Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

At this time, the rich red light on the Fire Marrow Jade began to weaken. On the contrary, the color of the eggshell outside the Chitang became darker and darker.

When it became almost as bright red as blood, the Fire Marrow Jade shattered.

All of its power has been absorbed by Chitang.

Without sufficient strength, the red color of the eggshell gradually faded.

The sound of the eggshell cracking also stopped.

After all, it has been trapped in the shell for too long. Even if the defects are made up, it is extremely difficult to break out of the shell without external force.

If the little Vermilion Bird is strong-willed and not afraid of difficulties and pain, it can endure the pain and try to break the eggshell.

But, it is obvious that Chitang is not that kind of person who would take a lazy rest without any external force pushing him.

Bai Heng's eyes sank slightly. He stretched out his hand, and the egg that had stopped hatching automatically flew into his palm.

Against the backdrop of the shell that has turned back to pure white, the red color that shines through the tiny gap is particularly eye-catching.

"Chitang, break out of your shell yourself."

Bai Heng's voice was neither too high nor too low, but his calm tone contained a sense of urgency that made people nervous.

The red color trembled, and the whole egg shook with it, as if it had listened to what it was saying and started to work hard, and the eggshell continued to make crackling sounds.

In the blink of an eye, he fell back on Bai Heng's palm again, as if he had lost his strength and needed a good rest.

During this period of time, the needle-wide gap only grew to the size of a grain of rice.

Before seeing Chitang hatch, Bai Heng inexplicably felt as if he was seeing the scene in the future when he took care of her and she would shirk her responsibilities when he disciplined or taught her a lesson.

He shook his head, threw away the strange imagination, and shook the egg in his palm.

"Chitang——"

Chitang curled himself up in the eggshell.

"I can't see. I can't see."

"It's so tiring to break the shell. I don't want to move."

She also turned the gap that allowed her to see the outside world and pressed it under her body to prevent Bai Heng outside from seeing it.

Everything in front of him turned pitch black again, and Chitang lay contentedly in the eggshell to rest.

It was as if some scary person couldn't see her, so she didn't need to listen to him.

A look of helplessness appeared on Bai Heng's cold face.

We can't let her stop even though she's halfway through breaking out of the shell. After all, the shell hasn't been broken out yet and she's still young, so she can be a little delicate.

He turned his other wrist slightly and took out a red spirit stone with a clearer color from the storage bag.

Chitang felt an extremely attractive force and immediately jumped up, trying to get closer to the spirit stone.

"Chitang, prepare to break out of your shell."

Bai Heng did not place the spirit stone directly close to the surface of the egg. Her defect had been made up for, and continuing to absorb too strong power would not be good for her body.

He mobilized the immortal power in his body, used it as a medium, and transformed the power in the spirit stone into a thin silver thread and transmitted it into the eggshell.

Chitang just felt warm and his body was filled with enough strength.

Her wings felt slightly warm and itchy, making her want to spread her wings and fly.

In this case, the eggshell that originally felt comfortable becomes a bit restrictive.

Chitang kicked his two paws, jumped up and down actively, and hit the hard eggshell with his head.

Click click click.

The crack opened completely, splitting the hard eggshell into two.

Chitang's vision was a little blurry. She shook her head and her vision gradually became clear.

The first thing she saw was Bai Heng holding her in his palm.

He has a face as handsome as jade, eyebrows as black as ink painting, his appearance is exquisite to the extreme, and his temperament is extraordinary.

Her long jet-black hair was casually tied up on one side, while the rest of her hair was spread out, casually sweeping over her legs, looking elegant and graceful.

But the bright red mole under the eye pulls the person back from the unattainable sky to the close proximity.

Although the Suzaku clan is a lineage of divine beasts, they have the mentality of a fledgling like other ordinary birds.

It’s just that they have more abilities of inheritance and cultivation than ordinary birds. Once their minds are mature, they can clearly distinguish everything around them.

But when you are just born, you cannot get rid of it.

In the past, when Chi Tang could only vaguely sense Bai Heng's immortal power in the eggshell, he would be vaguely wary of him.

After she hatched, because of her fledgling mentality, Bai Heng became the person she depended on the most.

Chi Tang looked at Bai Heng, his heart full of familiarity and trust.

Without thinking much, she pawed with her left paw, then with her right paw, squeezed the eggshells together and put them away, then flapped her wings and flew towards him.

While flying, he was still chirping:

“Chirp, chirp, chirp.”

【Daddy, Daddy.】

Bai Heng didn't understand the meaning of Chitang's cry. He only saw a small bird covered with a light layer of red feathers flapping its wings and flying towards him.

The feathers on the pair of wings had not yet grown fully, and when they flapped, the little red bird swayed from side to side.

It flew only about a palm high before falling down with a plop.

He reacted quickly and took her back into his palm with his other hand.

Chitang almost fell to the ground from a height. His "weak" heart was hurt. He hugged Bai Heng's finger with his two wings and kept complaining.

“Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp.”

[It was so scary. I almost died.]

After the little red bird hatched from the shell, it was smaller than the palm of my hand. Its soft body pressed against the palm of my hand, and I felt the warmth constantly.

Bai Heng rarely got so close to anyone, and felt a little uncomfortable, so he moved the fingers of his other hand slightly.

As he moved, he touched another hard object and then he remembered: her eggshell was still in his hand.

After the Red Bird breaks out of its shell, the first thing it usually does is to eat its own shell to replenish its energy.

This way she would have the strength to walk, fly, or do something else.

I don’t know why Chitang did this, but the first thing it did after breaking out of its shell was to fly towards me in a friendly manner.

It was as if her existence was the most important thing and she couldn't wait to replenish her energy and get close to him.

Bai Heng's long eyelashes drooped, his eyes flickered, and he gently transferred the eggshell to Chi Tang's palm where he was sitting.

With his free hand, he pushed her soft little body and reminded her gently:

"Your eggshells."

Some images flashed through Chitang's mind, which were the inheritance from the clan.

In an instant, she understood the purpose of these eggshells.

Chitang spread its wings and held the eggshell in its arms. Its tender but extremely sharp beak held the eggshell, making a crisp sound.

The hard eggshell that would not break even after falling from a height, jumping up and down on a tree, or hitting a wall or various utensils was easily bitten into pieces by her and swallowed into her stomach.

The little Vermilion Bird is nearly half the size of the eggshell. It looks very satisfied when it is chewing on it, and its eating posture is extremely cute.

Bai Heng actually found it interesting and stared at it intently for a long time.

After eating half an eggshell, Chitang felt that he had a lot more strength, and his wings were no longer as tender as when he had just hatched from the shell.

He dragged out the other half of the eggshell from his side and wanted to continue chewing it.

She looked up by chance and met Bai Heng's focused gaze, and was stunned for a moment.

I don’t know what the little Suzaku, which was not even as big as a palm, was thinking of, but he picked up the other half of the eggshell and sent it towards Bai Heng.

“Chirp, chirp, chirp.”

【Daddy, eat.】