Chapter 250-20: Soul Crow, who didn’t want to become a laughing stock, began to live under someone else’s roof

"Mom, can we take Mr. Crow with us?"

The next morning, the storm had passed and people opened the windows, and in rushed in fresh, moist air with the fragrance of earth and grass.

Inside, Talia dressed her daughter and covered her thinning hair with a knitted hat.

Because they had an appointment to go to the hospital for a check-up today, they both got up early and didn't have breakfast.

"No, Mr. Crow is still in a coma. What he needs right now is rest."

"Well, can the hospital treat it? But will it lose its hair like me? Can Mr. Crow still fly if all its feathers fall out?"

Talia felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this. She pinched Phaedra's skinny face and forced a smile, saying, "Just leave it at home. Maybe it will wake up when we come back to check on it."

"Good mother, don't you want breakfast?"

"Mom is not hungry."

Phaedra got dressed and walked out of the house reluctantly, holding her mother's hand.

When I looked back for the last time, the crow in the box was still motionless.

The door closed and the room returned to silence.

Until, a crow that was originally standing on a telephone pole outside watched the mother and daughter go away, and then landed in front of a window, just in time to see the injured crow in the box.

It shook its head and looked carefully at the crow lying inside, then began to peck at the door and windows with its beak.

Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk.

After this continued for a while, the crow inside slowly opened its eyes, looking confused.

Its body was shaking, and it subconsciously tried to use some strength in its wings, but it felt waves of pain and could hardly flap its wings. It was estimated that it could only walk like a walking chicken.

When the crows outside the window saw that their companions inside had woken up, they began to caw, and their sounds could be faintly heard into the house.

The injured crow struggled to stand up, stood still, and began to recall what happened yesterday.

It is a soul crow.

The mission is to travel the world and use the soul lamp to collect the dead souls, and then every once in a while or when a certain number is accumulated, the soul lamp will actively transmit the collected souls to Bai Shihang's original paradise.

In the false paradise, these souls are consumables, used to maintain the operation of the false paradise and supply the release of divine grace, making the divine grace like an ancestral internal combustion engine, burning souls to cast spells.

This scene is totally unworthy of the name of heaven, but it is a false heaven after all, and it is not good to force more.

It was not until the false heaven was promoted to the original heaven and Bai Shihang regained the authority of the Creator that heaven gradually returned to its original appearance.

At least the collected souls are no longer direct consumables. Heaven will automatically divide them into different levels according to the so-called soul strength, allowing people to enjoy eternal sweet dreams or accept endless nightmares.

The [aura] produced by the soul in the dream replaces the soul itself and becomes the new energy to maintain the operation of heaven and the casting of divine grace.

After a long period of contact with souls, the Soul Crows can also enjoy a slight increase in intelligence and physical strength, especially the initial batch of Soul Crows, which further enhances their bodies that have already been carefully designed by Bai Shihang.

After several years of development, there are already quite a few Soul Crow Nests in the world. They will actively maintain their numbers at a certain scale, and every once in a while, they will gather in the nest to hold banquets to meet their social needs.

Every Soul Crow that dies unnatural deaths will mark the murderer, and then other Soul Crows will lead a large number of crows to launch a retaliatory attack on the other party.

In addition, most of the soul crows are indeed thick-skinned and intelligent, and have been living among crows for a long time, so ordinary people cannot deal with them.

If it is not an ordinary person, they dare not deal with it. Even if it is an organization like the Soul Assembly that has no scruples about killing and arson as long as there is profit, they can only create opportunities and secretly observe their activities.

Yesterday's situation was pure bad luck. The originally sunny weather suddenly changed, with lightning, thunder, strong winds and heavy rain everywhere. In order to avoid the bad weather, it was preparing to use the soul lamp to move, but it was suddenly struck by lightning. Its body became numb, and the soul lamp lost control, and the two fell towards the city on the ground together.

This legendary king of fall resistance managed to avoid death thanks to the deceleration of the feathers. He was only slightly injured. After some adjustments, he was able to fly again and hurriedly headed towards the direction of the soul lamp.

It is true that it can summon the soul lamp, but the prerequisite is that the soul lamp has to be summoned back by it before it can be summoned out.

In this situation, it is considered lost, but fortunately each soul crow can sense the location of its own soul lamp. However, just when it was about to reach the house where the sensed soul lamp was, it was struck by another round of lightning. This time it almost went to see the Supreme and completely lost consciousness.

