Chapter 211
When Yella’s grandma finally woke up, she learned that Yella had joined a criminal organization and was about to be executed by firing squad. She passed out again.
The back–to–back blows had shattered her spirit. She became dazed, muttering to herself in a trance, “Nyx must be taking revenge on us. She won’t let us go.”
It wasn’t just the old woman–her two sons and eldest grandson were equally terrified.
They had originally thought they could just serve their time and walk free, believing it wasn’t a big deal. But after the flood hit and they were forced into labor, they began to realize how miserable life could be.
Yet even that hardship was now a luxury they could no longer afford.
Seeing Nyx on the news, the group turned pale and sank into deep despair.
Given what they had done to Nyx, it wouldn’t be a capital crime if this were on Earth.
Even if forced labor was harsh, at least their lives wouldn’t be in danger–they had food, water, and a place to rest. No matter how unbearable it was, they could at least survive.
But those aliens adored Nyx, treating her like a treasure. To them, these criminals undoubtedly deserved to die.
If the authorities handed them over to the aliens, they would likely be tortured to the point of wishing for death.
“You lot,” the prison guard shouted at the dawdling inmates, warning them.
The balding middle–aged man, thinking the worst had come, clutched his head and wailed, “I’m not going! No!”
The people around him looked at him with disgust.
The guard, knowing exactly why he had been sentenced, rolled his eyes. He thought, ‘Such a drama master. Isn’t he the one who has sworn he never abused his adopted daughter? Why is he scared of revenge now? Only those with a guilty conscience would be this terrified.‘
Thinking about how this despicable family might have ruined Earth’s reputation and soured Nyx’s impression of humanity, potentially implicating all humans, made everyone despise them even more.
The authorities proactively contacted the Beastmen Empire to ask if they wanted custody of the criminals who had harmed Nyx.
Nyx had no time to deal with them at the moment. She was far too nervous.
The moment she boarded the spaceship back to the Empire, she heard a crisp crack. Looking down, she saw a small fissure on the
egg in her arms.
She thought, ‘Did Chubby break?‘
Realizing Chubby was hatching, she froze completely, not daring to move. She anxiously called out, “Zayne.”
“Give it to me.” Zayne quickly took Chubby from her hands and placed it into the incubator.
Hatching could take a long time. It was a slow process, and as long as the hatchling had a safe environment, it had to handle
the rest on its own.
“All vitals are stable–it’ll be fine.” Zayne reassured her, holding her hand to warm her ice–cold fingertips.
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Nyx held her breath, staring unblinkingly at the incubator.
She had waited for this moment for so long, but now that it was happening, she was more anxious than excited, afraid something might go wrong.
The males maintained their outward composure, but they were all just as tense, watching Chubby intently.
Under everyone’s gaze, Chubby leisurely worked on cracking the eggshell.
Several hours had passed. It was almost as if Chubby was deliberately keeping its parents on edge, refusing to emerge.
Nyx was so anxious she couldn’t eat dinner. She remained rooted beside the incubator, unable to move away.
“Open up. Just one more bite.” Jaws forcibly sat her down and fed her.
Seeing Nyx chew absentmindedly, he frowned, “Are you really that worried?”
He thought it was all Chubby’s fault. If it weren’t for its stubborn refusal to hatch, Nyx wouldn’t be this restless.
Jaws narrowed his eyes and playfully pinched Nyx’s cheek. “It’s actually making you skip meals? Once it hatches, I’ll have to teach it a lesson.”
Before he could finish, he heard a loud crack–a piece of eggshell fell off. Then another followed.
The room fell silent as every eye locked onto the incubator.
Whether it was the tempting aroma of food or Jaws‘ “threat,” Chubby suddenly sped up, shattering pieces of eggshell one after another.
A large hole opened in the shell, and a tiny, crimson–red python poked its head out. Its round, beady eyes looked sharp and intelligent as they met Jaws‘ gaze.
Jaws‘ breath hitched. The former space pirate leader, who had always been in control of every situation, suddenly went blank. His usual confident smirk disappeared, replaced by genuine confusion and helplessness. He thought, ‘Chubby is my
child?‘
He clutched his chest, feeling his heart pounding wildly. Until now, he had never truly thought about what it meant to be a father.
Perhaps, like most male Beastmen, he would take care of the cub, teach him skills, and show him how to cherish Nyx.
As for his love for the cub, it stemmed mostly from his love for Nyx. Jaws never considered himself a doting father.
But at this moment, facing the little python curled into a ball, his heart melted completely. The thought of disciplining him was thrown out of his mind–he only wanted to spoil him, unable to resist the urge to hold him.
Jaws reached out toward Chubby. Unfortunately, Chubby was not cooperative. With a flick of his tail, he fiercely whipped the back of Jaws‘ hand.
He seemed to know that this was the bad guy who had just threatened to punish him. Huffing in anger, he bypassed Jaws and instead coiled around Nyx’s hand. He thought his mom was the best.
The newly hatched little python was still covered in a layer of egg nutrients, making him slightly sticky. Nyx didn’t mind at all and gently wiped him clean.
“Ma–mua-” freed from his eggshell, Chubby could now speak. After a few tries, his words became fluent. “Mama.”
He playfully coiled around Nyx’s hand, his overflowing affection evident.
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As a cub, he instinctively loved its mother deeply. Especially since Nyx had always been so kind to him–he could even feel it from within the egg.
Jaws gazed at Nyx and Chubby, his body trembling slightly, which revealed his inner turmoil.
He knew Nyx was a wonderful mother, and that his cub was far luckier than he had ever been.
In that moment, it felt as if his own unfortunate childhood had been compensated for.
The memories that once filled him with hatred faded completely, replaced by the warm and happy scene before him. A powerful warmth surged in Jaws‘ heart.
“Chubby,” his voice was hoarse as he introduced himself, “I’m your father.”
Chubby warily turned to look at him. After a moment, he shifted his gaze to Theon and Erik and, without hesitation, called out, “Daddy.”
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