Chapter 35 Late Night Activities Which situation is more likely to cause a stuck egg...
In Bai Ling's impression, things like laying eggs, getting eggs stuck, and hatching eggs are all very far away from her.
He failed to differentiate in his previous life and spent most of his life as a beta. Although he was often tormented by false estrus, there was always a gain for every loss, and he successfully avoided the troubles of "growing up" as an omega.
Just like human females have their menstrual cycle every month, birds also have the habit of laying eggs periodically. This type of egg is an egg. It has no life and cannot hatch a bird. It is simply a piece of lost meat. Even if it is made into an omelette and eaten, it is harmless. On the contrary, it can replenish the protein and calories lost in laying eggs.
Omega wives who lay too many eggs often hold lunch parties and exchange eggs of different varieties with their neighbors.
It is said that eggs from the Anatidae family are the most popular, such as duck eggs, goose eggs, and swan eggs. Pheasant eggs from the Phasianidae family are also delicious when salt-baked in a rice cooker.
It sounds absurd, but the omegas' homemade scrambled eggs are indeed a specialty of the empire.
As for fertilized eggs, it is a completely different situation.
In an empire with a strict birth control system, every fertilized egg must be numbered from birth. Omegas are not allowed to hoard eggs privately, but must hand them over to the National Incubation Center for unified incubation to ensure the survival rate.
However, in recent years, there has been a trend of hatching eggs at home among the people. Many nobles also enjoy watching omegas hatching eggs after giving birth, and some even broadcast the hatching of eggs live on the Internet to earn traffic.
This has given rise to many crooked ways of circumventing the system.
For example, submitting an omega mental diagnosis, claiming that hatching eggs can relieve anxiety after omega□□. This will allow the National Egg Hatchery Centre to approve home hatching.
Bai Ling was very sure that the tyrannical government knew that a large number of people were taking advantage of the loophole and turned a blind eye to it.
Because the National Incubation Center is a social welfare and care institution established by the old empire, its annual expenditure is at least hundreds of billions. When it comes to the tyrant government, the economic level plummets and they naturally want to cut this part of the budget.
Openly cutting welfare will cause public resentment. It is better to spread the idea among the people that "children hatched by themselves will be smarter" and transfer the responsibility of hatching eggs from the state to the omegas.
Most of these backward and obsolete ideas were borrowed by the tyrannical government from the Mammalian Federation...stupid, but extremely inflammatory.
Bai Ling looked towards the corner silently.
The space behind the densely packed bookshelves was cramped. Deep in the shadows where light could not reach, Raven was suppressing his gasps.
Sava was almost fainted by the pheromones, and quickly asked the gray magpie to open the nearby window.
Otherwise, once the concentration exceeds 100, the monitor on the wall will alarm within minutes.
Bai Ling didn't feel anything.
He is still in the early stages of the second stage of differentiation, his sense of smell is sometimes sharp and sometimes not, and he is not yet affected by pheromone bombardment.
"...Suppression stick, have you got it?" The originally arrogant Raven is now as weak as a mosquito's hum.
"You are quite bold, cuckolding TGK in the palace, aren't you afraid of being caught and hanged?" Sava stepped over his body and shone the light of the terminal screen on his face, which was trembling and pale, and did not look good.
Sava said bluntly: "You still want to smash the egg? Don't let the eggshell pierce your intestines and your stomach, and you won't be able to take care of yourself in your next life."
The gray magpie was so frightened that he was shaking: "No way, is it that serious?"
Sava shrugged. "Of course. I'm lucky to be able to sit in a wheelchair with a urine bag."
The raven still had a trace of consciousness left, and it opened its eyelids and glared at him fiercely.
Maybe he rolled his eyes too hard, or maybe it was the severe pain from having his eggs stuck, the raven fainted.
Sava looked down at the raven and said heartlessly, "I really want to watch him die without helping him."
Bai Ling was speechless. This guy was only good at talking. Since he was willing to come and see, how could he just let the baby have a difficult birth?
As expected, Sava called him, "Stinky little bird, come here and help me hold down the big crow. I want to push his balls against my belly, so that he won't jump up and spank me."
Bai Ling had a blank expression on his face: "You look very experienced?"
"Of course. I used to be the pioneer midwife in my grade at the military academy, and from time to time I helped everyone deal with the problem of stuck eggs in the dormitory." Sava rolled up his sleeves, looked back with sharp eyes.
Bai Ling felt a sudden tightness in her stomach when he looked at her, and she had the urge to turn around and run away.
"Hold his arm."
Bai Ling carried out the instructions. In the past, on the battlefield, he would also perform emergency hemostatic bandages on himself or his teammates, so he was quite familiar with this first aid procedure.
