always been bad, but why isn't Margaret coming down?" Vincent asked in puzzlement. The sixth child Margaret was only two years older than Watson. During the year he left home, the youngest three children in the family were only a few years old and often ran outside without a care in the world.

"That's in the past. After she realized that she didn't have the talent for cultivation and was unable to become anything, she somehow became addicted to reading. She hid in her room all day and didn't go out. I haven't seen her in a long time either."

After Edward explained, Vincent did not think much of it and sent two servings of food upstairs.

It was nearly evening.

Edward wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and swept his gaze over the people eating in front of him. He then focused his attention on Watson and had a gratified expression on his face. While he was cooking, Scarlet had told him about their hunting session in the forest. He knew that Watson had caught several thousand hens by himself.

He felt proud to be able to give birth to such an outstanding child.

"It's been four days. Zeke and Zenoah still aren't back yet. The chicken has laid another four hundred eggs. If it took them so long to sell two hundred eggs, it might be hard on them to sell even more! I've decided to contact a few trustworthy merchants to transport our eggs to Monte Town. There are many more rich people there."

Trading was not a simple math equation. Zeke and Zenoah needed four days to sell 200 eggs, which meant that it might take half a month to sell 400 eggs. Not only did they have to travel a longer distance, but the nearby farms also did not have that much money. The two brothers had basically earned most of their money from the nearby farms, in particular those farmers who had given all their belongings just to have a little taste.

Although the eggs were good, there was nothing they could do if they did not have enough money.

"I'll follow your arrangements, Father" Watson nodded.

"Although the Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens is famous, no one would be coveting it if there's only one. As a last resort, I'll use the name of the Saint Laurent family. I believe that no one will dare to plot against us."

Edward thought for a moment, he added, "If that doesn't work either, we'll just sell the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken! Watson, I heard from Scarlet that you caught several thousand hens today. With that as a supplement, it'll be enough for us to sustain ourselves even if we sell the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. Bring me to the chicken farm to have a look later."

Despite being the head of the family, he lacked the ability to give his family a good life. It would be far too embarrassing if he continued to show little concern for the family's business and hand it all to his youngest son.

As soon as Edward finished speaking, Watson seemed a little awkward. He coughed dryly and said, "Um... I'm sorry, Father, but the chickens that I caught during the day have all run away again."

"Again?"

Edward had an expression that seemed to say, 'You've got to be kidding me!'

"That's right." Watson's gaze was erratic. "Maybe it's because there are new Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens in the chicken farm."

"Then there's nothing we can do," Edward lamented. He knew that the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was a Gold-tier magical beast that had territorial awareness and would not live with ordinary hens, but he did not expect it to be that independent. Could it be that they were unable to raise ordinary hens at home unless they sold the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken?

It was a rare feat for Watson to work that hard and capture so many hens from the forest. Edward initially had that line of though and rued what happened, but he quickly realized that something was off about Watson's words.

"Watson, did you just say that there are new Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens in the chicken farm?"

"Yes, there are a total of five Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens in the chicken farm now." Watson nodded.

Five chickens!

With a whoosh, the handkerchief that Edward was using to wipe his mouth fell to the ground. Catherine also put down the egg that she could not bring herself to eat. Scarlet stared at Watson with puffy cheeks, while big brother Vincent held the soup bowl and froze as the soup slid down the corner of his mouth.

Everyone looked at Watson as if they were looking at a monster.