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Chapter 1 Unintentional

Twelve hours ago, Tianshan.

Sang Tian climbed Tianshan Mountain very hard with crutches.

Looking down from the mountain, the things at the bottom of the mountain were as small as matchboxes. Sangtian stretched his small body, stood on the mountain and shouted: "Sangtian, happy graduation!"

Sang Tian, ​​female, senior student in the History Department of N University.

It was her graduation trip from the great east of the motherland to the far northwest, and Tianshan was her last stop. When the trip was over, she should graduate!

Standing on Tianshan Mountain, Sangtian felt a lot of emotions.

After finishing his emotion, Sangtian began to go down the mountain. The weather on the mountain was particularly unpredictable. It was a sunny day just now, but it suddenly started to rain.

Sangtian put on the disposable raincoat he had prepared and hurried down.

But it's raining heavily, and if it continues like this, I'm bound to catch a cold.

Sangtian glanced around and saw a cave not far away. She immediately ran to the cave to hide from the rain.

When she walked into the cave, she felt a little uncomfortable, but it quickly disappeared. The cave was very dry, and there was no moisture at all from the outside.

Sangtian changed his clothes and waited for the mountain rain to pass.

While waiting, Sangtian began to look at the cave.

Sang Tian studied history, so he naturally knew how long the history of Tianshan Mountain was.

She observed the walls of the cave in an attempt to discover something. However, she observed a lot and did not observe any archaeological discoveries that would shock the world.

She sighed, as expected, things with history are no longer on the mountain, but underground.

With this thought in mind, Sangtian turned around and saw an egg, which was as big as a basin, placed in the middle of an altar, all alone.

This is the first time Sangtian has seen such a big egg. The largest egg she has ever seen is a duck egg, but this egg is as big as a basin.

"Penguin eggs!"

This was Sangtian's first thought, but soon she cursed herself for being stupid, "The penguins are in Antarctica! They can't be in Tianshan!"

She looked around the egg for a while and flicked it with her fingers, but found nothing.

She leaned her ear to listen, but she didn't hear anything.

"What kind of egg is this? Is it so big?"

Sangtian was particularly curious.

So, after a moment's thought, she put the egg into her backpack and prepared to go back and study it.

As soon as the eggs were filled, the rain in Tianshan stopped.

Sangtian immediately went down the mountain, ascended the throne again that afternoon, and flew back to the n room.

There was a joke about this egg when I was going through the security check. The security staff looked at the round thing and thought it was a bomb!

Sangtian had to open her suitcase and let the staff take a look at the eggs she picked up.

After it was confirmed that it was not a dangerous item, Sangtian's salute was checked and left.

Sangtian rented a small apartment near the school, and after dragging his bow home, Sangtian freshened up, opened his suitcase, and then saw the egg again.

Different from before, this egg became cheerful.

"Oh, it can't be a dinosaur egg! It's such a big thing. If it doesn't work, I'll use it to make egg fried rice! One egg can be fried for many portions. If you can't finish it, stick it with plastic wrap and store it in the refrigerator! It won't be wasted anyway!"

Dandan version of Hua Wuxin: "..."

Sangtian tossed the egg for a while and then went to sleep.

The quilt in early spring was damp and cold, and Sangtian thought of the egg again for some reason.

It seems, it seems, it seems that the temperature of the egg is very high! It's like a natural hand warmer!

Girl Sangtian immediately discovered the magical function of her balls, so she got up and stuffed her balls under the quilt to warm her bed.


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