Live Stream Treasure Appraisal: Your elf isn't thriving!

Chapter 657 Muk'er Muk Bird Muk Eagle, you think they're here to poop? You're so mistaken!

The connection was established, and a young man wearing black-rimmed glasses, who looked quite artistic, appeared in front of the camera.

His background is an art studio, with several brightly colored landscape oil paintings hanging on the walls, and the air seems to be filled with the smell of turpentine and paint.

"Anchor! I finally connected with you!" The young man looked bitter and resentful as he turned the camera to the floor-to-ceiling window behind him. The balcony outside the window had become a scene of "disaster".

The spacious balcony, which should have been furnished with potted plants and lounge chairs, was now covered with scattered bird droppings. Several small, gray-black Pokémon with a tuft of white feathers on their chests were hopping around on the railings without restraint, emitting crisp yet annoying chirps.

Mkl!

[Pfft! I thought it was some fierce Pokémon, but it's just Stark!]

This scene is so poignant; you can feel this guy's despair even through the screen.

[Munkel: Take over the balcony, change size anywhere!]

I understand! The utility poles downstairs from my building are covered in these things too; I can't even park there!

The young man, on the verge of tears, complained, "Host, did you see that? These little guys! At first there were only one or two, I didn't pay attention, thinking they were just stopping by. But now, they've brought a whole bunch, more than a dozen at once! Good heavens!"

The sky threw a party on my balcony, and it's pooped everywhere! The view from my balcony is my most important source of creative inspiration! Now I don't even dare open the windows!

"I've tried putting out scarecrows, but it doesn't work! They even dare to poop on the scarecrows' heads! I've also tried shooing them away with my voice, but they just fly back after a short while. They're like a leech!"

His tone was filled with helplessness and frustration at being tormented by "bratty kids".

Ye Yinchuan looked at the lively Mukeers in the picture, a smile of interest curving his lips.

Instead of immediately offering a solution to drive them away, he asked in return, "My friend, have you observed them closely? Besides defecating on your balcony, have they done anything else?"

"Other things?" The young man paused, then thought carefully for a moment. "It seems like—nothing, right? They just fly over, make a few noises, poop a little, and then fly away. Oh, right, sometimes they leave behind some fruit pits they've eaten."

"The fruit pit?" Ye Yinchuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

He gestured for the young man to point the camera at a bird dropping on the balcony floor.

[Warning: The streamer is about to start examining "shit"!]

[Please use a more elegant term; that's called appraising a "treasure"!]

[Haha, it feels like the start of the show! The anchor's range of treasures is always so unexpected!]

Amidst the jeers of countless spectators, Ye Yinchuan's gaze, like the most precise microscope, locked onto that stain.

His discerning eye instantly saw through appearances.

[Item: M'Kel's excrement]

[Ingredients: Undigested food residue, water, urate — and trace amounts of [Green Mushroom Fruit] pulp fiber.]

[Status: Fresh / Contains unique grass-type energy and a faint healing aura.]

"Green Mushroom?"

Ye Yinchuan's eyebrows twitched slightly.

This is a very rare tree fruit, with extremely demanding growing conditions, usually found only in deep forests where life energy is particularly abundant. Not only is its fruit sweet, but more importantly, it contains a special effect that can alleviate the aging of Pokémon's bodily functions and nourish their life essence.

For older Pokémon, Lum Berry can be considered a panacea for longevity.

These Stark are just the most common Flying-type Pokémon. Where did they find such precious Greeny Berries?

And why, of all people, must these precious "nutrients" be discharged onto this painter's balcony?

There must be something fishy about this.

"Friend, may I ask you another question?" Ye Yinchuan's voice became serious. "Do you keep any other Pokémon at home? Especially—Flying-type Pokémon?"

The young man froze again, not expecting the streamer to ask that. He nodded instinctively, "Yes, I have a Pidgeot. It's been with our family since my grandfather's generation. It's very old—"

As he spoke, his voice unconsciously lowered, and a trace of sadness, which he could not hide, was revealed in his eyes.

