Chapter 21

"This egg was a gift with the purchase. They kept saying it was a monster egg, so I believed them. Oh, I'm so sorry, so sorry, I didn't mean to, I was also deceived. That damned merchant, may he die a miserable death. Xiao Chen, how about this, I'll find you a real monster egg next time, no, a real monster. I, Lao Pu, will make it happen, my word is my bond."

Park Ae-hwa pounded his chest in feigned distress, claiming he was also a victim of the scam, and quickly shifted the blame to the unknown "dishonest merchant."

As for the "next time," who knows when that will be. For now, he just needed to get through this situation.

Otherwise, his reputation would be ruined, and he wouldn't be able to do small trades at the 911 air base anymore.

"..."

Seeing Park Ae-hwa's sudden burst of acting, Chen Fei was speechless and somewhat amused.

He quickly waved his hands to interrupt Park Ae-hwa's passionate denunciation of the "dishonest merchant" who had deceived him.

"Alright, alright, stop! How you find that dishonest merchant is your problem, not mine. I don't need any more monster eggs or monsters. I can't even afford to raise them."

If he didn't stop him, the other party might give him something even more terrifying, like a snake egg or insect larvae.

"Rest assured, I'll take care of it. I'll give you a satisfactory answer."

Park Ae-hwa forcefully patted his thin chest, secretly relieved.

It was better not to have to go through the trouble of finding more strange things to continue deceiving him.

If he had a monster egg, he wouldn't be a dishonest merchant.

Park Ae-hwa's gaze fell on the bird's nest and the chicks wrapped in a T-shirt. Just as he was about to reach out, Chen Fei stopped him.

"Wait, what are you going to do?"

"Uh! Take them, fry them, and have them as a midnight snack. They look quite delicious."

Looking at the chirping chicks in the nest, Park Ae-hwa swallowed his saliva and picked them up with a skewer. This was ready-made grilled bird skewers!

"Stop, stop, stop, no, they are living beings, can you bear to do this?"

Chen Fei firmly stopped this cruel act against the young lives, finding it too cruel.

"Hehe, these little birds, when fried, are very fragrant!"

Park Ae-hwa looked righteous, chuckled, and said, "What else can we do with them?"

This glutton was actually using the pretense of considering Chen Fei's well-being to fry and eat them, out of sight, out of mind. Why not throw himself into the pot and fry himself, becoming a fried ghost, which would also be quite fragrant.

"Of course, we should raise them and then release them!"

Chen Fei glared at him, speaking with a righteous tone.

He himself had never had the evil thought of putting this chick in a pot, and he was really getting angry at this guy.

"Ah? Raise them? And release them?"

Park Ae-hwa opened his mouth wide, seemingly shocked by the other party's unconventional thinking.

He involuntarily touched Chen Fei's forehead and then his own, but neither was feverish!

How could such a small thing be raised?

It seemed not so easy!

"That's right, I came to ask you, what does this little bird eat? Can it drink milk?"

Chen Fei finally clarified his intention, to avoid any further misunderstandings.

Park Ae-hwa put his hand on his waist and scratched his cheek, looking very troubled.

"This... it probably can't drink milk!"

He was really in a hurry.

Based on his years of experience, birds should eat insects, but where could he get insects for this chick in such a short time? This was a big problem.

It might die in a couple of days.

This was really difficult!

Chen Fei asked in confusion, "You don't know?"

Park Ae-hwa continued to scratch his head, clearly still without any reliable ideas.

"Wait, let me think, let me think."

He didn't want this young man to look down on him, so he waved his hands and continued to rack his brain.

"Feeding birds? If there are no insects, you can feed them some chick feed. If there's no chick feed, you can use egg yolk as a temporary solution. Don't feed them grains; grains don't provide enough nutrition."

At this moment, a voice interrupted.

Park Ae-hwa was startled and quickly turned around, saying respectfully, "Chef Abel!"

