Chapter 45 Heaven has the virtue of a good life

In the face of the seagull's ferocious blow, Zhang Ming shrank his head suddenly, threw the glass bottle containing the mushroom viciously, and roared loudly: "Look what this is!" ”

The glass bottle reflects a golden glow when illuminated by the sun.

The graceful arc just flew to the beak of the seagull and made a "bang" sound.

"Gah?!"

The male seagull let out an extremely frightened expression, and the sharp beak that pecked viciously was directly embarrassed!

Is it better to peck forward, or not to peck?

It really ...... Don't dare, don't dare to peck!

The gulls fluttered their wings and quacked, and the dust kicked up by bird droppings was overwhelming.

"Gah! Ga! ”

the kid, a strong enemy is coming, get out! Evacuate!

The "child" who was incubating eggs there also screamed, looking at the glass bottle at a loss, his eyes wide and confused.

When it saw the contents of the bottle, it panicked even more and looked at the child's father.

"Gah!"

What about eggs?

Don't want eggs?

The child's father: "Gah! Ga! ”

Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood, run away!

kid: "Gah! ”

Reluctantly, the eggs that have been hatched for so long, don't you want it?

The child's father: "Gah! ”

kid: "Gah! ”

The two birds "quacked" and flapped their wings and fled frantically outside.

They were so frightened that they almost forgot that they were birds, and they fell from the top of the coconut tree.

It wasn't until I fell into the air that I remembered that I could fly, and I flapped my wings and flew into the sky.

Only three white-flowered eggs remained, left in the nest.

"Good fellow, we're just going to eat you an egg, are you so scared?"

Zhang Ming came to the vicinity of the nest and was overjoyed, the volume of each egg was the size of a fist, two or three catties in weight. The yellow-brown eggshell, dotted with black markings, looks like a large quail egg.

After holding three bird eggs and shining in the sun for a while, I found that one of them had grown an embryo, with distinct capillaries and traces of nestlings.

The other two appear to be white eggs, showing no signs of growth or development.

"Will mutated creatures have a reduced ability to reproduce...... It's no wonder that there are very few mutated creatures in the juvenile stage. ”

"Even crabs, which have strong reproductive ability, rarely see small crabs."

Zhang Ming thought thoughtfully, turned around and put the egg that had grown into an embryo and put it back into the nest.

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, so I'll give you back this one. I'm not bad that way. ”

He returned two eggs and a glass bottle containing "mushrooms" to his backpack and went down to the tree full of joy.

At first, he pretended to be worried about the seagulls' revenge, but later he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Back at the base camp, I couldn't wait to boil one of them in boiling water.

With the sound of boiling water, the firewood emitted the aroma of grease, and the eggshells were covered with bubbles one after another.

That's the egg, the source of life!

"Such a big egg, let's boil it for a little longer."

Even, in order to alleviate the anxiety caused by waiting, Zhang Ming also took a copy of "Advanced Mathematics" and learned the knowledge that he had abandoned for a long time with relish.

Now days, how to say.

It's fulfilling, but it's also boring, and there's a lot of time to splurge.

There is no dopamine stimulation from the information explosion, no person to talk to, no entertainment, and only some quiet and monotonous fun.

What's more, apart from a large pile of books left by the party comrade who was admitted to graduate school, he had no books to read at all!

"I see, this question can't be solved by Lopida's law, just Taylor's expansion...... Wonderful! ”

"Green's formula, I still don't understand it."

A sparse sound came from the grass, and Zhang Ming raised his head, it turned out to be a group of sea turtles, and their black eyes looked at the strange mushrooms in the glass bottle, and the pot that emitted hot steam.

They were shocked, this person was still alive!

"Do you want a bite too? In light of your last defection, this time, you won't be given any eggs! ”

The turtles screamed "ahh

Some turtles are questioning loudly, how did you survive?

You're full of mushrooms, aren't you?

There was also a turtle that probed its head to look at the mushrooms in the glass bottle, and suddenly got frightened and turned around and ran!

As a result, a herd effect was triggered, and a large number of turtles ran with them!

Zhang Ming was too lazy to take care of their theatrical performances, so he picked up the boiled eggs and peeled the shells to enjoy by himself.

The fragrance that belongs to the source of life is coming!

This egg tastes similar to a goose egg, the number of egg whites is not much, the orange yolk occupies more than 70% of the whole, and it is full of fragrance when you bite into it, with a slightly fishy smell.

But it's this fishy smell that brings a wonderfully wild smell.

The sea breeze is constantly flowing, and all things in the world are independent and interconnected, and together they constitute a complete destiny.

A faint warm current flowed from the body, and the "spirit" brought by the bird's egg didn't seem to be too much, but no matter what, it was the first time to eat it, and the effect of increasing attributes was quite good...... As for whether there are new skills, it is unknown.

Zhang Ming suddenly had a question: How was the first hen in ancient times tamed by humans?

Wouldn't the hen feel heartache when primitive man took away the eggs that the hen had worked so hard to hatch?

"Primitive people should have solved the problem of food and clothing before domesticating hens, otherwise they would have eaten the hens a long time ago......"

He always felt that the step from 0 to 1 was wonderful: there was just a well-fed man who caught a shivering hen that was not strong enough to escape and was willing to contribute his eggs......

What an amazing scene!

Don't look at modern chicken farms, which can produce hundreds of millions of eggs a year, but in the primitive era of slash-and-burn farming, it is difficult to find a qualified chicken.

Thanks to that chicken!

Zhang Ming shook his head violently, and spit in his heart: "Eat a bird's egg, and eat it with emotion." ”

He's so lonely.

The thoughts in my mind are like soap bubbles that burst when you poke them. Or rather, he hadn't seen a human in a long, long time, had not socialized, and had to find something to do, otherwise the overwhelming loneliness would completely overwhelm him.

"It's even better if it's made into salted duck eggs, but it can't be said to be salted duck eggs. But...... Salted bird eggs? ”

"How do you make salted duck eggs, ask on the beach?"

A bird's egg weighs two pounds, just enough to eat.

[Attribute +3]

Not bad!

Glancing back at the group of turtles, they were looking suspiciously and greedily at the pile of eggshells on the ground, and then at the mushrooms in the bottles.

"Huh?" One of them shouted.

The other turtles also shouted, people die for money, turtles die for food, we really don't dare to eat mushrooms, but we turtles have coveted bird eggs for a long, long time.

Please, give me a little!

Please!