After this Soul Crow, which was both resistant to lightning and falls, finally recovered, it saw a human kid daring to touch the Soul Lamp, so it quickly snatched it without saying a word. Unfortunately, it overestimated its physical condition after being struck by lightning twice.

Almost unable to control its direction, it suddenly exerted force and hit the window frame, causing its already weak body to suddenly break down and even its wings to be broken.

So, where is the soul lamp now?

The Soul Crow used its instinctive sense and could only feel that it was getting farther and farther away from it.

The companion outside the window was still screaming. The Soul Crow looked at the distance, took a few run-ups, jumped up, and flapped its wings a few times while enduring the severe pain, and half-glided to the window.

After trying to push and pull the handle a few times, it realized that it couldn't open it, so it stuck to the window crack and shouted to the outside.

"I can't open it! Find a way, find a place!"

The soul crow outside looked around, flew up, and began to circle around the house. It soon found the study window on the second floor whose glass had been smashed yesterday and was barely blocked with something.

It squeezed in through the gap, opened the door quite skillfully, and flew down the stairs. The smaller Soul Crow finally had an official meeting with the injured Soul Crow.

"Oh! Are you the chief inspector?" Little Soul Crow asked, tilting his head.

"Yes, I was injured by lightning when I passed by this city. Are you a local crow?"

"Φυσικ! I'm almost learning the local dialect!" The little crow seemed a little proud, and it looked like he had his hands on his hips, "Δσεμουπαττε! This means give me fries."

".Do you know where this family has gone?" It did not say directly that its soul lamp was lost, because this would undoubtedly be a huge joke, especially since it was an inspector with a high position. If it really said it, it would surely spread throughout the Soul Crow Realm within a month, and it would become an eternal classic joke in Soul Crow gatherings.

"I know! Just now, they got on the four-wheeled vehicle and left, but I don't know where they went." Little Soul Crow said truthfully, and looked at the grains Talia had reserved in the box, "Is this for crows? Are they abusing you?"

The Big Soul Crow now paid attention to the small residence they had built for it and the food they had left behind.

It ignored the grains and sniffed the small piece of cake. Its eyes lit up and it swallowed it in one gulp: "Guh, this is cake. Haven't you eaten it before?"

"No. Is it delicious? If it is, I will start learning the local dialect for 'give me cake' tomorrow!" Little Soul Crow asked curiously.

“Worse than French fries.”

“That must be delicious too!”

The Big Soul Crow did not continue the topic and began to think amid the chattering of the Little Soul Crow.

When I woke up yesterday, the soul lamp was in the little girl's hand, which meant that it was picked up by this family. And just now, the little soul crow saw this family leaving, which should mean that the soul lamp is with them. There is no need to worry, the other party should be back soon. At that time, I will take the opportunity to take back the soul lamp, pretend to be a crow, heal my wounds, and finally leave. The plan works!
This way he wouldn't expose the fact that he had lost the soul lamp and would avoid becoming a laughing stock.

"Inspector, do you need any help? Mom and Dad said that if an inspector passing by has orders, we must obey his commands." asked Little Soul Crow.

"No, I will recover here. Wait a minute." The Great Soul Crow suddenly asked solemnly, "Repeat the sentence 'Give me fries' in the local dialect you just said."

in the afternoon.

Talia brought Phaedra back. After leaving the hospital, Phaedra seemed much happier and ran to the Crow House immediately to see the Soul Crow's condition.

Talia's face looked very bad, and it was obvious that she was worried about something. There was a suffocating sadness hidden under her expression.

"Mom, look, Mr. Crow is awake! He's awake!" Phaedra shouted, pointing at the Soul Crow in the Crow House. "He even ate the cake I gave him, but the beans didn't seem to move."

Talia put her bag down casually, walked to Phaedra with a forced smile, and squatted down to look at the crow together.

The Soul Crow glanced at the bag she had just put down. It knew the Soul Lamp was there, but it did not rush over. Instead, it cried twice like an ordinary crow and combed its slightly burnt feathers.

"We have a very picky crow."

"Mom, is there anything else to eat?"

"Let me look for it. Do you want to eat tomatoes?"

Talia waved the tomato in front of Soul Crow.

The Soul Crow didn't hesitate and started eating. The more it ate, the faster its injuries would recover.

