No one expected that this group of mysterious creatures, supposedly freshly hatched, would possess such a strong destructive spirit. By the ti we discovered it, these little guys had already started digging a hole in the floor with tight cooperation — obviously, after realizing that the surrounding Holy Light Barrier was too strong to break through, they thought of digging a hole from the ground to escape. A dozen little guys circled in the middle, digging vigorously, while others ford a long line outside to transport the dug waste to a distant spot. And their tool for digging and transporting waste was...
Their eggshells.
When I saw this scene, I felt my mouth stiffen, unable to even twitch. These little guys were using the eggshells stuck to their bodies as tools, swinging them vigorously, and the sturdy building materials were being scattered by what should have been fragile calcareous substances. I could only attribute this to Little Crow’s contribution: due to her incubation, or rather charging, these eggshells were probably sturdier than interstellar alloy. You might imagine the concept of Dingdang chewing on a lollipop.
Anwina, leveraging her physical advantage, imdiately dived into the floor, phased through to the basent, and poked her head up shortly after: "Great news, Master, they haven’t dug through yet. I’ve reinforced the ground with a Holy Light Barrier."
At this ti, the little creatures digging the hole obviously noticed the change; their eggshells encountered a layer of hard barrier with the sa material as the surrounding walls. Although the barrier below was sowhat weaker in quality than the surrounding ones, it was still not sothing these ten-centiter-high little things could deal with. So, after a heated debate, the "construction team" digging the hole dejectedly put down their tools, with many little things sitting on the ground in a daze: they had no solutions left.
"They look kind of pitiful," Qianqian lay on the Holy Light Barrier, not feeling heartless, "You see, they can dig holes, which shows they’re smart, right? They can cry and laugh too. Let’s let them out..."
"Of course, I initially didn’t plan to keep them locked up indefinitely," I tugged at the corner of my mouth, "It’s just that we have no idea how to settle these little things now. They seem completely unable to communicate, can’t talk, can’t understand what we say, and just want to run out. If we’re not careful, they might wreak havoc. By the way, where’s Little Crow?"
"Caw! Did Master call ?" Little Crow suddenly popped out from so unknown corner, looking at with anticipation.
I pointed at the "chicken cage" and said, "These are your creations; can you command them?"
"Caw?" Little Crow tilted her head in thought and lay on top of the Holy Light Barrier. I gestured for Bingdisi to remove the soundproofing, and instantly, the headache-inducing "chirping" sound echoed throughout the living room. At this mont, Little Crow clapped her hands to attract the attention of those little Split Lifeforms, and a surprising situation occurred: all the little guys imdiately rushed over in a group, the chirping sound reached an unprecedented excitent, and they ford a small mountain, trying hard to reach Little Crow’s direction. This scene resembled the joyous chirping of fledglings when the mother bird returns to the nest — although the nest was a bit large, and the mother bird looked unreliable.
"Great! Little Crow can actually communicate with them," Qianqian clapped her hands and laughed, "Then what were we busy with just now?"
Everyone: "Haha."
It’s not our fault for getting ntally stuck then, the main problem was that no one considered Little Crow as a helper. In everyone’s impression, this bird’s skills were primarily eating and sleeping, interspersed with random playing; the biggest deal she accomplished was leading us to the Old Fifteenth Day Zone, and that was done while we were lost. Her cute image is deeply ingrained in our hearts, who could associate her with serious matters? Not to ntion, if one day the world ends, and I give you three spots to choose to fight the aliens, you’d rather pick your horoom teacher over adding yourself. Of course, the reason for adding your horoom teacher could be worth pondering too...
Little Crow exchanged communication with those little things for a while, and it seed both sides could understand each other. However, their communication thod remained unknown; to , those aningless "chirping and cawing" along with arm flapping were as incomprehensibly impressive as watching the Six-Party Talks live. In the end, both parties reached a consensus, and Little Crow raised her head: "Master! They’re hungry, caw!"
"...They tore down the house and pried the furniture for this?"
"And they want to go out and bask in the sun, caw!"
: "..." Alright, fulfilling the first request is easy, but the second, we might need to relocate these little guys to sowhere in Shadow City. Perhaps beforehand, we should notify the research institute to prepare a suitably spacious and enclosed place to transfer these mysterious creatures into.
"That’s right, let’s first feed them... By the way, what do they eat?" I stopped midway, suddenly realizing this crucial point, because these little guys, although theoretically hatched from eggs, have absolutely nothing to do with poultry; they’re an extension of Little Crow’s power, with the Crow God’s divine power catalyzing these lives between the physical and elental realms. Such creatures... What do they eat?
Plug them into a 220V socket to charge?
Little Crow thought for a mont, ticked her fingers and said, "Mice, grass seeds, grasshoppers, and the dishes Mom cooks!"
"...Are you listing your favorites?" I pinched Little Crow’s cheek, "And! No eating mice and insects!"
