"Have the cubs hatched?" Bai slowly fell down - this is when he went out to hunt. Before he landed, he found that the gathering place was obviously noisier than before, probably because the cubs were hatching one after another.
The wind outside was very strong, and Bai spread his wings as much as possible to block as much cold air as possible for Black and the cub. He hung his head, eager to see the cub they hatched together.
"Why no hair?" Bai and Black stared at each other.
The eyes of the two looked at the nest next door. There, struggling to reveal his face from under his father's belly, was a fluffy little guy. At first glance, he looked a bit like a bird, with his eyes closed, and two A small fleshy wing is so weak that it is almost invisible, and the little thing is making a small cry of "ah" because of the light at the first glance.
His father immediately smashed a piece of minced meat and stuffed it into the cub's mouth just like what Black did just now, the cub's mouth babbled, and he seemed to be enjoying it, completely different from his own reaction.
"Could it be that our hatching method is wrong?" The novice fathers were troubled.
In the end, Black noticed Meng Jiuzhao's trembling, and hurriedly stuffed the "hairless" Meng Jiuzhao back between his legs to hide.
"I've seen white bears feeding their cubs with milk. I'll catch one later." In the end, Bai Lingguang flashed and hit by mistake.
"Well, eat more, and soon you will be like other cubs." Black agreed.
In their world, there is no incubator, no doctor, and the new life can only rely on their parents and their own will. The parents provide food for them as much as possible, and then they live on their own perseverance.
It's a pity that Meng Jiuzhao can't grow hair no matter how persistent he is.
Drinking bear's milk, Meng Jiuzhao said that he was determined.
This... is not an angel, but a birdman, right? But this birdman is not so much a bird as a kind of pterosaur. Meng Jiuzhao suddenly remembered the last scene he saw before being stuffed into the time capsule.
Huge white wings covering his entire line of sight—
Meng Jiuzhao shook the weak little hand in the swaddle. He remembered that he tightly grasped the opponent's wings, but the opponent tore him off and stuffed him into the time-space capsule. He held it so hard that until the capsule closed, his There is also a feather of the man in his hand.
He spent the last time holding that feather.
And now, he didn't have that feather in his hand.
Meng Jiuzhao looked at the blue sky outside the lair. He squinted his eyes, probably with the help of high-tech aliens. Although he is still a baby, he can clearly see the outside world: how beautiful the outside world is. ... Such a pure blue, how low the white clouds are, the sky like an oil painting, the snow on the ground, the sound of people flapping their wings, the sound of cubs begging for food... everything seems so alive!
This is a living world, a primordial, unspoiled, undeveloped world! It wasn't that his memory was riddled with holes, the last bit of use value was squeezed out by the people on earth, and he became a waste star and was finally abandoned.
After that terrible disaster, not to mention the earth, even other planets could not survive, it was a cosmic genocide disaster. The earth... I still failed to stay there in the end...
Meng Jiuzhao was sad for a while, and soon the snow-white milk stuffed into his mouth attracted all his attention, gurgling, he doesn't dislike the smell of this thing, for a person who starved to death in his previous life and vowed to eat all over the world in this life, this It is the first step to realize his dream. He needs to drink more milk and supplement calcium, grow teeth early, and make the soft bones grow stronger, and then he wants to start his own journey——
However, the baby's mobility was still very limited. Meng Jiuzhao fell asleep with his head tilted after only drinking half a bowl of milk.