"Look what I caught! Doesn't Eric like to eat wings? It took me a lot of effort to catch this Jin Bird. It's in its incubation period, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to catch it. This guy flies really high."
Michael bragged as he walked, holding an egg in his other hand. In Eric's eyes, that egg looked as big as a dinosaur egg.
That Jin Bird was already dead. Eric felt a little sad, but this was the law of nature. Besides, Michael had gone to the trouble of catching it because he knew Eric liked wings; he shouldn't overthink it.
Eric suddenly remembered that when they caught the Silver-Winged Tiger on the way, he had planned to make two down quilts, but it turned out there wasn't enough down.
Now it was great. This Jin Bird was so big, the layer of down on its body was definitely not small.
