So I'm a sheep.

The class monitor strode to the mirror and placed her hand on it with some anticipation.

In an instant, dark clouds filled the mirror!

Beneath the rolling dark clouds, countless creatures on the desolate continent worshipped the sky.

"What's going on?" Sasha's eyes widened.

The next moment, lightning tore the sky apart!

The sky trembled, the earth shook, and all the little angels instinctively closed their eyes.

Evelyn looked serious as she stared at her reflection in the mirror, remaining silent for a long while.

"Sir?"

"It's alright, she's... fine!"

Evelyn breathed a sigh of relief: "You are electricity!"

Holding his golden scroll, the class monitor went to his younger sister's side.

"Sister, you're amazing!"

The little follower looked at his older sister with admiration, and even the young lady looked on with envy.

"Next"

Little angel Sasha couldn't wait to place her hand on the mirror...

"..."

"what?"

"What?"

Volume 1: Chapter 002 Best Friend

There must be some mistake here, right?

Sasha stared at the blank-looking black goat in the mirror. She blinked, and the black goat in the mirror blinked too. She spoke, and the black goat in the mirror immediately bleated.

"..."

Evelyn was well-informed; she had seen all kinds of origins.

A black goat appears in the mirror? That's no big deal.

"You are, a sheep!"

After calmly saying this, Evelyn noticed the little girl standing motionless in front of the mirror and reminded her, "Little angel Sasha, take your trial scroll."

"Uh"

Try reaching your hand into the mirror; the black goat opens its mouth, and the dusty trial scroll immediately slides into Sasha's hand.

"Sticky..."

Looking at his own drab, cheap-looking trial scroll, and then at the golden scroll in the class monitor's hand that radiated a glittering, nouveau riche glow...

Little angel Sasha looked dejected, feeling that her future was bleak.

.................................................

"Hey, I'm finally out of the dark room."

A mischievous-looking little guy collapsed on the bed: "This is too much! This is too much! The teacher actually locked me up for three whole days this time!"

"It's your fault, isn't it?"

Even though she's this guy's best friend, Sasha isn't on her side this time.

"Not only did you stand everyone up, but you also hid in the teacher's closet and gave her a huge fright. Coco, how did you manage to fool the teacher?"

"A secret~"

"Well, you've gone too far this time. If it were me, I'd put you in solitary confinement too!"

"Hey, aren't we best friends for life?"

Rococo looked unhappy: "I was locked in a dark room for three whole days!"

"It's not very dark, there are two windows."

"Besides, don't I always say a few words to you every time I bring you food?"

Rococo hummed twice, then suddenly sat up in bed as if she had remembered something.

"Sasha, tell me quickly, what appeared in everyone's Mirror of Origin?"

"If you're so curious, why didn't you come that day?"

"I suddenly feel like playing a prank on the teacher," Rococo said with a smile.

"..."

Sasha shook her head, and asked again very seriously, "Why didn't you go there that day?"

Ms. Bernice thought Coco was being naughty, and the other little angels also thought it was another prank by the mischievous king, but Sasha didn't think so.

Her best friend is definitely not a muddle-headed angel who would lose her way at crucial moments!

"As expected of my friend, I can't hide anything from you."

Rococo scratched her head: "In general, it's unnecessary."

"Unnecessary?"

"Understanding one's true nature in advance is very helpful for the future of little angels. But I already know which path I should take, so I don't need the Mirror of Origin."

Of course, there are other reasons as well, but I won't go into them.

"Alright, alright, that's enough about me. Sasha, tell me what happened that day!"

"The first one to look in the mirror was the young lady; she was fire."

"Flames... Where's her scroll? What color is it?"

“Orange,” Sasha recalled.

"The young lady's potential is average. Judging from her appearance, her future limit will be the same as her parents'—four wings."

"That's amazing!"

Sasha's eyes widened: "Teacher Bernice, she only has four wings."

The young lady will be just as amazing as her teacher in the future; she'll be incredible.

“The young lady has a high starting point. When you try to break through to the fourth wing, you will encounter a difficult hurdle, but she will not.”

"why?"

"Different backgrounds"

Rococo, legs crossed, said, "The class monitor and the little follower are angels who hatched from eggs; that's how most angels are born, but Miss..."

"You forgot, she has parents."

"I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten. My uncle and aunt have been coming to see her all the time, and they always bring her lots of nice things."

Just remember.

Rococo nodded and said, "The offspring born from the union of two four-winged beings will definitely reach the level of a four-winged being, barring any unforeseen circumstances."

"..."

"What are you thinking about?" Rococo asked curiously when she saw Sasha deep in thought.

"I'm thinking, if a child born from a union of angels has higher potential than a child hatched from an egg, then why not encourage childbirth?"

“Coco, you just said that the vast majority of angels hatch from eggs.”

"Hahaha, you little rascal!"

Rococo, clutching her stomach, rolled around on the bed, exclaiming, "What an imaginative idea!"

"Hmm, I am seriously considering this issue..."

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Rococo rubbed her eyes: "Who said angels hatched from eggs have low potential?"

"what?"

“A slightly higher starting point does not mean they can go further.”

"Take the young lady as an example, I feel that her future achievements will not be comparable to those of the students in the class."

Wow, that's amazing!

Once again, Sasha felt a surge of admiration for her friend; she thought her judgment was spot on.

"How did you get it?"

"It's about your usual performance in all aspects."

Rococo shrugged: "Let's not get off topic, let's continue."

There are two other reasons why we do not encourage childbirth.

"First, compared to the vast number of female angels, the number of male angels is far too small."

"Sasa, angels that usually hatch from eggs are girls."

"Secondly, the angels' birth rate... is truly touching."

“So, the birth pool is the foundation of the angels,” Rococo said with a touch of emotion.

"I see."

Sasha gave her friend a thumbs up: "Thanks to you, I've gained even more strange knowledge!"

"cut"

Rolling her eyes at Sasha, Rococo urged, "Where are the little follower and the class monitor? What's going on with them?"

"They are both very capable."