Chapter 115: The Power of Stupid Hair, Who Believes!

Feeling sorry for his money, he didn't have a penny for this trip, Harry wanted to cry without tears, but it was still worth it for this luxurious stupid hair. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

It is worthy of the things of the universal pet store, everything is expensive and scary, and the so-called value for money should be this reason.

As a frequent consumer here, Harry got a white chicken for free, the original white chicken was paid for separately, and it had nothing to do with the gray hair on its head, seeing that Harry was an old customer, Marif graciously gave Harry this kind of white chicken with a gift for free.

It's all up to this, Harry has a reason to excuse himself, if he really says no, Harry thinks that he will probably run out of meat for dinner today, so how can he refuse the meat delivered to the door.

While scolding this profiteer who cheated on money, he waved goodbye to him, walking on the adventure street, Harry obviously didn't carry anything on his body, but he just grabbed a chicken in his hand, but he felt a very relaxed mood, this is the feeling of being light without money, that is, his heart is dripping blood.

On the way back to the prison, in the carriage, Harry stared at the ordinary but dull white chicken that was about to be used for dinner, keeping a certain distance from him, and after a long time, Harry retracted his gaze, sighed helplessly, leaned his back weakly on the back of the seat, and looked at the ceiling on the carriage in deep thought.

Why does he always encounter such strange things, is this the fate that people often say?

Yes, why does the white rooster speak, this phenomenon that subverts the past tradition, so that Harry almost killed this white rooster who suddenly can talk with one punch, if he hadn't stopped his fist in time, I'm afraid he would have to eat minced chicken soup tonight.

The feathered white chicken had been grabbed by Harry's legs and made it stand upside down in the same way that many people hold chickens.

Harry had always thought it was a very ordinary goose, never thinking of it as a food.

But God didn't want it to be an ordinary stupid white chicken, and gave it the ability to speak at that moment.

There was nothing wrong with it when it was curled up under its seat and leaning against the door of the carriage, and behaving in fear like all animals, but when it spoke, it was not right, it was against the common sense of the world, and everyone knew how a chicken could talk.

Harry, who sat in his seat with his eyes closed and smiling with many revenge plans in mind, did not think that the stupid white chicken could escape from the palm of his hand, so after getting into the carriage, he casually threw the chicken under his seat.

Unexpectedly, when Harry opened his eyes, the stupid white chicken he saw would say a word to himself, and Harry almost unleashed all his power to destroy it.

"Young man, do you crave power?"

It was such a sentence that was full of breath, although it came out of the chicken's mouth in a very serious tone, but Harry's first reaction was not to analyze the meaning of the sentence, but to kill after being shocked.

Unknown dangers are to be snuffed out in the cradle, one of Uncle Bryce's classic quotes, Harry has learned.

If it hadn't been for Kalia who had stopped Harry from summoning the Holy Sword in time, the galloping carriage would have exploded from the inside out under Harry's great power.

After that, it was time for the shivering white rooster hiding in the corner of the carriage door and the calm boy to have a conversation.

If you don't say you don't know, you'll be absolutely shocked when you say it.

The strange white chicken, with its only smudge, offered Harry a condition that would be beneficial to both parties.

The White Rooster promised to provide Harry with temporary power.

Harry was going to escort it safely back to its master.

At first glance, there seems to be nothing wrong with it, the two sides are mutually beneficial, there is no problem at all, cooperation, it has always been like this.

It's just that the crux of the matter doesn't seem to be here......... An explosively weak white chicken actually claims to be able to provide strength to Harry, which is very problematic in itself.

Although you can speak, it doesn't mean that you have power, and if it's a lie, you'll lose a lot, you think you're that guy, Harry complained in his heart.

In the face of Harry's doubts and disbelief, the white chicken hiding in the corner of the carriage obviously did not know what words to explain to himself, and after a while, he couldn't stand Harry's demonic gaze that took it as dinner, and it was embarrassed to say a word to prove that he had this power.

Pluck the goofy hair from the white rooster's head, and then put it on Harry's head, and you can gain power, that's what the white rooster said.

Without even thinking about it, Harry grabbed the white rooster hiding in the corner of the carriage door with one hand, not the other body parts of the white chicken, but its iconic silly thing, and brought it in front of him.

Harry didn't do what it said, but mocked it for a while, something a normal person wouldn't believe, even if you could talk.

Please, if you can gain power by plucking out your stupid hair, wouldn't those people who have worked hard to cultivate have to make you out of a roast chicken to relieve their hatred, not to mention why power is only useful if you insert your stupid hair, just this practice that violates the theory of countless magical knowledge can negate what it says, and there must be a limit to playing tricks.

Hearing Harry's words, the white rooster also felt that it made sense, but this was a matter of life, and if it didn't tell the truth, it might be treated as dinner, so it didn't want it.

I didn't expect that as a dignified princess, the pet actually ended up like this, it's really sad, the white rooster sighed about his life, all of which were unsatisfactory, so that it almost cried.

I knew I wouldn't eat those things, otherwise I wouldn't have been caught, locked up, and in danger of being treated as dinner, life is so sad, the white rooster wants to cry again, but the black-haired boy in front of him is staring at himself very unkindly, and he can't find the feeling of crying.

Now the white chicken's mind is thinking about a question, how to make him believe in himself, what human beings like the most is what has use value, and things that have no value will be abandoned, knowing this, it is trying to think about this problem with its own limited brain.

Wait a minute!!......... The white rooster seems to have thought of a way.

Harry, who felt a little uninterested, was about to put the white chicken down, because Harry was bored, and the fact that animals could talk was a little shock to him, but Harry, who had seen a lot of things, said that he was numb, but it was not strange that animals that could talk and brag were not strange at all, but a little too normal.

After thinking about it, Harry felt that the talking white chicken seemed to have a certain role, since it could speak, then it must know how to communicate with animals, in this case, it would be a good thing for Harry.

Aisyah's mischievous pets can let this talking white chicken discipline them, help them change their ways, and if they pass on the right values, they will definitely be able to turn them back.

Thinking about it, Harry suddenly thought that this white chicken was very cute, but the white chicken did not expect that he was inexplicably safe, and was still complacent about the plan he had come up with.