Primitive Once Again - Chapter 4

“Has the egg hatched?” White gently landed in the nest– During this period, he was the one responsible for hunting. Before landing, he noticed that the gathering area was noisier than usual, probably due to other eggs hatching one after another.

The winds outside were strong, and White spread his wings as much as he possibly could to block the cold air from reaching Black and the cub. He lowered his head as he excitedly looked at the cub hatched from both their efforts.

“Why is he hairless?” Black and White stared at each other.

The two looked to the nest next door. There, was a fluffy little guy struggling to get out from underneath his father’s belly. He looked similar to a little bird at first glance, with eyes still closed and two fleshy wings small to the point of being invisible. The little guy was making small “ah ah” cries due to the light.

The cub’s father immediately slathered a layer of meat mush on his mouth just like what Black had done, and the little cub nibbled on it. This method was effective for their cub, which had a completely different reaction from their own cub.

“Could it be that our method of incubation was wrong?” The two newbie fathers were troubled.

In the end, it was still Black who first noticed that Meng Jiuzhao was shivering, and hurriedly tucked the “hairless” Meng Jiuzhao back between his legs.

“I’ve seen a polar bear feed milk to their cubs before. I’ll go catch one to try later.” An Idea flashed past White’s head and he immediately decided to act.

“Mm, if he eats more, he’ll quickly grow up to be like the other cubs.” Black agreed.

In their world, incubators did not exist, and neither did doctors. Newborns could only rely on their parents and their own will to survive. Their parents would provide them as much food as possible, and their own survival depended on their tenacity.

Unfortunately, no matter how tenacious Meng Jiuzhao was, he would never be able to grow out hair.

While drinking milk, Meng Jiuzhao calmed down.

They… Probably weren’t angels, but instead birdmen, right? But rather than being a bird, they had more similarities to a pterodactyl. Meng Jiuzhao suddenly recalled the final scene he saw before being stuffed in the space-time capsule.

Humongous, white wings that covered his entire sight–

Meng Jiuzhao shook his hand which was swaddled up. He remembered tightly gripping his opponent’s wing, but the other pulled him off and stuffed him into the space-time capsule. He was holding on so tightly that when the capsule closed, he managed to pluck off the other’s feather.

He was gripping the feather through his final moments.

But now, that feather was no longer in his hands.

Meng Jiuzhao looked at the blue sky outside of the nest. He squinted his eyes. It was probably due to the high level of technology used in the capsule, but although he was currently a baby, he could see everything around him crystal clear: the outside world was so beautiful… The sky was pure blue, the white coulds were so low, just like the sky in an oil painting. The ground was blanketed in snow, and from the surroundings came the sound of flapping wings as well as cries of cubs asking for food… Everything was teeming with life.

This was a vibrant, primitive, untainted and undeveloped world! It was different from earth which was riddled with problems, due to earthlings squeezing out every drop of worth from it before tossing it out.

After that terrible disaster, other planets couldn’t survive, let alone earth. It was a complete annihilation of the entire universe. In the end… Earth did not manage to survive…

Meng Jiuzhao felt sad for a little while, before having his attention drawn to the snow white milk which was stuffed into his mouth. Gulp gulp, he did not detest this fishy scent. As someone who starved to death in his past life, as well as someone who vowed to eat everything in the world in his current life, this was the first step towards his dream. He had to drink milk for calcium, so his teeth would grow out quicker, so his bones would quickly get stronger, so that he could start travelling–

But a baby’s range of activities were extremely limited. Meng Jiuzhao only drank half a bowl of milk before falling asleep.

Translator has something to say:

I was feeling productive recently, so here’s an extra chapter (^o^)/

Also, I’m sticking with Black and White for the parents’ names because I already got used to them, if you ever decide to MTL, just note that their names are different in MTL