But the next moment, as soon as Sava started to massage, the raven twisted and jumped up in shock like a bug doused in salt water.
"Ah, ah ah...!" The raven felt the egg sliding down in severe pain.
"Cover his mouth and don't let him call the etiquette officer." Sava clicked his tongue and instructed the gray magpie impatiently.
Bai Ling looked at the steps and felt that they were somewhat familiar.
...Well, it seems that this was the same process they used to interrogate their enemies.
Sava controlled his strength and pushed for a long time. He wiped the sweat from the back of his hand, his orange eyes gleaming in the dim light: "We have to lift him up and let him walk a few steps by himself. With the help of gravity, the egg can be separated."
"No... No, I can't walk... Let me die..." The raven shook its head incoherently, muttering in collapse, "I don't want to lay eggs anymore, please don't let me lay eggs anymore... Kunan, kill me, ah!"
Sava: “Cool guy?”
Are the nicknames of omega mistresses so simple and crude these days?
When Bai Ling heard the name, he was startled at first, then he narrowed his eyes and casually pulled Raven's collar.
There was indeed a small cross tattoo in the clavicle.
interesting……
If he remembered correctly, the cross tattoo was the symbol of an underground gang, and Coonan was the gang leader.
It seems that there are many people with dirty backgrounds in this small pet circle.
After ten minutes of utmost "assistance", with a dull "bang" sound, a round bulge appeared in Raven's pants.
It was a hot egg with a fishy smell.
Sava pinched his nose and stood up, urging Bai Ling to follow him quickly. The raven's pheromones smelled of alcohol, which made his head hurt.
At this moment, the raven's eyelids trembled, and he opened his eyes exhaustedly, panting, "Show me the egg... "
The gray magpie quickly took out the egg, wiped it with a tissue, and handed it to him.
Raven turned on the flashlight mode on the terminal, placed the spotlight close to the eggshell, and examined it inch by inch.
When the eggshell is illuminated by the light, it becomes half transparent and half opaque, and through the light holes one can vaguely see spider-web-like fine red blood threads, trembling slightly, full of vitality.
——That is a sign of the flow of life.
The raven didn't know whether to be happy or sad. He sighed heavily and hugged the egg to his chest: "It's not a dead egg..."
Bai Ling raised the end of his eyebrows in surprise. From the tone of voice, it seemed that she had a trauma from giving birth to a dead egg before?
So, this is not the first child.
Raven then slowly turned his gaze towards them, his lips moved unwillingly, and he said hoarsely and stiffly:
"According to the rules of our Corvidae family, anyone who helps catch the egg can be considered the egg's godmother. I don't want to break this tradition... You two, give the egg a name."
Sava: "According to the tradition of our military academy, if you get stuck, just call it Kaka."
Raven: “…” That’s too casual!
The big crow turned its tired but sharp eyes to Bai Ling again, hoping that he could give a more meaningful name.
Bai Ling's eyes swept over the electronic clock on the wall.
【December 7, Thanksgiving Day, temperature -11】
Bai Ling thought about it seriously and said, "Why not call it Xiaolu?"
Raven was stunned for a moment, then reluctantly accepted it: "Then let's go, Little Green. It means full of vitality, is that what you meant to say?"
Bai Ling: "Almost. These three days are Thanksgiving, and we want to present a gift to TGK. This egg is of special significance, and it's a perfect gift for him."
Little green, lush green.
Raven was no ordinary man, as he dared to cuckold the dog emperor in the palace. After thinking for a while, he actually felt that this name did have a lot of "gang resistance spirit", so he kept it.
Watching the raven tighten his arms and hold the egg in his arms, Bai Ling and Sava looked at each other and walked out silently.
Little green represents vitality and growth in adversity, which is indeed a good omen.
Unfortunately, the dormitory inspection in the pet dormitory area is very strict, and this egg is too big to be kept for more than a few days.
At that time, the ravens will definitely face a fierce battle for the eggs.
Walking out of the library, Gray Magpie bowed to thank them and asked Sava, "Please, can I ask for your help next time I encounter this kind of situation?"
Sava waved his hand and said, "Don't count on me. You should pay attention to it and develop good habits so that you won't get stuck easily."
Gray Magpie didn't understand so he asked: "Which situation is more likely to cause the eggs to get stuck?"
Savoie stroked his chin and said, "Small pelvis, thin waist, malnutrition, and he doesn't like to eat vegetables."
Bai Ling: “???”
Go to the cafeteria immediately to get some food.
In the cafeteria, Sava looked at Bai Ling's poker face, snorted and laughed, and asked: "Why are you pretending? Did I scare you just now?"
Bai Ling quietly buried his head in cooking.
