The Internet's Worst Chicken Flew into My Mouth

The stream went silent for one second. Then gifts exploded across the screen. [The real Chen Nuo is back!] [Sponsor paid five hundred for a funeral.] His phone vibrated furiously. On the packet, the little chicken stood and waved its spear. The line marked Catalyst began to glow. One bite of actual chicken. Tang Xiaoman had just raised a fried drumstick toward her mouth. “One bite,” Chen Nuo said. “Pay your rent.” “Call it dinner allowance.” “Your allowance looks exactly like my—hey!” He took a large bite. Hot oil and juice touched his tongue, and the gold letters contracted in a flash. [TEMPORARY RECIPE COMPLETE.] [GENERAL CRUNCH: FLAVOR LOAN, THREE MINUTES.] Before Chen Nuo could react, his legs stood on their own.