I Live on the Land in Global Games
Chapter 310 - 306: Bald Chick

Chapter 310: Chapter 306: Bald Chick

Zheng Jing heaved a heavy sigh, feeling like she was about to die of frustration!

Griffins are just little devils!

Barely any feathers, and yet so twisted and irritable, does it kill them to be a little submissive?

If she continues to spank it, she fears that she might accidentally kill it. It hadn’t been born for long, its temper was fierce, but its skin wasn’t that tough!

The knowledge about taming griffins in the Beast Taming Skills really didn’t lie; when it said they were unruly, they truly were unruly.

"Calm down," Mu Ying came over and patted her back.

Having known her for so long, he had never seen her lose her temper like this.

Zheng Jing let out a long sigh, "You have no idea. This fellow started picking on its own brothers and sisters the moment it was born, it even cracked one of the eggs!"

"Crack!"

A faint sound came from the direction where Zheng Jing was pointing.

The two of them looked over, only to see the egg with the crack in Jumping Rabbit’s arms, the crack growing larger and larger.

"Peck!" A sharp beak poked through.

Another griffin had hatched.

After showing its head, the little one obediently nibbled on its shell, its shiny black eyes occasionally glancing at the people around.

"This one seems much more behaved than its brother," Mu Ying said.

Zheng Jing braced herself, "Half an hour ago, I thought the same as you. The information in the Skill says that only one griffin egg per clutch can survive because the first one to hatch will eat its siblings’ eggs.

But just now, I was so excited to see it hatch, and since it was only nibbling on the shell, looking very well-behaved, I let my guard down. Who knew, in the time it took to make a call with you, it cracked open the egg next to it.

Thankfully, it had just been born and didn’t have much strength, and the griffin eggshells were harder. Otherwise... sigh, forget about cute little griffins. Why did I not think it through before deciding to use the opportunity to obtain the taming method on griffins? I can already foresee myself going bald."

Zheng Jing mourned in silence for the days ahead surrounded by unruly children.

Mu Ying: "..."

It sounds miserable, but why does she feel like laughing?

Zheng Jing kept saying she disliked the little griffin, but her concern didn’t diminish despite her complaints.

The second griffin that hatched nibbled on its shell, and it sneakily set its sights on the third griffin egg, moving towards it as if nobody would notice. The experienced Jumping Rabbit quietly stuffed the last griffin egg deeper into its embrace.

The entanglement technique was used again, and the two bald chicks were tied up and hung upside down.

Bald Chick Number One was still persistently pecking at its vines, while Bald Chick Number Two looked wronged, chirping, "Cheep?"

Mu Ying leaned in and whispered something in Zheng Jing’s ear.

Zheng Jing nodded, and released the bald chick which hadn’t yet committed any crime.

The newly freed Bald Chick Number Two toddled over to Zheng Jing, its small little wings hugging her trouser leg affectionately.

(≧︶≦*)

"Cheep (Mommy)!"

Zheng Jing squatted down doubtfully, tentatively reaching out to touch the two tufts of fluff on Bald Chick Number Two’s head.

Could it be that she had misjudged it? Was the first one just an exception?

Bald Chick Number Two allowed her to pet it.

Zheng Jing was almost convinced.

Then she watched as Bald Chick Number Two happily ran towards the pile of grass, all the while calling out "mommy" as it ran.

No one stopped it this time, it smoothly made its way to egg number 3, lightly tapping the egg with its wing, while chirping at Zheng Jing, all while pretending to be friendly.

On the other side, the ruthlessly featherless chick number 1 finally pecked through the vines, cursing as it went to peck at its enemy—Zheng Jing.

Zheng Jing cast another entanglement technique, wrapping it up like a silkworm cocoon.

In the blink of an eye, chick number 2—who had just been lovingly touching egg number 3—tilted its head back and pecked at egg number 3, letting out a muffled scream of pain.

"Chi!" (ｷ｀ﾟДﾟ´)!!

In front of it was not an egg, but unmistakably a stone.

Mu Ying only wanted to test things out to see if the little griffin was just pretending.

Of course, she did not want to risk one of the precious three griffin eggs for the experiment, so she cast an illusion on a round stone to make it look like a griffin egg. If the griffin was indeed faking, this would teach it a lesson.

Training griffins is not about winning them over with love; it requires a tougher approach because griffins are naturally fierce and won’t submit to kindness. They only respect strength that totally dominates them, gaining their admiration is the only way to truly tame them.

In fact, the current illusion wasn’t very realistic; it was easy to see through with direct contact, but the little griffin was too naive to notice anything.

Perhaps its desire to eat the egg was too strong; it did not hold back at all, and now it was crying out in pain.

Its beak had split from the impact.

Deceived by the cries of "mommy" from chick number 2, Zheng Jing: "..."

She declared that all her fantasies about griffins had vanished into thin air.

They were thorough troublemakers, and discipline was necessary! Strict training methods bordering on brutality needed to be applied.

Zheng Jing summarized it as the PUA method of training eagles.

First, they had to be harshly disciplined—if they obeyed, they’d get a treat, if not, the discipline continued: confinement in a small, dark space without food. It was crucial to tame them before they grew up, or she really might not be able to overpower them in the future!

She used the entanglement technique on both of them, tossing them into the prepared iron cage nearby for their confinement.

The cage, custom-made at Old Uncle Rub’s, had one side with thick iron bars, while the other sides were made of thick iron plates. Such small griffins couldn’t possibly peck their way through it.

"Crack!"

The sound of the egg cracking rang out again.

This time, without a second thought, Zheng Jing immediately sent the still un-hatched egg into the small dark space—better to keep it confined first!

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

"Chirp chirp?"

"Chirp chirp!"

A medley of furious, aggrieved, or puzzled chirps filled the air, but Zheng Jing, with clenched fists, paced back and forth, resolutely ignoring them.

"Today Blood Crow is out again, I wonder if there are any fresh orphan griffin eggs at Griffin Cliff, should I go take a look?" Mu Ying, stroking her chin, said.

Zheng Jing: "..."

"Are you the devil?"

"Don’t you want it?" Mu Ying asked, holding back a smile.

Zheng Jing snorted, "Whether I want it or not isn’t up to me to decide. These griffins, they’re all yours, I’m just educating your troublemakers for you! You’re already a mature capitalist, if you want to go, then go, don’t ask me!"

Mu Ying laughed, it seemed she still wanted them after all. Curious, she asked, "Now, where do griffins rank in your heart?"

"Tamed griffins rank second, untamed ones rank last!" Zheng Jing proclaimed spiritedly, "Even if they are troublemakers, with proper education they remain the future buds of the territory."

Mu Ying laughed heartily, "I’ll go see if there are any hidden buds left at Griffin Cliff!"