When others do quick transmigration, they transmigrate into humans. But she, Xu Qiaoqiao, is different. Every time she transmigrates, she is not human.
The first time, she became a little rab...
"Giggle giggle!" How about I feed you?
Jun Qi: ...
He looked at the fish on the ground, then at the emperor penguin eggs, pondering how to respond to Xu Qiaoqiao's words. As a male, how could he let a female feed him?
This won't work.
However, before he could find a word to respond to Xu Qiaoqiao, he discovered that she had already begun to happily untie the rope. Without any tools, his own beak was the best tool, or he could simply tear it open, but this action was somewhat difficult, and Xu Qiaoqiao did not know how to do it.
Xu Qiaoqiao held up a piece of fish that she had torn off with both arms, then raised it to Jun Qi's mouth and made a couple of squeaking noises.
Helpless, Jun Qi opened his mouth and ate the piece of fish.
Jun Qi eventually ate the entire fish. A skeleton of the fish lay on the ground, with only the central dry bone remaining. The rest of the bones, extending outwards, went into Jun Qi's stomach along with the fish meat.
After eating his fill, Jun Qi did feel much better. He turned to look at Xu Qiaoqiao, leaned over, kissed and rubbed her several times, and hugged her, feeling a little reluctant to part with her.
Because Qiaoqiao is leaving. Her purpose in coming back was to bring food to Junjun and, incidentally, to get intimate with him a few more times and say some sweet nothings. After doing these things, Xu Qiaoqiao will leave.
Because the fat she lost hasn't returned yet, she'll suffer later. Now that Jun Qi has filled his stomach with such a big fish, one meal can last for several days, Xu Qiaoqiao is completely relieved.
After the young couple cuddled for a few more minutes, Xu Qiaoqiao took her net bag and walked away.
When they return, it will be time for the little ones to hatch. By then, the polar night will probably be over, the sky will be bright again, and the sun will be firmly fixed in the sky for half a year.
The field of vision became clear.
The temperature hadn't dropped much, and the wind was still biting and cold, carrying several snowflakes with it.
Here at the gathering place, it's unclear which little chick was the first to hatch successfully, but it's set a good precedent.