Transcending into a divine sculpture

When Zhou Mufei regained his sanity, he found that his body was sticky and filled with an unpleasant smell like egg liquid.

This feeling made Zhou Mufei very uncomfortable. He wrinkled his nose and tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be extremely heavy, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open them.

How is this going?

I just had a cold from the cold wind that I accidentally blew last night, so why did I not even have the strength to open my eyes when I woke up.

—Could it be that he has a high fever?

Also, what's with the sticky feeling of being surrounded by liquid and the fishy egg smell?

——Could it be that he has a fever to the point of hallucinations?

It may also be that I am not awake at all, and I am still immersed in a dream.

Thinking of this, Zhou Mufei wanted to raise his hand to pinch himself to make sure if it was a dream, but soon he found that he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

This feeling is too strange, is it really a dream?

Zhou Mufei was surprised when he suddenly heard a hoarse cry from nearby.

"Quack~~~Quack~~~" The voice was very close to me, and it sounded a bit like the cry of an eagle, but it didn't look like it when I listened carefully.

Zhou Mufei felt that the voice was a bit familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

When he was frowning and thinking hard, he suddenly felt a very gentle pressure, accompanied by a heat similar to the temperature of the human body.

The strange thing is that the temperature is obviously still a little away from his body, but he can feel that it is the body temperature of some kind of bird.

As for why he felt this way, he didn't know, maybe this was the so-called intuition.

But why would he know that this is the body temperature of a bird?

Also, what's with the sticky feeling around the body and the smell of egg liquid?

Zhou Mufei suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart.

With all his strength, he finally opened his eyes.

——The thing that stood out was a circular arc-shaped white wall, which was quite close to him, at most one or two inches away.

However, it looked a little blurry, because his eyes were filled with transparent viscous liquid.

Zhou Mufei's heart was shocked, and he tried his best to look down.

And then he's all Spartan!

Ahhhh what exactly did he see!

What about your own body? !

What the hell is that wet beige fluff!

Also, why did Mao Mao see a dark brown, small, pointed thing that looked like a bird's beak in his mouth? !

After being dazed for five seconds, Zhou Mufei turned his head to look at his arm with great difficulty holding the last ray of hope, but he saw the short wings of the young bird with wet fluff.

Hmm, I must still be dreaming, and I'll be fine when I wake up.

Zhou Mufei hypnotized himself.

Then he closed his eyes, and opened them again a moment later.

There is still a transparent liquid and a circular arc-shaped white wall in front of my eyes.

Looking at it now, that thing looks like the inner wall of an egg.

Had he really turned into a fledgling bird, now in an egg? !

——This is too ridiculous!

Not even in the most absurd dreams he'd ever had had he dreamed of anything so absurd.

"Quack~~~quack~~~" Not far away came another hoarse and strange bird call, and it was getting closer and closer, and finally it should have landed not far from him.

Zhou Mufei finally remembered where he had heard similar voices before.

——About two weeks ago, the big eagles in "Animal World" he watched made this kind of sound.

Zhou Mufei petrified again.

In an instant, it seemed as if ten thousand grass mud horses roared and galloped past.

Could it be that he has really become a young eagle that has just formed and has not hatched yet? !

——Oh my god, this world is so unreal, I must have not woken up yet, someone please wake me up and let me end this terrible nightmare quickly!

Zhou Mufei roared like crazy in his heart.

It's a pity that the nightmare is not over, and it is still extending indefinitely.

There were two vultures squawking above their heads, as if they were communicating with each other.

The gentle pressure and warm temperature on his body are always there, and they are so clear that he can't ignore them.

Zhou Mufei suddenly thought of a very serious problem.

——If all this is really not a dream, and I have really turned into a young eagle that has not yet hatched, then, what is the pressure and warmth that has always existed above me at this moment? !

He really didn't want to think about it, but the more he didn't want to think about it, the more he could not help guessing.

But there is only one truth—the source of that pressure and warmth is actually the belly of the eagle, or it may be the chrysanthemum.

Thinking of this possibility, Zhou Mufei only felt his stomach turn upwards.

You don't need to ask to know, the big eagles never wipe their butts after pooping!

And now the chrysanthemum that I never wiped after pulling my papa was sticking to my body at a close distance!

Zhou Mufei felt that he was going to collapse.

