Minecraft: I'm Really Not a Monster

Crack, crack...

Yang Bo, who was diligently teaching Jerry how to farm, immediately looked towards the chicken egg that was being incubated in boiling water upon hearing the cracking sound.

Dense cracks appeared on the smooth eggshell, and a dark shadow could vaguely be seen inside.

‘Could you help me? I can't get out…’

Yang Bo: “……”

He walked over, turned off the heat, and reached out to retrieve the oversized chicken egg from the boiling water.

“Will cracking it open affect you?”

‘No, but please be gentle, I'm still very fragile right now.’

Yang Bo heard the strange voice in his head, reached out his hand, and carefully began to peel the egg.

In his heart, he had the déjà vu of peeling a tea egg.

Soon, a small window was peeled into the egg, revealing a palm-sized figure inside.

There was no disgusting mucus; instead, a colorful chick, only the size of an adult's palm, was lying inside.

Apart from the size, Yang Bo didn't feel any difference between it and the plump chicken.

Seeing its position, Yang Bo became much bolder and quickly broke open the eggshell.

“How do you feel?”

‘Very good, just a little weak from hatching, I'll be fine after a rest…’

Yang Bo nodded, placed the colorful chick on the ground, and then crushed the eggshell beside it.

As if understanding Yang Bo's thoughts, the chick tilted its head and looked at him.

‘Eggshells have no nutrition… If you want me to lay eggs sooner, you'd better feed me some regular food…’

Yang Bo was somewhat stunned. Didn't all magical beasts, spiritual beasts, and other creatures eat their eggshells after hatching?

Just as Yang Bo took out a piece of bread, accompanied by Wangcai's bark, a strange voice sounded in his mind.

“Woof…” (Mine! Everything on the ground is mine!)

‘Help!!’

Wangcai darted over from the side. Even Yang Bo could only see a phantom. He subconsciously reached out to the newly hatched chick, blocking Wangcai's bloody maw.

“Holy crap…”

Yang Bo looked at Wangcai, and Wangcai also stared back at him with innocent eyes.

“Woof!” (Boss, it's on the ground!)

Yang Bo: “……”

At this moment, he understood that the voice in his head should be Wangcai's.

‘I didn't expect it to be real-time translation…’

Yang Bo didn't blame Wangcai for its behavior. Even if it really swallowed this important chick in one bite, it could only be said that it was destined to happen.

What's wrong with his own brother being a little greedy?

“Wangcai, it's one of us from now on, not food.”

Then, he took out an energy stone from his backpack and threw it to Wangcai, saying, “With this, I'll be able to understand what you're saying.”

“Woof!” (Ah? Boss, can you understand me now?)

“Woof!” (Can you help me change my name??)

Yang Bo heard Wangcai's words, grabbed the still shivering chick in his palm, and said with a puzzled expression:

“Huh? Why is your translation ability sometimes working and sometimes not?”

“Wangcai, it might be scared by you. Go digest the energy stone first, and we'll chat after it recovers.”

Wangcai: “……”

‘I just saw its molars…’

After Wangcai left, the chick's words echoed in his mind. Yang Bo chuckled and said:

“Molars are just molars; it's better than seeing small intestines.”

He took out a [Bread] and a [Level 1 Energy Stone] from his backpack and placed them on the table nearby, so he wouldn't have to worry about the chick being eaten by Wangcai.

Presumably, this chick probably wouldn't want to run around in front of Wangcai for the rest of its life.

“How did you awaken?”

Yang Bo was very curious about this. After all, when he saw Wangcai and Jerry, they had already mutated. He couldn't communicate with them before, so he couldn't figure it out.

But now that the chick was here, he could learn something.

‘I don't know either. I suddenly had self-awareness when I woke up, and then I escaped from where I used to live.’

‘Then I kept hiding underground, and my body slowly grew bigger over time until I met you.’

“Luckily, you met me, or you would have been cooked by now!”

‘……’

The chick stopped talking and diligently pecked at the bread and energy stone on the table. The energy stone seemed very fragile in front of its sharp beak.

It was easily eaten by the chick.

As it ate, its size was slowly growing. Although it was very slow, it was still visible to the naked eye against its small frame.

After it finished eating, it was at least one-fifth larger. Although it still wasn't enough to fill Wangcai's teeth, this growth rate was already terrifying.

Seeing that it had finished eating, Yang Bo said to it: “From now on, you'll be my backup food and part-time translator. Of course, you can also try to escape.”

“But if Wangcai catches you again, you'll only be able to see Wangcai's large intestine!”

Both the stick and the carrot had to be given.

‘As long as you don't eat me, I'll be very honest.’

Yang Bo nodded slightly, reached out and took the chick in his hand, stood up and walked outside, calling out to Wangcai and Jerry along the way:

“Wangcai, Jerry, let's go fishing!”

A chick couldn't escape his grasp.

……

The air was a bit stuffy, and the sun was covered by large clouds, as if it was about to rain at any moment.

“The weather is really changeable; yesterday it was clear, and today it's cloudy.”

Arriving at the artificial lake, a gust of wind blew across the surface, creating ripples.

Yang Bo took out some specially made [Smooth Stone Slabs] from his backpack and built a path across the lake to the center.

The [Smooth Stone Slabs] completely ignored gravity and floated on the lake. Each time a slab was placed, the sound was like a slap on Newton's cheek.

After spending more than ten minutes, Yang Bo built a matchbox made of [Wooden Planks] in the center of the lake.

However, this matchbox also had a fishing platform extending out, with sofas, tables, and carpets specially laid out for Wangcai and Jerry. It could be said that it was small but complete.

“Alas, a skilled cook can't make a meal without rice! I have the skills to build a house, but I don't have the materials.”

Yang Bo didn't have many resources. This matchbox was already considered a luxury. In reality, trees and crops take at least two or three days to grow, and the saplings he planted underground haven't moved yet.

He took out his fishing rod, gently flicked his wrist, and the hook easily flew into the lake.

He lazily sat down on the sofa, without any sense of surviving the apocalypse, more like taking his pets on an outdoor outing.

“Squeak, squeak…” (Bro Biao, are we eating fish today?)

“Woof…” (Probably.)

Yang Bo listened to Wangcai and Jerry's voices in his mind, feeling that it would be nice to live like this.