"Ugh......"
"You really are hothouse flowers, all of you. You don't actually believe that the chicken you eat grows on trees, do you!"
Duanmu Huai looked at these speechless students and let out a light hum. This is a problem nurtured by the city. Back when he was young, he helped his family slaughter chickens and fish. That was basic training. These days, young people get scared and scream for half a day just seeing a fish jump, as if slaughtering a chicken is more terrifying than slaughtering a person.
Although some of these students can cook, they all use pre-processed ingredients, like frozen chicken. If you ask them to cook a dish starting with killing a chicken, it would really be the end of them.
"And it's not just Demons, there are Demonic Beings, and the Cultists who worship Demons. These are all humans too, but we must mercilessly kill them all. If you can't do that, better not to do this job at all, otherwise it's just a waste of time!"