Little Crow hung her head in dejection and continued to communicate with the group of little creatures she had hatched. A mont later, she looked at and said, "Master, they want to eat leaves; earlier, one of them ran to the kitchen and found so leaves; they want to eat leaves."
A mini divh erged from the pile of her companions, waving a small piece of leaf with a circle of bite marks at us in greeting. Looks like she’s the one who ventured into the kitchen.
The little ones’ food problem was resolved just like this; after a small experint, we confird they’re absolute vegetarians. They only eat vegetables, especially liking raw leaves, and can also eat things like peanuts but absolutely won’t touch ats. Like employees in a poultry farm, we fed these little Split Lifeforms (though the description feels odd), then continued to discuss where to place these little ones. Anwina, Sayaka, and my sister went to prepare breakfast for the family: thanks to these little demon kings, our family hadn’t eaten yet, while they got their al first. Sandora seed on the brink of going berserk, drooling beside the Holy Light "chicken cage" (not joking) and muttering about her egg noodles, egg-stuffed pancakes, scallion scrambled eggs, cake, and...
A group of little things, busy nibbling on leaves, was startled by this voice filled with resentnt and gaze, huddling together, shivering in fear.
In Sandora’s eyes, these little demon kings, freshly hatched, had seemingly reverted back to the egg stage; seeing this, I hurriedly dragged her away and shoved a handful of snacks into her mouth, thus saving those eggs’ lives.
"Master, Master," as I was pondering whether to notify Shadow City to establish an ecological chicken farm... farm... I honestly have no idea how to describe this, anyway, just understand it as you will. While considering this, I suddenly felt soone tugging at my sleeve, turns out it was Little Crow. She seed to have sothing to report, "These children can live on , caw!"
I was still imrsed in my thoughts, so I reflexively responded without much thought: "Oh, okay." Then after several seconds, I was startled: "What?!"
Little Crow pointed at a group of miniatures of herself scrambling for food like chicks: "They can live on , caw!"
The living room fell silent, save for the rustling sound of the little demon kings munching on leaves not far away. I thought about it, suspecting Little Crow might have got an upset stomach, but soon she repeated her words, one by one, showing an urgent deanor: whenever her words were doubted, Little Crow made such a move. So this indicated she was serious about it.
And then we understood what Little Crow ant: she indicated she was going to transform into Crow God form.
After those Little Demon Kings were all full, we covered the entire house with a layer of disguise barrier and expanded the space in the yard to leave space for divh’s transformation. After a storm of flashing lightning and booming thunder, the one-hundred-ter-long Crow God appeared before everyone. Anwina then opened all the windows in the living room, while Bingdisi withdrew her Holy Light Chicken Cage (which no longer felt out of place to ).
The next mont, a spectacular scene unfolded.
Countless black crows, nearly half a ter long, poured out of the living room, enveloped by dark Shadow Intense Flas and scorching Arcane Lightning. It was like a storm intertwining darkness and light, forming a pillar of lightning and thunder in the high sky. As the storm created by the crow swarm took shape, it brought forth a frenzied energy that even soone like Bingdisi couldn’t help but say, "Oh damn." This scene was unexpected for everyone; we had already considered the energy discharge issue and expanded the space for Little Crow’s transformation quite significantly, but when the crow swarm storm took shape, we realized the space was still too small. The most resilient one, 123, had to quickly switch to Divine Form, rging with the outside disguise barrier to prevent energy leakage. Soon, those madly rushing Shadow Crows from the house were all in place, forming a nearly kiloter-high tornado, and its leaking energy was even more massive. The intense energy disturbance stirred up scorching cyclones, within which faint red circular light clusters could be seen: this was the precursor to the atmosphere starting to beco ionized. anwhile, what made it even harder for us to endure was the ear-piercing sound coming from all directions—
Almost a thousand crows (though maybe not as many, but the dazzling spectacle left no ti for counting) congregated together, making a racket. Can you imagine what kind of noise that was? I swear, the only sound in my life that could compare was a choir of ten thousand Sister Misakas...
So we put on earplugs, dumbfoundedly gazed at the sky, watching the crow swarm storm grow larger. Lilina let out a long "Oh" in the Spiritual Connection and said, "Boss, this can’t be explained by conservation of mass."
"Damn, anything related to that silly bird seems bound to cause trouble," Bingdisi fortified the protection blessing on everything within the barrier (including our house), "It seems all Split Lifeforms transford along with her Crow God state, becoming mini Crow Gods... Oh oh, alright, looks like the crow swarm has stabilized now..."
As Bingdisi finished speaking, the tornado-like black Shadow Crow swarm in the high sky finally ceased its frenzied spinning. With a loud call from the giant crow divh, a dozen streams of shadow surged out from the crow swarm, charging swiftly towards divh. He spread his enormous wings that blocked out the sky, and we saw those Split Lifeform Crow Gods burrowing into the feathers of the giant crow one by one, disappearing as if rging.
The entire process lasted for dozens of seconds, and the crow swarm storm in the sky was fully absorbed by divh. A clear, bright blue sky reappeared over everyone’s heads, and a soot-covered 123 crashed down from mid-air, then sprung up like a fish, saying, "Mom, Monina, can you sll ? I’m at least dium-rare now!"
