Egg Birth

Amid darkness and haze, Roy seemed to have had a very, very long dream.

The dream seemed strange and absurd. The reason why he described it as "seemed" was that the moment a tremor reached him, the dream immediately faded away.

Roy woke up. The instant he awoke, he immediately forgot the dream he had just had and could not recall what it had been about at all.

The moment he woke, Roy felt that something was wrong with his surroundings. He felt as though his entire body had curled into a ball, trapped inside a tiny space filled with a fishy-smelling liquid that was even somewhat viscous.

There was no light around him, so Roy had no idea what was happening to him. Driven by his instinctive fear of darkness, he subconsciously opened his mouth to call out, only to nearly choke to death on the liquid he inhaled.

Like someone drowning, Roy panicked and grabbed wildly with his hands. Then his hands suddenly touched something. It seemed to be a layer of "wall." It felt thin to the touch, and slightly warm.

Before he could think much about it, Roy instinctively punched the "wall" after touching it. But when his fist struck it, he realized something was wrong. Not only did he seem far weaker than before, but even his body felt off.

Fortunately, after several consecutive blows, that layer of "wall" finally broke. A cracking sound rang out, fissures appeared in the wall, and a faint sliver of light shone through them.

It worked! Roy was instantly invigorated and hurriedly continued smashing it.

Once he finally smashed away a piece of the wall and made an opening, the viscous liquid surrounding him finally found an outlet and rushed out. Outside air flowed in, finally allowing Roy to satisfy his instinct to breathe. He took a long breath, and the fullness in his lungs gave him the relieved feeling of having finally been saved.

But when he exhaled, Roy was startled by the strange cry he made. Perhaps because his vocal cords had not vibrated in a long time, the sound he had just made was like this:

Ying~~

Holy shit! Don't tell me I turned into a Yingying Monster!

Roy mocked himself, then swiftly pried apart the remaining cracked "wall," widening the opening before gripping its edge and squeezing his body out.

The instant he crawled out, Roy looked up at the sky outside—and froze!

A purple... moon!?

After staring blankly for ages, Roy finally confirmed that the crescent moon hanging in the sky and emitting a ghostly purple glow was real. He lowered his head in a panic and looked at the place he had just crawled out of.

Damn Wang Dachui, I'm screwed! It really was an egg!

Actually, Roy had already had a bad omen when he crawled out. Now that he had discovered he had truly emerged from a Black Egg, he felt as though his entire worldview had collapsed. He would never love again.

He had actually become oviparous...

Hello, everyone. From now on, please call me Egg Birth, Roy Egg Birth...

After joking bitterly to comfort himself, Roy held out his hands. Sure enough, the human hands that should have had a few calluses had become a pair of infant-sized palms. His skin was not only an eerie dark red, but also covered in strange black markings. His nails were sharp, and his feet were shaped like claws as well.

He touched his face. His eyes, nose, and mouth were all still there, but there seemed to be two raised bumps on his forehead. Could those be a pair of horns?

Then he felt behind himself and discovered a black arrow-shaped tail...

Damn it, what kind of monster had he turned into? If only he had a mirror...

Just then, Roy suddenly thought of something. His expression changed as he hurriedly looked down at his crotch, then finally let out a long breath of relief.

My precious!

Although he was not wearing pants and felt a little chilly down there, as long as you were still alive, the skies were clear!

Thank goodness! His gender had not changed, or things would really have gotten out of hand. Never mind the memories of having been a straight man of steel for over twenty years—judging by the fact that he had just been born from an egg, if he had really turned into a female body, would that mean he would have to squeeze out eggs to reproduce in the future!? That image was simply...

He shook his head, driving those horrifying imaginings out of his mind. Still somewhat muddled, Roy began sorting through the memories in his head.

There was not much to say about Roy's former self. He had been a laid-back young man born in peaceful times. After graduating from university, he had worked hard in a big city, all so he could pay off his massive mortgage. His greatest hobbies were gaming, reading novels, and watching anime. Whenever his finances allowed, he would occasionally go out with friends for skewers and drinks, taking the opportunity to post mouthwatering late-night food pictures in his social feed. He was especially skilled at finding joy amid hardship. His tentative life goal had been to make his debt-laden 120-square-meter apartment worthwhile by luring a woman into helping him pay off the mortgage...

