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If one day you woke up and found yourself transformed into a bird, how long would it take you to learn to fly freely?

Wan'an: In an instant!

Don't ask why, just ask that the big tree grows on the edge of the cliff, under the cliff is the surging river, and there is a crocodile with its head raised and its mouth wide open, waiting for her to reach its stomach in one step.

Wan'an was glad that the nightingale she had turned into was small and landed slowly. When she could smell the fishy smell in the crocodile's mouth, she quickly flapped her wings and made a sharp turn to fly towards the sky.

"Oh, little nightingale, you were almost eaten by that stupid big crocodile." The crow followed Wan'an and flew back to the tree branch.

A bird can actually fall from a tree. This is the first time it has seen it.

Wan'an turned her head and saw a crow that was twice her size and covered in pitch black.

Its dark round eyes looked at itself with humanized ridicule.

This was the first time he was laughed at by an animal. Wan'an found it very novel and was not angry at all.

Now she can understand the animals talking, which arouses her interest even more.

This time Wan'an stood on the branch, her claws tightened, she turned her head and replied briskly: "I was trying my reaction speed."

"I didn't expect that you, a little nightingale, would dare to tease the crocodile." The crow tilted its head and looked at Wan'an with interest: "Little nightingale, do you dare to pluck the tiger's hair?"

Wan'an: "..."

She is here to complete the task, not to compete with the animals.

But she can't lose to a bird as much as a human. As a human, she can be embarrassed. Now, the nightingale must not be looked down upon by the little animals.

Wan'an boasted that he never made a draft, and just said: "Plucking a tiger's hair doesn't matter, I dare to stand on the tiger's head."

"Little Nightingale, you are very courageous. In this case, let's compete to see who can stand on the tiger's head first. If you win, I am willing to give you a share of my food, but if you lose, you have to sing to me."

Song." Crow suggested.

Wan An looked melancholy into the distance: "Brother Crow, it's not that I don't want to compete with you, I have more important things to do."

"What can happen to a little nightingale like you?" the crow wondered.

"Have you ever heard of Fairy Tale Town?" Wan An asked, tilting his head.

The main mission this time is to find Fairy Tale Town. Birds often fly everywhere, so there must be a lot of information to know.

Sure enough, Crow thought for a while and nodded: "Of course I know Fairy Tale Town."

"Can you show me the way?" Wan An was delighted.

I didn’t expect that turning into a bird would be so convenient, and I asked about it as soon as I asked about the main quest.

"Little Nightingale, I can take you to Fairy Tale Town, but you must first compete with me to see who can stand on the tiger's head first." The crow's request remained unchanged.

It turned around and flew towards the tree: "As I said before, if you win, your share of my food will still count."

Wan An saw the only bird he met so far that knew about Fairy Tale Town flying away, and he quickly followed it.

I saw the crow sitting in a big hole in the middle of the tree, which should be its home.

It went in and took out a fat white insect and put it next to Wan'an's paw.

The bugs were still alive, twisting on the thick branches.

"I'll give this one to you first." The crow raised its paw and kicked the fat white insect towards Wan'an's paw.

Wan'an jumped up and flew out, flapping his wings and hanging in the air.

"I...I don't eat bugs, thank you Brother Crow." Wan An had rejection written all over his body.

I don’t know if I should thank Brother Crow. Within ten minutes after she turned into a nightingale, she learned to fly freely, and now she has learned to hover in the air.

"You don't eat such delicious food, no wonder you grew into a little girl." Crow couldn't understand why Wan'an would reject such a healthy white fat insect.

It just took these out of the tree hole this morning, they are still fresh.

Wan'an didn't want it, the crow lowered its head and pecked at the fat white insect.

Wan An, who was flying in the air at the side, felt his scalp numb at the sight.

The fat white insect was pecked to pieces by the crow, and milky white juice burst out.

"Bang, bang?" Wan An's feathers stood up all over his body, and he began to worry about what kind of food he would have in the future now that he was a bird.

In this forest, Wan'an only saw crows and crocodiles in the river.

In the end, she did not agree to the crow's suggestion to pluck the tiger's feathers, but in exchange for the crow taking her to Fairy Tale Town, she would sing to it.

After the crow finished eating the worms, Wan'an followed the crow and flew out of the forest.

"Little Nightingale, do you have a name?" the crow asked on the way to Fairy Tale Town.

"Wan'an." Wan'an answered truthfully.

"As expected of a little nightingale, with a nice voice and a nice name." Crow praised it.

[Today's praise task has been refreshed. I received 3 words from Wu Ling praising her beautiful voice. The content of each praise cannot be repeated. The praise word "nice" has been collected. The task progress is 1/3]

"Little Nightingale, although your name sounds nice, it's still not as domineering as mine." Wu Ling said with a sultry tone.

"Brother Crow, what's your name?" Wan An flew close to Wu Ling and asked.

"Ahem." Wu Ling cleared his throat: "Lord Undead!"

Wan'an, who already knew Crow's real name from the system: "..."

Xiaoniao, why are you playing tricks on your sister?

"I don't just have the name Wan'an, I also have a famous name." Wan'an Shendao lowered his voice.

"What is it?" Wu Ling was indeed interested.

"Lord Mountain God." Wan'an's words were no less seductive than Wu Ling's: "Isn't it so cool?"

"You are more domineering than me." Wu Ling rolled his eyes, feeling unconvinced: "No, I want to change my name!"

It thought that humans would be scared when meeting it, thinking that it was ominous, and its smile couldn't help but turn evil: "From now on, I will be called Lord Death!"

A mountain god and a god of death are both gods and adults.

Wu Ling felt that he was quite impressive.

Wan'an has seen the competitiveness of the bird world, and said: Just be happy.

Halfway through the flight, the crow found a treetop and stopped.

"We haven't arrived yet." Wan An looked at the forest around him.

Wu Ling twisted his neck and sighed: "I'm too tired from flying. Let's go take a plane."

Wan'an immediately widened his eyes.

Flying?

Is it the plane she was thinking of?

It should be said that it is indeed a fairy tale world, and the animals are all picked up by flights.

Although he was confused as to why Wu Ling took him to wait on the top of a tree, Wan An automatically figured out that this was a unique boarding mode in the animal world.

She can turn into a bird, so she won't be surprised by what happens next.

After waiting for a while, Wan'an looked at the sky and just as he was about to look through the sky, he saw a black dot flying towards him.

"Now, little nightingale, fly up with me!" Wu Ling spotted the black spot and took the lead in spreading his wings and pounced on it.

Wan'an saw Wu Ling landing on the back of a flying eagle.

The eagle's eyes became sharp: "Wu Ling, you brat again! Get out of here!"

"Uncle, don't be angry, just give me a hand." Wu Ling advised in a lazy voice.

It called to Wan'an, who was still standing stupidly on the top of the tree: "Little nightingale, come up quickly, if you go slower we will fly far away."

"Crow, crow takes a plane?" Wan An looked at the black dot that had flown away and stuttered for the first time.

After learning to fly freely and hover on the first day, Wan'an was forced to learn to accelerate again.

Don't worry about catching up with her. The eagle's flying speed is simply not comparable to hers.

Its wings were flaccid and it was still a long way behind the eagle.

Just when Wan'an was so exhausted that he was out of breath and was about to find a tree to stop, his wings could no longer flap and he fell from the sky.

"Little Nightingale!" Wu Ling, who was standing firmly on the back of the eagle, exclaimed.
Chapter completed!