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Chapter 1282 The nature of monsters

What Tibu caught a long-eared gray rabbit. Although he, a farmer child, made a very simple ring trap with rattan and placed it on the route of small animals he occasionally found, maybe it was because the rabbit was really stupid. The simple trap easily tied up the hind legs of a rabbit. Now this little guy who was struggling desperately could no longer escape.

"There is the rabbit there, I...I dare not go over, I'm afraid it will bite me..."

Because he was afraid of being bitten by prey that fell into a trap and did not dare to approach, the little boy with mushroom head was really not a qualified hunter.

However, his fear of getting close to the struggling rabbit does not mean that the young Kane dares not. In fact, after slowly peeling a bush, the fast-eyed and fast-handed blond boy reached out to grab the rabbit's stamina without hesitation. Then a rabbit weighing at least two pounds was caught by the little child.

"Ha, let's eat this rabbit barbecue! Let's make some branches to light a bonfire, and then string it up with wooden sticks."

The little boy who proudly grabbed the gray rabbit and walked into the bright sunshine. He ignored the crazy struggle of the small animals in his hand, which showed amazing power that was completely inconsistent with his age.

However, his two playmates were obviously not surprised by this. After hearing that they could eat barbecue, both Tibu and Aisha showed bright and joyful smiles on their faces. Although girls always inevitably felt compassion for the furry and cute animals, in a poor small village where only the opportunity to eat meat during festivals, the appetite for meat had long exceeded those unnecessary "kindness and kindness".

In fact, he just looked at the gray rabbit reluctantly with a gaze mixed with pity and appetite. The girl who nodded to Little Kane immediately followed Tibu, who was cheering loudly and ran to the bushes next to her.

They need to collect enough fuel for barbecue, and the bloody and physically consuming work of slaughtering "appetite" is naturally reserved for Little Kane who is holding the rabbit tight.

“…………”

"It's great to have a rabbit to eat. When did you last eat meat? I don't remember... But now I'd better deal with this rabbit while the sun hasn't set. Well... I need to break the neck of an animal, right?"

"Crunch".

Just like the instinct technique that had been tempered for thousands of times, the blonde boy who began to try to slaughter the small animal just moved his fingers casually and easily broke the gray rabbit's spine. As the animal muscles in his hand twitched, the little creature who was still struggling for the last second immediately lost the power of twisting.

It's dead.

However, its death is not the key. The key is that when the ordinary rabbit dies, a wonderful and weird sense of pleasure swept across Little Kane's heart in the next moment. He stared at the animals slaughtered by himself. The stunned and stunned little blond boy was as surprised as if he had tasted the extremely delicious candy but could not speak at all.

He tilted his head and thought about it. He didn't remember having any records of killing any animals in his life before he was six years old. After all, a boy with the surname "Bisadas" is still a nobleman no matter how he said that "filthy behavior" of slaughtering livestock cannot require a noble child to do it.

But at this moment, when he killed a rabbit for the first time, Kane, whose pupils quickly dilated, gave birth to a wonderful feeling of "a new world slowly opens in front of him."

Just imagine that it is so interesting and joyful to just kill a rabbit, ignoring the other party's struggle and despair of a small animal's life. Then if... if... if... if... if... if... if... if... could kill humans... and kill other intelligent creatures full of beauty and kindness, how would that feel believable?

"Cain? Kane? What's wrong with you? Tibu and I have already ignited the flames. Let's start roasting the rabbits quickly."

This was Elsa's voice, and it was also the extremely familiar voice of the blond boy. In fact, before the thought of slowly squirming deep in his heart took shape, the kindness from his friends suddenly interrupted the young Kane's daze.

When he raised his head again, the slackened boy found that his two playmates had already lit a hot bonfire before he knew it, and of course the rabbit in his hand was only a corpse with residual heat.

At this moment, Aisha, who was smiling happily, was still handing a sharpened wooden stick to his hand.

Everything is so calm, like clouds floating in the sky, the innocence and pleasure among children are filled with the fresh air, the fragrance of grass mixed with the temperature of flames wrapped around the three petite figures in it. Although the afternoon sun has gradually tilted, the elongated shadows are intertwined on the lawn on the ground...

I believe that for any normal person or "normal creature", it is extremely happy to be able to enjoy the deliciousness of a little rabbit with innocent young playmates. Everyone barbecue food together, taste food together, praise food together, and the joy of cooperation and sharing should be the most unforgettable feeling for children in childhood.

In fact, the little Kane, who had been killed by his own hands, was no different from an ordinary boy. Although he was a "noble young master" who could have "pocket money", although he wore the least patches of clothes, and although his physical strength was far superior to that of children of the same age, he still felt a faint happiness and joy because of having a playmate. After all, children are children, and spotless children are like this.

However, after erasing a life with his own hands, Kane, who felt a certain "alternative pleasure", was no longer satisfied with "ordinary happiness" in the blink of an eye.

Just as a certain "habitual" existence in the soul suddenly awakens, at this moment, the "will" that only wants to get more killing, more intuitive killing, more valuable killing, and then taste the pleasure of killing. This desire that can be said to be "one of the soul" cannot be eliminated in any case. The bloodthirsty thirst is like ignited alcohol in the heart of a boy who looks innocent on the outside.

The next moment, the young Kane looked at her playmate Elsa, with her eyes moving from the other person's face to her neck.

"I really want to see her dying in pain while crying and falling into despair..."
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