Thinking back on it, Roy had really been quite ordinary. If there was anything praiseworthy about him, it was probably the final scene in his memories.

Roy remembered that he seemed to have saved a mother and son. They had been crossing a zebra crossing at an intersection. A brat walking beside him had been playing a mobile game while walking, while the boy's mother tugged on his arm and scolded him. Neither of them had noticed the traffic. Then, at precisely that moment, a car—possibly driven by someone drunk—came swerving through a red light. Roy noticed it and could have gotten out of the way, but the mother and son who had not been watching the road probably could not. Roy did not know what he had been thinking then. In a sudden rush of impulse, he stopped and shoved the pair backward. A tremendous force struck him immediately afterward, and he felt his entire body spinning as it flew into the air...

With his memories reaching this point, Roy understood. He had probably really been hit to death. As for why he had appeared in this bizarre place and become some bizarre creature, did he even need to think about it? He had been reincarnated!

Young people these days would be embarrassed to chat with others if they did not know terms like reincarnation and transmigration...

Roy did not regret getting himself killed to save someone. Who had time to think too much in that moment? A person could live an ordinary life for years, but as long as there was one most glorious instant, that was enough.

The only pity was that his parents would probably be heartbroken... The moment Roy thought of that, his whole expression darkened...

After silently mourning his first life for a while, Roy finally let out a breath. Having finished paying his respects, he adjusted his mindset and raised his head to examine his surroundings.

But the sight left him somewhat dumbfounded.

The place he was in seemed to be a beach. Yet unlike the beaches of blue skies and white clouds in his memory, the sea sand here was black-red. Its grains were large, like Red-hot Coal Particles that had been doused with water. They gave off wisps of smoke and filled the surrounding air with a scorching sensation. The farther inland it stretched, the more red "sea sand" there was. Conversely, the closer to the sea it was, the more black "sea sand" there was.

This sea sand seemed to have been formed from fresh magma. Sweltering heat and humidity were the beach's greatest characteristics. More surprisingly, Roy's egg was not the only one on this beach—there were thousands upon thousands of them!

The eggs varied in size, though all were at least as large as Ostrich Eggs. Their colors differed too: black, red, purple, and silver. The only thing they had in common was that they all lay quietly upon the beach. The damp, sweltering conditions provided a suitable temperature and were encouraging their incubation.

This seemed to be a natural hatchery... Then where had all these eggs come from?

Roy turned around and looked behind him. At the edge of the beach, waves were washing over the shore. Under the moonlight, the color of the seawater looked deeply unpleasant, because it was blood-red!

Eggs of different sizes and colors floated upon the blood-red seawater. Carried by the tide, they were pushed toward the beach by the waves. It was an extremely strange sight, and Roy finally understood how he had ended up on this beach.

The strength of every wave was not fixed. Sometimes it was great, sometimes small. As a result, some eggs were pushed farther ashore, while others were pushed less far.

Near the sea, the Magma Sea Sand was washed by seawater and naturally cooled quickly. Farther from the sea, it could retain its heat for longer. This naturally created differences in how quickly the eggs hatched. Roy could see that in the hotter area ahead of him, many eggs were stirring and shaking, while in the cooler area behind him, many eggs lay utterly still.

Here, luck was also part of nature's survival of the fittest, cruel in a way that was horrifying. In truth, eggs that made it onto the beach were already relatively lucky. Roy even saw some eggs collide with one another before reaching shore, their shells cracking and their Egg Liquid spilling into the seawater!

There was no need to think about it—those were the truly unlucky eggs! The creatures inside did not even get the chance to hatch...

Seeing this, Roy could not help secretly rejoicing. Luckily, the egg he had been in had successfully reached shore. Otherwise, he might have become one of those unlucky eggs too.

This ocean, this beach, and the bizarre sight before him made Roy's mind fill with question marks. What kind of damned place had he come to!? This oppressive and cruel environment gave Roy an increasingly ominous feeling.

And besides, what was he supposed to do next? Twenty or thirty minutes had already passed since he emerged from the eggshell. He had more or less observed his surroundings, but Roy was utterly lost as to where he should go next.

Just then, a loud series of rumbling bowel sounds rang out—and they had come from Roy himself.

He was hungry... Insanely hungry!

A new book begins—unleashing the True Summoning Book (Buddy) Technique!