Very soon, Oil Stick Man understood what the White Feather Chicken was up to.
The body of the White Feather Chicken suddenly swelled up and then exploded with a bang.
Countless ingredients spewed out from its body, expanding and rotating centered around a chef's hat, creating a food tornado.
"This is..."
Oil Stick Man keenly sensed the danger of this tornado.
If one were caught up in it, they would likely become part of those ingredients.
Just as it contemplated, the tornado already surrounded it.
In the eye of the storm, Oil Stick Man was actually safer than in other places.
Those spiraling ingredients seemed to consciously maintain their distance from it, as long as it didn't step over the line, they would remain unoffending.
"Hmph! Using this method to stop me from pursuing?"
Oil Stick Man guessed White Feather Chicken's intention.
It also discerned that the tornado would dissipate in a few minutes.
