Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Half an hour later, the first roast suckling pig was served. It had an oily and golden-brown surface, and one could even hear the remnant sizzling sounds of roasting.
Parker stared eagerly at it. When the waiter left, he leaned over the table and sniffed.
“Don’t tell me it’s a black pig,” said Parker.
Feeling extremely gluttonish herself, Bai Qingqing picked up a knife and started cutting the roast suckling pig.
Having lived in the beastmen world for five years, having been imbued with what one had seen and heard, she had a good understanding of the structure of animal bodies by now. She easily cut off a pig’s leg.
“That’s right. These are pigs domesticated by humans. It’s very plump. Give it a try, Parker.”
Bai Qingqing handed him the pig’s leg. As Parker was too slow to receive it, she retracted her arms and took a bite of it herself, before handing it over to him again.
“It’s really plump,” said a smiley Bai Qingqing, with her cheeks puffed up. Her lips were covered with oil.
Looking at his spouse’s satisfied expression, Parker forgot about the food momentarily and merely sat there grinning at her.
Bai Qingqing swallowed the pork and then continued cutting off the second pig’s leg. At the same time, she said to him, “Go ahead and eat.”
Only then did Parker remember about the pork. As he took a bite, his eyes widened and he lowered his gaze in disbelief at the food by his lips.
To think there was such a soft meat texture in the world. It simply tasted like tree worms.
“Wait a minute. Is this… a baby animal?” Parker froze in the midst of chewing, the look of delight on his face replaced by sorrow.
Winston and the rest were the same. All of them turned their gazes towards Bai Qingqing with a questioning look.
Bai Qingqing handed the second pig’s leg to Winston and said, “Yeah. These are domesticated in specialized farms and specifically sold to restaurants for consumption.”
Bai Qingqing sighed. “Don’t feel like you don’t have the heart to eat these because they’re baby animals. Even if you don’t eat them now, they would at most be able to live for a year, after which they would be slaughtered. This is how we get our food. All of it is domesticated by humans.”
Winston looked at the tiny pig’s leg in his hand and smiled mockingly. “Unexpectedly, although humans may look frail, they’re actually more vicious than any other animal.”
He then took a big bite of the meat and started eating.
As a human being, Bai Qingqing felt a little upset facing these beastmen who were more like animals than humans.
Curtis stroked her head comfortingly and said, “Survival of the fittest. Since humans have such capabilities, they have the right to dominate.”
“That’s right,” Winston agreed. That was why he ate without hesitation.
Bai Qingqing nodded. She was preparing to continue cutting the roast suckling pig, when Muir snatched the knife from her and said, “Let me do it. You must be hungry. Hurry up and eat.”
“Mm.”
Curtis didn’t have much interest in roast suckling pig. As the others chowed down happily, he asked, “Then, where do the other animals live? What kind of a place are a zoo and a farm? What animal types are there?”
“Animals in a farm are bred for the sole purpose of being slaughtered. There are fish, chickens, ducks, pigs, sheep, etc. On the other hand, a zoo maintains a collection of cherished animals for a display to the public.” Bai Qingqing raised a brow and swept a glance over her mates’ faces and continued, “You guys are very lucky. All of you belong to the ‘cherished animals’ category.” Other than snakes. But then again, pythons are also considered a ‘cherished animal’.”
“Zoo?” Parker’s interest was piqued. As he ate, he said, “I want to check out that place.”
The other three were obviously highly keen. Hence, Bai Qingqing said, “Alright, let’s go after we finish eating.”
The roast suckling pig was served one after another. Seeing that there were only five of them, the waiter had a doubtful look in his eyes.
Noticing this, Bai Qingqing said naturally, “They’re athletes, so they naturally have hearty appetites.”
Realization dawned on the waiter. Then, he saw Muir, and all his doubts were dispelled.
