Jiang Shuyin gained superpowers in advance, and her monthly period turned into eggs waiting to be hatched.
The candidates for hatching the eggs were not human at all!
So when everyone e...
Qingwu readily agreed: "Call her."
Yang Chu was inexplicably dragged to the boys' room, which was dark and eerie. Her first impression of Qing Wu was that he was a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur).
Qingwu showed them the things she had collected.
"Wow—so many crystal cores, so beautiful." Yang Yu exclaimed, reaching out to lightly touch the air above. Qing Wu smirked, "Don't touch that, just look."
That was his food ration; who told them to watch that?
"Look at this." Qingwu took out a bone, sharp at the front and thick and serrated at the back: "A mutated tiger's fang."
Yang Chu frowned, feeling disgusted, but in the boy's eyes, it was incredibly cool.
Yang Yu: "Can I touch it?"
Qingwu handed it to him without hesitation.
It feels slightly cool to the touch. When you touch it from top to bottom, the surface is smooth like glaze. I dare not touch the sharp points, as I feel like they will be bitten through the next second if I leave them there.
Qingwu's collection is not limited to these; there are mutated tortoise shells, mutated corals, mutated seashells, and so on, which are dazzling to look at. Qingwu was amused by Yang Yu's naivety and took the initiative to ask him, "What do you want? I'll give it to you."
Yang Yu countered, "Can my sister accept it?"
Qingwu glanced at Yangchu and said, "Whatever."
"Then I want the tortoise shell!" Yang Yu was extremely excited. He wanted to take it to school to show his classmates, who had definitely never seen one before.
As expected, Yang Chu wanted crystal cores. She pointed to one, and Qing Wu threw it to her. He had plenty of these snacks.
"Alright, you can all leave now. I'm going to sleep."
Yang Yu chirped like a sparrow, reluctantly closing the door.
Qingwu smiled and quietly slipped into her mother's room to feed her eleventh brother.
The little guy was awake for a very short time. His father said that the eleventh brother would grow and develop like a real human, only the process would be faster.
When the crystal nuggets on the quilt were gone, Qingwu put a few more on top, like raising small animals.