reincarnated as a chicken in another world

Rustle.

The bush barely moved as two small, beady eyes peeked through the leaves.

The tiny chicken crouched low, watching the roasted remains of the giant snake he had just force-fed an explosion.

A grim look settled on his face.

His mind drifted back to five minutes ago.

***

[Flashback: Five Minutes Ago]

He stood in front of the charred, still-smoking corpse of the snake. The smell of roasted meat filled the air.

His stomach growled again.

His tiny wings clutched his stomach. "No, I can't. That's disgusting."

Then it growled louder.

He hesitated. Chickens ate bugs, seeds, and occasionally small lizards. But a giant snake?

"…Maybe just a bite."

He leaned down, took a hesitant peck—

And immediately regretted it.

"Gah! Tastes like burnt rubber and regret!"

It was dry. It was chewy. It was absolutely disgusting.

But…

His stomach growled again.

With a long, defeated sigh, he forced himself to keep eating.

By the time he was done, he felt physically, emotionally, and spiritually violated.

***

[Back to the Present]

He shook his head, snapping out of the flashback.

"Never again."

But at least he wasn't starving anymore. Now, it was time to focus on gaining EXP.

He studied the snake's half-eaten remains.

Then, a lightbulb went off in his chicken brain.

"…Wait a second. This is free bait."

A slow, devious grin spread across his beak.

"If one monster came here for food, more will come, right?"

With that, he waddled over and laid an Egg Bomb right inside the snake's corpse.

Then, he scurried into the bushes and waited.

And sure enough—

Rustle.

A few minutes later, a wolf-like beast prowled into the clearing, sniffing the air.

It was big—probably twice his size—with glowing red eyes and razor-sharp fangs.

[Low-Tier Beast: Duskfang Wolf]

[Threat Level: Low]

The wolf sniffed the roasted snake.

Then, it took a bite.

And then—

BOOM!

The explosion sent the wolf flying through the air, flipping head over tail before crashing into the dirt.

A system notification popped up.

[EXP Gained! You have defeated a Low-Tier Beast: Duskfang Wolf.]

[Level Up! You are now Level 3!]

A slow, maniacal laugh bubbled up from his tiny chicken body.

"Heh… Heheh…"

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

He puffed up his feathers proudly.

"This… this is genius! I don't have to fight—I can just bait monsters into eating bombs!"

He stepped out from the bushes, looking at the explosion site with a twinkle of madness in his eyes.

"It's farming time."