Sava: "Your reaction is so awkward, have you never taken a physiology and hygiene class?"
Bai Ling quickly denied: "I have been there."
"Where did you study?"
Bai Ling: "...ICU Intensive Care Unit?"
Facing Sava's incredulous gaze, he chewed his salty pickled vegetable sticks and added: "When I was in the ICU, I had nothing to do and studied the hygiene tips on the wall."
Sava: "? Then you can't be all-round."
Bai Ling: "I went into every department."
Sava: "...then you must be very good at swallowing."
"Why do you say that?"
Sava raised three fingers and made a joke: "I've been trained by having such a thick tube inserted into my throat so often."
Bai Ling sneered: "I don't understand."
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There are two etiquette classes in the afternoon.
In the first section, omegas need to learn 20 ways to tie a bow, which will make it easier to tie gifts for guests during holidays and show off the gentleness and housekeeping of the wives.
The etiquette officer distributed ribbons for everyone to practice.
"Study hard, everyone. These two days are Thanksgiving Day. Don't forget, each of you must make a handmade greeting card filled with words of love. I will collect them and present them to His Majesty. This is a good opportunity for you to show off, so take advantage of it."
North muttered quietly: "The more you lack something, the more you want to show it off."
Suddenly, he felt a burning gaze. North turned his head and saw Bai Ling looking at him, as if he was about to say something.
"Bird, what's wrong?"
Bai Ling stared at his hand with burning eyes: "Can you give me your green ribbon in exchange..."
"Oh, sure! Take it." North handed it over.
Bai Ling took it in his hand to test its toughness, nodded with satisfaction, and put it in his bag.
The old guy likes green or black ropes. He prepares the fishing tools in advance, so that he can easily catch the bad fish in the future.
Savoie winked and said, "Brother, you are too skilled at stealing. You stole the ribbon, and I'll see how you hand in your homework later."
Bai Ling grabbed his without hesitation, and Sava was so angry that he kept yelling.
The two of them started arguing again, competing with each other, and finished tying the 20 types of bows required by the course at a speed so fast that their fingers left afterimages. Without deciding the winner, they increased the difficulty and moved towards the international professional level.
When the etiquette officer came over to inspect, he found a group of pets gathered around a table, and they kept saying how exciting it was.
He nodded with relief.
It seems like these two troublemakers have finally come to their senses. If you are willing to work hard to please His Majesty, the future will be promising.
The etiquette officer walked over expectantly, tiptoed and took a look behind the wall of people:
Bai Ling and Sava tied each other up with a prisoner bond and a tortoise shell bond respectively. Bai Ling's skills were particularly superb, and he tied up Sava's breasts so tightly that they were about to burst out.
Etiquette officer: “…”
He angrily took a photo and sent it to the eunuch group: "Who let these two guys in here?"
There is a Heinz who is hiding in the inner official group: [Save silently][Treat it as a late night activity]
The next class is "Appreciation and Practice of the Art of Begging for Milk Dance", a compulsory course for the Niao Niao class.
The etiquette officer held the message he had just received on the terminal and said excitedly, "His Majesty has decided to take the time to come. Please come to class tomorrow afternoon to watch everyone do the Thanksgiving Dance. Come on, everyone, practice well and try to leave a deep impression on His Majesty."
Tomorrow afternoon... Bai Ling seemed to be lost in thought, his hand inadvertently stroking the dagger at his waist.
He will definitely make the tyrant have an unforgettable "Thanksgiving Day".
After class, a fish sent a message at the perfect moment.
[Little Bird’s Food]: What do you want to eat in the evening? Accept the food order.
Bai Ling's pupils widened slightly. Would it be a bit too much to order some food?
He habitually typed "Thank you for your care", but then he remembered that the mermaid was blind and always had to use text-to-speech conversion, so it would be better to just send the voice message directly.
Bai Ling looked around to see if there was anyone around, put his lips close to the terminal speaker, and said quickly and softly: "Thank you for your care, I want to eat your big beef tonight..."
"Hey!" Someone suddenly patted him.
Bai Ling's hand trembled, and he heard a "swish" prompt sound.
Sava God floated over unnoticed, put his elbow on his shoulder, and winked: "Chatting with your freshman again? Okay, I'll deal with the dormitory manager tonight, you go ahead."
Bai Ling did not answer, but just looked down with trembling eyelashes.
...Damn it! The unfinished voice message has been sent out.
He turned around and kicked the chicken's butt angrily. If he couldn't crawl back tonight, it would be all because of this stinky chicken!
At the same time, the mermaid in the bedroom turned her chair and clicked on the voice bar with one hand.
Leng Zhi said to him with an unusual amount of caution and shyness, "...I want to eat you tonight."
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