"Where is it? Can I see it?" Ye Yinchuan pressed.

"In—in my bedroom." The young man hesitated for a moment, then nodded and walked into the room with his phone in hand.

The bedroom was dimly lit, with the curtains drawn. On a large, custom-made bed covered with a soft, thick blanket, a large, powerful Pidgeot lay quietly.

However, its once magnificent golden feathers now appeared dull and even somewhat disheveled. Its iconic crest of feathers drooped listlessly. Its eyes were closed, its breathing weak and long, as if it had fallen into an eternal slumber.

Even through the screen, everyone could feel a strong sense of weariness, the weariness of someone nearing the end of their life, lingering around this former king of the skies.

[It's a Pidgeot! So cool! But—it looks so weak.]

It's heartbreaking to see a hero grow old.

My Arcanine is the same; he's getting old and spends most of his time sleeping. Sigh.

The young man stroked the eagle's feathers, his voice choked with emotion: "The doctor said that Tian's bodily functions have all deteriorated to their limit, like an old machine that has been running for decades and could stop at any moment. All we can do now is let it spend its last moments in peace, without any more pain."

The previously cheerful and playful atmosphere in the live stream instantly turned heavy.

However, a knowing glint flashed in Ye Yinchuan's eyes.

He finally understood.

"I think I know why those Mukers came looking for you." Ye Yinchuan's voice, like sunlight breaking through the clouds, clearly reached the young man's ears.

"They're not here to cause trouble."

"They've come to repay a debt of gratitude."

"Repaying a debt of gratitude?!" The young man and all the spectators looked on incredulously.

Instead of explaining directly, Ye Yinchuan began to recount a little-known ecological custom of the Muker people.

"Stark, and its evolved forms Staraptor and Starhawk, are Pokémon with extremely high self-esteem and amazing memories."

"They will remember every act of kindness and never forget the slightest hatred. In their tribal concept, 'gratitude' and 'hatred' can transcend time and even be passed down through generations."

"I suspect that when you, this Pidgeot, were young, at some time and place you don't know, it must have helped a particular Murkor, or even the entire Murkor clan. That kindness was etched in their hearts and passed down through generations."

"Now, they have noticed their benefactor's aging and weakness. That's why the new generation of this group has gone to great lengths to fly deep into the mountains to find the life-extending elixir for your family's Pidgeots—the Green Mu Fruit."

"They eat the fruit, use their own bodies as containers, and fly a great distance to your balcony. In the simplest and only way they can think of, they leave behind the essence containing healing energy, hoping it will be of some help to their benefactor."

"They are not causing trouble, but rather, in their own way, engaging in a clumsy yet solemn act of giving back."

His words were powerful and resounding!

The entire live stream room fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was utterly shocked by this incredible yet perfectly reasonable deduction!

The young man stood there dumbfounded, his mouth agape, his mind blank, completely unable to connect the "annoying troublemakers" on the balcony with the "grateful junior" the anchor had described.

"This—how is this possible—" he muttered to himself.

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know once you try it."

Ye Yinchuan's tone was full of unquestionable confidence.

"Now, please draw back the curtains, open the balcony door, and then take your Pidgey to the balcony."

The young man seemed to be bewitched, and subconsciously followed Ye Yinchuan's instructions.

He drew back the curtains, and the warm afternoon sunlight instantly filled the entire room.

He pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window leading to the balcony.

"Chirp chirp!"

The dozen or so Muker on the railing, seeing the humans in the room making a move, were not scared away. Instead, they let out even more urgent cries, as if urging something.

The young man took a deep breath and carefully lifted the elderly Pidgeot from the bed.

The pied eagle was heavy, but a grown man could still bear it. Step by step, he steadily carried his sleeping family member to the sun-drenched balcony and gently placed him on a clean deck chair.

The moment the Pidgeot's body came into contact with the sunlight.

An anomaly has occurred!

"Hey!!!"

A sharp, high-pitched cry, filled with majesty and anxiety, suddenly came from high above!

A lithe black shadow, like an arrow released from a bow, swooped down from the clouds!

