Infrastructure Craze (BL) (Full English Translation)

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Chapter 113 Hatching Room

When the little mushroom went to lure Ant to steal the giant beast egg, Ant was licking its lips while looking into the pot. It had just thrown a sausage in that wasn't cooked yet.

The little mushroom pointed in the direction of the giant beast egg with its little hand, "Let's go steal the egg to eat. No, let's go steal the egg to help them hatch."

Although Ant was small, it was smart. Seeing the little mushroom licking its lips and pointing at someone else's giant beast egg, it could guess that this poisonous mushroom had bad intentions. It covered its ears with both hands, closed its eyes, and couldn't hear or see anything.

This angered the little mushroom, who lifted its foot to kick Ant. How ungrateful, stealing the egg but not eating it alone.

But it didn't matter; Ant and the Feng Wen were becoming more slick. Unable to kidnap, it could kidnap others.

Surprisingly, it actually lured a nameless child from the Golden Centipede Tribe to the side.

The little radish from the Golden Centipede Tribe held his fingers in his mouth, "Can we really hatch it?"

The little mushroom patted its chest, "Of course, if you don't believe me, I'll hatch the egg for you right now."

As soon as others put the egg on the ground, they saw the excited mushroom grab a nearby rock and smash it.

Since it was cracked, it should be given to the mushroom to eat; it hadn't eaten a giant beast egg yet.

"Crack."

The little radish from the Golden Centipede Tribe was dumbfounded because a crack appeared on the eggshell, and liquid flowed out.

The little radish started crying loudly; it was his giant beast egg.

As a result, the mushroom demon king happily ran to the pot where it was boiling, saying, "Why cry? When it's cooked, I'll give you half." It looked for someone to put the egg back in the pot. Since it was already broken, it would be a waste not to eat it.

"Crack." But as soon as it ran a few steps, it continued to hear the sound of the eggshell cracking.

Was it too harsh? Was the hole too big? It needed to be sealed, or else everything would leak out.

Turning back, the mushroom's eyes almost fell to the ground.

In the crackling eggshell, a small, white claw stretched out.

The little mushroom rubbed its eyes vigorously, then slapped itself. It hadn't seen wrong; a claw had really appeared.

Could it be... the egg couldn't be eaten?

The originally crying little radish from the Golden Centipede Tribe was also dumbfounded, unable to close his open mouth.

What was this?

Hatching... it hatched?

"Crack, crack."

The eggshell cracked more and more, and a chubby little guy crawled out from inside, about the size of a mother chicken, still nibbling on the liquid-covered eggshell.

It was a dinosaur, small but indeed a dinosaur.

This was the egg of the sword dragon they had stolen.

The nameless child from the Golden Centipede Tribe didn't know how to react for a while.

But the little dinosaur, even though it was small and hadn't been tamed, had a natural ferocity from its genes. When it saw a reaching hand, it bit it.