Phaedra just sat in the chair, with her hands under her chin, watching with fascination.

Live animals allow her to feel the rhythm of the world from a different perspective and add a touch of color to the gray world.

Just staring at it intently made Soul Crow feel a little embarrassed.

Are you so reluctant to part with even a tomato? Or is this the last tomato in your family?
Soul Crow hesitated and pushed the half-eaten tomato towards Phaedra.

"For me?" Phaedra's eyes had the brilliance that most children have, and her turquoise pupils seemed to be sparkling.

Soul Crow guessed that he could guess what the other party meant, and responded with two "ah ahs".

As an old Soul Crow, it knew that its clan disguised as crows also represented intelligence in the human world. Although it disdained this, in their eyes, Soul Crows were many levels smarter than crows. Only these flightless, hairless bipeds could barely compete with them.

Phaedra quickly took the half tomato and ran to find her mother.

"You can't eat this! Crows have eaten it!"

"But, but, maybe this is a gift from the crow to his friend. He considers me his friend!"

"Well, I'll get you another one. You and this crow friend can eat it together, okay?"

"it is good!"

Finally, Phaedra took a new tomato and handed the half to Soul Crow again. Talia was afraid that she wouldn't be able to finish it, so she picked the smallest one.

Fortunately, it seems that this family is not without even two tomatoes.

In that case, it ate without any burden.

Just eating tomatoes without fries is like eating fries without ketchup, which makes Crow uncomfortable.

The gluttony has taken effect, and Soul Crow can't leave French fries just like the 3D zone can't leave Jerusalem.

"Δσεμουπαττε (Give me fries)!" The Big Soul Crow, who had just finished eating the tomatoes but was still hungry, couldn't help but shout.

Phaedra was startled, blinked twice, and asked hesitantly: "Mr. Crow, what did you just say?"

"Give me fries!" repeated the Great Soul Crow.

Phaedra covered her mouth and rubbed her lips again to find her mother.

"Mommy, mommy! Mr. Crow has spoken. He really has spoken. He wants to eat French fries."

"How can a crow talk? It's not a parrot."

Although, in fact, crows can also learn to speak like humans like parrots, most people don’t have this impression.

Talia simply suspected that Phaedra wanted to eat and was making the request through the crow.

"Really, it's true!"

“Give me fries!”

"Listen, Mom, listen, it's saying it again!"

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Talia, who was called down twice while tidying up the study, rubbed Talia's little head helplessly: "Well, this crow can indeed speak, but it is just imitating human words. Maybe it had an owner in the past who taught it this sentence. It doesn't know what it means. Dear, no crow really likes to eat French fries, and it will not take the initiative to ask for French fries. If you don't believe it, try to talk to it and see if it only knows this sentence."

Fedra did not give up and started asking Soul Crow other questions.

"Mr. Crow, what's your name?"

“Give me fries!”

"You, where are you from?"

“Give me fries!”

"Would you like a Coke?"

“Give me fries!”

After several rounds of conversation, Phaedra finally confirmed that Mr. Crow did not understand what she said and was just repeating it.

This result made her a little depressed. She thought she could make a friend with whom she could talk and communicate.

The Soul Crow called for a long time, but seeing that they seemed indifferent, they said something to it. It also knew that the French fries were probably nowhere to be found.

Unfortunately, the innate language of all Soul Crows is English, and the local dialect here is quite different from English, so it can't understand a single word except "Give me French fries".

Only its wings were injured, otherwise the Soul Crow would never be short of French fries to eat.

In their eyes, the "chip shops" that are everywhere are all free food supply points, and those who dare to walk on the street with chips are just vending machines.

Some of the more cultured Soul Crows would pretend to be exceptionally smart crows and perform to earn money by performing. The less cultured ones were really less cultured. Their younger brothers would rush forward to serve as a cover, and the Soul Crows would blend in with them and enjoy the meal, which could be described as a zero-dollar purchase with the right skin color.

However, they basically do not compete with other birds for pure natural food, so they have no impact on the local ecological chain, unless fast food restaurants are also considered part of the ecological chain.

Just when it thought it wouldn't be able to enjoy French fries during the time it was recovering from its injuries, the sneaky Phaedra gave it a surprise that night.

"Mr. Crow, do you really want to eat French fries?"

(End of this chapter)