"Okay, it's quite heavy."

"The bird is trapped inside, and it can't be opened!"

Kristofsky was very satisfied, and Tompkin also thought it was good.

Then, the two set up a simple trap, threw the dried fish on the ground, and waited.

The two of them squatted at the door of the wooden house. Kristofsky held a vine in his hand. Whenever a bird came, he would pull the rope and catch the bird.

The two fell into a tense wait, and the audience watched with great interest.

It feels like you are hunting birds!

Looking forward to it!

"Bird, bird, come on, come on, there is something delicious here!"

"Hahaha, why do you feel like you are trying to trick a little girl with a lollipop?"

"You are not alone, I feel the same way!"

"That shrike just now probably won't come again. This trap is too obvious."

"Please, it's obvious to humans, but birds may not necessarily feel it's dangerous."

"Among animals, there are also smart and stupid ones. For example, I have seven cats at home. Some are very stupid and some are very cunning."

"Stop arguing! You keep talking, how dare the birds come over?"

"Good guy, you are completely addicted, you are too deep into the drama!"

The audience was chatting happily and kept waiting and watching the live broadcast.
Chapter completed!