"Hello, Chef!"

Chen Fei also greeted him.

A middle-aged white man in a white chef's uniform stood nearby, his gaze fixed on the T-shirt in Chen Fei's hand, more precisely, on the bird's nest wrapped in the T-shirt.

He asked in confusion, "Where did you find this little bird? Don't you know that the best thing to do is to let the parent bird take care of it?"

Chef Abel's gaze was very stern. He was very annoyed by those meddlesome people who always caused various troubles for wild animals.

Although Abel was not an animal rights activist, he could not tolerate such reckless behavior.

Chen Fei looked at Park Ae-hwa, not wanting to take the blame.

"Very sorry, this is my fault!"

Park Ae-hwa looked at Chen Fei and then at the displeased chef, and could only laugh awkwardly and admit it.

One word from the other party could kick him out of the 911 air base, so he had to be careful.

Moreover, one lie often requires a hundred more to cover it up. He had just said the bird egg came from another dishonest merchant; he couldn't now say he picked it up in the wild.

Swallowing his pride, Park Ae-hwa endured the contempt and criticism from both Chen Fei and Chef Abel, his posture becoming more hunched.

"Shall we try feeding it some egg yolk?"

Without a better idea, Chen Fei decided to follow Chef Abel's suggestion.

Birds develop and hatch from the nutrients in the egg yolk, and it seemed feasible to feed them egg yolk after hatching.

"Wait a moment, Park Ae-hwa, come with me!" Abel gave this guy a stern look and turned to leave.

Park Ae-hwa followed for a few steps, then turned back and patted his chest, saying, "I'll take care of the chick feed, I'll get it as soon as possible."

It was just chick feed; he could easily get it by asking someone.

Chef Abel, without turning back, said, "It's best to have live mealworms and some bran for breeding. Just feeding them feed is not enough."

"Ah! Got it, got it!"

Park Ae-hwa nodded and bowed in agreement.

Ultimately, it was his responsibility to help solve the problem he had created.

Getting some egg yolk was no big deal for a kitchen with abundant ingredients.

He took a Hy-Line White egg, steamed it over water, cooked it on low heat for five minutes, then on high heat for five minutes, and let it sit for another five minutes. After fifteen minutes, he cracked the shell, broke the solidified egg white, and used an ear pick to scoop out a small amount of egg yolk, about the size of a sesame seed, and fed it to the bird. It worked.

After feeding it about ten scoops, the chick, which had received about a soybean-sized amount of egg yolk, was content and stopped chirping, settling down in the nest to sleep, occasionally chirping once.

Chen Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

...

Error!

Error!

Unable to identify valid CPU type

Failed to run memory self-test

Input/output device not found

Storage device not found

Failed to load basic input/output system

Illegal operation or incorrect instruction

Illegal operation or incorrect instruction

Illegal operation or incorrect instruction

...

"Shut down! Ah!"

Chen Fei sat up in bed, drenched in sweat, shaking his head. He seemed to have had a strange and bizarre dream.

It was all a jumble of things, repeating over and over, driving him crazy.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

He followed the sound and was speechless. It turned out to be the little bird in the nest on the bedside table, which he had mistaken for an error message from a computer. The two sounds were really similar.

The chirping must mean it was hungry.

Chen Fei finally understood the hard work of a bird mother. He was about to get the egg yolk and ear pick to feed the bird but froze.

The "hallucination" content was no longer just a small, easily ignored segment of characters like "A:\>_" but had several more lines of text.

"Illegal operation or incorrect instruction

Illegal operation or incorrect instruction

Illegal operation or incorrect instruction

Illegal operation or incorrect instruction

..."

Wasn't this the same as what he had seen in his bizarre dream?

It was even filling the screen, which was really ridiculous.

Since he had just woken up, he still remembered the dream clearly. Chen Fei felt that this dream was not just an ordinary one but was linked to his "hallucination" aftereffect, which seemed to have undergone a new change.

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