"Caw!" The little crow who had returned to human form bounced excitedly to the crowd, shouting for attention, "Master! The children have been put away!"
I thought about it, and felt that training this silly bird to control her power might have to start from scratch again: clearly, her growth speed was too unbelievable, and those Egg Spirits she hatched didn’t seem ant for re cuteness...
If she suddenly released such a crow swarm during a fight, do you reckon the enemy would end up roasted or grilled?
Since those mini divhs turned into mini Crow Gods without any supervision, the house is now a ss. It looks like we need a set of brand-new furniture and appliances, plus we need to repair the ceiling. Breakfast was completely ruined, and the family had to order takeout from Shadow City. Miss Lin’s favorite tea set was evenly spread across the balcony door, Qianqian’s Nine-Linked Rings placed a layer on the wall, and the earlier Little Demon Kings had dug a ten-centiter-deep pit in the floor: that needs to be repaired too.
After breakfast, Little Crow underwent two hours of moral education from sister and Anwina—even though she didn’t understand it. The Divine Clan Five personally stepped in, explaining how to control her Information Disturbance Power—even though she didn’t understand it. Finally, Lilina prepared a new round of study plans for that silly bird—even though she might not understand it either.
...Everything seed to require long-term effort: unless we quickly let Little Crow recognize her essential differences from other poultry.
Finally, sister and Anwina made a temporary decision: for the foreseeable future, no eggs should be eaten at ho, and that includes duck eggs; all poultry eggs must be kept out of Little Crow’s sight. It’s because we can’t be sure if this silly bird has already taken egg hatching as her instinct, just like her irreversible nest-building, and next ti, no one can say what might co out of those eggs.
Of everyone, Sandora was the most regretful about this; she tearfully bid farewell to her egg noodles, her egg-filled pancakes, her green onion scrambled eggs, her cake... and joined in with Little Crow’s educational criticisms.
Miss Lin and I then locked the other culprit responsible for all this in a room, ordering her to write a 3,000-word review reflecting on her mistakes—and no using Baidu.
Of course, we had thought of one thing before: the mini Crow Gods hatched by Little Crow may have huge potential. You see, when Little Crow transforms into Divine Form, the Split Lifeforms also gain power, potentially forming such a scale of crow swarm storm, though the exact combat effectiveness is yet unknown, the power seems quite significant. I also briefly considered letting Little Crow continue hatching eggs to expand her crow swarm, but upon thinking again...
At least before this silly bird can control the existing crow swarm (and judging by the commotion during the recovery of the crow swarm, she’s still at the instinctual phase in this aspect), it’s not a good idea to let her hatch anything...
While the family busily cleaned up the most affected living room and kitchen, a Teleportation Gate suddenly appeared at the entrance, and a long-awaited voice ca from inside: "I’m back... ah! Gas explosion?"
I turned to look at the newcor, pleasantly surprised to find it was the fox-dog... the silhouette of Yakumo Lan, and behind her was the long-unseen Chiruno, although that fool could be ignored before she turned into a refrigerator, Yakumo Lan needed a warm welco: "Yo, fox, long ti no see, thought you weren’t coming back. Don’t mind, earlier the kids played with eggs and wrecked the house..."
"Ah, it’s definitely your kids..." Lan raised her tail high, cautiously looking for a place to land amidst the ruins, and there was surprisingly no hint of surprise in her tone, for it seed she was long accustod to the Empire’s naughty kids’ antics: especially as she was often used as a pillow by Bubbles or Xiao Xue, "Actually, I ca back several tis in between, but you weren’t ho."
I thought about it, and indeed my "business trip" frequency had been quite high these past two months, and when away, I had heard in Anwina’s letters that the fox had co ho, so I smiled awkwardly: "Oh, forgot forgot... I say, why’s your tail up so high? Normally you dash around outdoors indiscriminately, how co you suddenly have cleanliness after a few days away?"
Lan shook her bunch of tails: "I just got an ionic perm before coming, afraid it’ll get ssed up..."
: "..." I then noticed her tail tips were curled up, looking just like Fla Mountain!
"Lately, Demon Town opened a lot of strange shops," Lan finally ca up to us smoothly, turning around to proudly show off her Fla Mountain-like tail, "The goblin haircut and style shop, you should check it out."
I imagined the scene of Yukari Yakumo showing up with a bird’s nest hairstyle and felt chills run down my spine.
Saluting the goblin’s professional spirit.
Yakumo Lan happily shared her experiences from visiting her ho these days, while Chiruno started clamoring for food. Looking at this fox-dog plus ho appliance duo that hadn’t been seen for a while, I felt a lot more at ease; life was still chaotic, but perhaps this chaos was what I enjoyed—I could once again have readily available cold drinks, and no more headaches over certain naughty kids needing a pillow to fall asleep. Congratulations, congratulations. (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welco to co to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation.)
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