He desperately wanted to move his body, so that he could get out from under the big eagle's abdomen or buttocks, but unfortunately no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do it, and after a long time of tossing, it was still in vain.

Zhou Mufei was exhausted, so he finally had to stop.

Then a burst of drowsiness hit him, and he slowly fell into dreamland.

When Zhou Mufei woke up again, he was still inside the white eggshell, and his nose was still filled with the faint smell of egg white.

His body was still the round and wet body of a baby bird with light brown fluff.At the same time, the warmth of the body is still continuously being transmitted through the eggshell.

All these are reminding him that everything in front of him is not a dream, and that he has indeed turned into a carved egg that has not yet fully hatched.

As for the gentle pressure and warm warmth on his body, it is obvious that the eagle is trying his best to incubate his offspring.

Did the legendary time travel really happen to him?

But Mao, not only did he not transmigrate into a prince, general and general to conquer the world and collect girls, he didn't even transmigrate into a person, but he transmigrated into a newly formed flat-haired animal!

Zhou Mufei was so depressed that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He instantly despaired of this crappy world.

If he had the strength to move, he really wanted to just move out from under the big bird, and fall directly from the bird's nest, maybe he could go back to his original world.

It's a pity that the big eagle protected him very tightly. At this moment, his weak strength can't do such a difficult thing at all.

The more Zhou Mufei thought about it, the more sad and indignant he became, and the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, but he could only peck the eggshell with his sharp beak to vent his anger - of course, with his current strength, he definitely couldn't peck it open.

Just when Zhou Mufei was full of depression and had nowhere to vent, he suddenly heard the shrill chirping of eagles in the distance.

Then the big eagle above his head let out a very sad cry, and then Zhou Mufei felt that the temperature that had been coming from above suddenly disappeared.

——The big eagle flew away.

What happened?

Could it be that its mate was injured?

Zhou Mufei was wondering, and suddenly felt that he started to move, as if he was being carried away from the bird's nest by someone.

However, given his current situation, he couldn't tell in which direction he was being held and moved.

Judging from the occasional sound of dead leaves being stepped on from below and the temperature under his body, he should be being held by someone now.

Not knowing why this person took him away, Zhou Mufei suddenly felt nervous.

The movement continued for a while, then stopped.

Then Zhou Mufei felt that the egg was placed on the flat ground.

Then he heard a clear boy's voice whispering: "Although we didn't catch the big eagle, it's not bad to pick up an egg. At least today's dinner is settled. Well, go find some dead branches and light a fire." Bird eggs to eat."

Zhou Mufei: "..."

Then he faintly heard footsteps beside him gradually disappearing, it should be that the boy walked away.

Zhou Mufei suddenly went crazy.

Although not long ago he had the idea of ​​simply smashing the jar, falling out of the nest and smashing his body to pieces, but he didn't want to become someone else's dinner!

No, you must leave here before that boy comes back!

Zhou Mufei anxiously bumped the eggshell with his body, and after hitting it a few times, he found that it was completely useless, so he raised his head and pecked desperately at the eggshell with his sharp beak.

One, two, ten, one hundred...

I don't know if the sense of crisis has stimulated the potential in the body, the eggshell finally cracked a thin crack after he persevered and pecked hard.

Zhou Mufei suddenly burst into ecstasy, and hurriedly continued to peck fiercely.

After a while, there was only a light 'click' sound, and the eggshell was torn apart.

Zhou Mufei finally saw the light of day again.

However, before he had time to see the situation around him clearly, he heard the sound of dead leaves being crushed from afar.

Zhou Mufei was shocked, and hurriedly stood up with two thin bird legs, then turned his head and looked around.

I saw that there were rocks everywhere, and the light was a little dim. It seemed that this place should be a cave.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Zhou Mufei followed the prestige, and just saw a boy about eleven or twelve years old walking in.

The boy was wearing a strange gray coarse cloth gown, his half-length hair was neatly tied with a headband, his small face was covered with dirt, and only a pair of black and bright eyes could be seen.

At this moment, those eyes were fixed on him without even an instant, and their eyes were full of surprise.

Zhou Mufei noticed that the young man carried a long sword with a black scabbard on his back that did not match his thin figure.

No matter how you look at it, this attire was made by ancient people hundreds of years ago. It seems that I have traveled to ancient times, but I don’t know which dynasty it is, whether it is historical or fictional?

But no matter what he wears, it doesn't matter to him, he's a fucking bird in his clothes!