It was a Pokémon much larger than Stark, with eyes as sharp as a hawk's and black feathers on its head forming a cool, airplane-like hairstyle, exuding an air of untamed arrogance.

—Muk Bird!

The evolved form of Stark!

It is clearly the leader of this group of Mukers!

"It's—it's the leader!" The young man recognized it.

The owl ignored the humans; its eyes were only on the Pidgeot lying on the chair, barely breathing.

It landed steadily on the balcony railing, gazing at the Pidgeot on the deck chair from afar.

The surrounding Mkir also quieted down, all turning their gazes toward their leader and the legendary benefactor.

Under the sunlight, a silent gaze that transcends species and time unfolds.

Perhaps sensing that familiar yet unfamiliar aura, the sleeping Pidgeot's eyelids twitched slightly, and it slowly opened its eyes a crack.

Its cloudy eyes reflected the young yet resolute figure of the Muke bird.

A hint of confusion and a trace of reminiscence flashed in its eyes, which ultimately transformed into a gentle, all-knowing light of relief.

Upon seeing this, the Muke bird let out a low cry.

It opened its beak and carefully spat out a whole fruit from its throat pouch—a vibrant green fruit that it had preserved perfectly with its energy, radiating a lustrous glow!

It's a green mush!

Unlike the other Mukels, it didn't eat the fruit and then excrete it. As the leader, it personally brought back the most complete and precious fruit!

It picked up the green fruit with its beak, flapped its wings, and flew to the deck chair.

Without the slightest fear, it gently placed the fruit, which contained the respect of the entire tribe, near the Pidgeot's beak.

"Chirp—"

It let out a soft, call-like cry.

A hint of moisture seemed to appear in the turbid eyes of the eagle.

It slowly opened its beak, which had not eaten for a long time, and gently put the green fruit into its mouth.

The sweet juice, along with that warm life energy, slowly slid down its throat and into its belly.

A long-awaited warm current began to flow slowly through its aging limbs and bones.

The gloom on its body seemed to have been slightly diluted.

Seeing this, the young man had mixed feelings; he almost made a terrible mistake.

He actually wanted to drive these people away, risking his life to find a life-saving medicine for his family—a respectable benefactor.

A strong sense of guilt and gratitude welled up in my heart.

I cried, did you?

Everything has a spirit; the ancients were right!

This is so touching! This is the purest bond between Pokémon!

The viewers in the live stream were also moved.

The young man first bowed deeply to the Hawk.

Then she turned to the anchor: "Answerer—thank you. If it weren't for you, I—I'm afraid I would have made a mistake I could never forgive myself for."

His voice was hoarse yet sincere.

"From today onwards, this balcony will be their home! I will not only stop chasing them away, but I will also treat these benefactors to the best food!"

Ye Yinchuan smiled and nodded: "If you think that way, I think your Pidgeot will be very happy too."

His gaze fell on the Staraptor that was still perched beside the Pidgeot, and a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

Pokémon: Staraptor

【Attribute: Normal/Flying】

【Characteristic: Sharp Eyesight】

[Status: Healthy/Full of Energy]

[Trait: A Heart of Gratitude]

This Pokémon considers the bond with its kind more important than its own life. To repay this kindness, it can unleash potential far beyond its limits. Its will has been honed to the sharpest point, like that of an eagle, and it only needs one trigger to reach its final evolution.

"Take good care of it," Ye Yinchuan said to the young man. "This Muke bird has a heart of gold."

Under its leadership, the future of this species is promising. And it itself will soon transform into a true king of the skies—the Starhawk.

"Perhaps these things can also inspire your creative work?"

These words were like a ray of light, illuminating the young man's eyes.

He looked at the resolute-looking Staraptor, then at the Pidgeot beside him whose breathing had become much calmer, and nodded heavily.

A "human-bird conflict" that started due to a misunderstanding was actually foreshadowed, and it ended in the most heartwarming way with a happy ending.

"OK, friends, feel free to connect with the streamer for any Pokémon-related questions. The streamer will do their best to help!"