Under One Person: Rebuilding the Glory of the Beast Master

Chapter 36 Take Me Flying

Bald Eagle

Species: Bald Eagle

[Current Evolution Stage: Mortal Beast]

[Potential Rating: E-1]

[Possible Evolutionary Paths:]

【Route 1: Sky-Splitter Eagle (D+) — Conditions: Target age ≥ 3 years old, complete 1000 precision dive attacks (0/1000), strengthen wings and claws daily for 100 days, and feed with Sky-Splitter Food】

【Route Two: Thousand-Mile Eagle (D) - Condition 1: Target age ≥ 3 years old, cumulative flight mileage reaches 100,000 miles in 100 days, daily eye enhancement for 100 days, and feeding (Thousand-Mile Feed)】

【Route 3: Thunder Eagle (D1) - Conditions: Target age ≥ 5 years old, accumulate 100 hours of flight time in thunderstorm weather, guide lightning to temper the body 10 times using special methods, and feed (lightning strike food)】

Zeng Su stared at the three routes for a long time.

The Skyhawk follows a combat-oriented path, enhancing its dive attacks and talon strikes. If it successfully evolves into a Bald Eagle, it will become an aerial killing machine, locking onto its target from a thousand meters above the ground and swooping down to instantly kill it.

The Thousand-Mile Falcon follows a reconnaissance route, enhancing its flight capabilities and eyesight to lock onto targets at higher and farther distances. This route is equally valuable on the battlefield; a scout who can survey the entire battlefield from the air is more useful than ten ground scouts.

As for the route to Leiji, he was a bit baffled. Flying in a thunderstorm and then guiding lightning to temper his body? If he wasn't careful, he might just get roasted like a bird.

But the potential rating was only D-, which puzzled him. Shouldn't this kind of evolutionary path with special attributes have the highest potential?

Of the three evolutionary paths, only this one possesses unique attributes. The first two paths require his personal nurturing, while the third path demands that the bald eagle shoulder the entire burden himself.

As for evolutionary potential, it's really not a problem at all. Unlimited evolution proves this point. As long as he is willing, he can continue to evolve—[infinitely].

"No rush." ​​He turned off the panel and looked at the bald eagle sleeping soundly on the bed. "We'll take it slow when you wake up."

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He covered the bald eagle with a blanket, then turned and walked out of the room.

Baijiahei was lying under the pine tree in the yard, munching on beef jerky, its favorite snack. It was very fragrant and it couldn't be finished in a short time.

"It's asleep." Zeng Su walked over and sat down against Bai Jiahei's warm body. "You've had a hard day."

Bai Jiahei nudged his hand with its nose and let out a smug snort. "No problem, I don't even need to lift a finger to deal with this kind of thing," Zeng Su chuckled, patting its head. Then he took out a piece of beef jerky from the bag next to him, put it in his mouth, and started chewing. The taste was really quite good.

The next morning, Zeng Su was still asleep when he was awakened by a sharp cry.

"Jie Ao—Jie Ao—"

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The bald eagle has awakened.

But it cried out in anguish because it saw that it was sleeping with Bai Jiahei, and that Bai Jiahei was using its soft, bright wings as a blanket.

However, the arrogance of yesterday was gone from its pale yellow eyes.

"Work day and night, don't bully the new comrades."

Zeng Su rubbed his eyes, sat up, and said.

Bai Jiahei raised its head and released the bald eagle that had been pinning it down.

The bald eagle immediately retracted its wings, then squeezed to the edge of the bed, looking pitifully at Zeng Su, its beak opening and closing as it made "caw caw caw" sounds.

He walked over and reached out to touch the bald eagle's chest. The muscles beneath its feathers were firm and strong, and its body temperature was higher than that of a human. He could feel its heart pounding in its chest.

"Are you hungry?" he asked.

The bald eagle gently pecked at his finger with its beak, without applying any force.

"Chirp~"

I'm really hungry.

However, he didn't have much to eat here, just some dried meat and fruit, which he poured into a bowl and brought over.

These things should be edible. If the bald eagle doesn't want to eat them, then there's nothing that can be done but let it hunt for itself.

The bald eagle looked down at the food in the bowl, then looked up at Zeng Su with a hint of uncertainty in its eyes, because it had never seen this kind of food before. It usually ate fish and shrimp, and sometimes it would catch rabbits and mice to eat.

The bald eagle hesitated for a moment, then lowered its head, picked up a piece of dried meat, tilted its head back, and swallowed it.

After swallowing the piece of jerky, the bald eagle's eyes lit up, and then it swiftly devoured everything in the bowl, as if afraid someone would snatch it away.

This cooking time is about the same as working day and night.

After finishing its meal, it still seemed unsatisfied and pecked at the empty bowl with its beak, making a "clanging" sound.

"That's all." Zeng Su spread his hands. The bald eagle stared at him for two seconds, then turned its head and began to preen its feathers.

"Come out with me!"

He reached out and patted the bald eagle's head.

The bald eagle's current intelligence is not comparable to that of Bai Jiahei, but it has ultimately attained Qi and can understand some words in a simple way.

He led the bald eagle to the animal pen, pointed to the pigs and speckled chickens inside, and said, "None of the food here is edible. If you want to hunt, go to the mountains!"

"Also, you are not allowed to hurt anyone."

"Chirp~"

The bald eagle tilted its head and looked at its master, then nodded to indicate that it understood.

It was time for his morning class, so he headed up the mountain.

The bald eagle is unfamiliar with its surroundings and doesn't want to stay with the white and black birds; it only feels safe when it's with its owner.

Then a scene appeared in the Trinity.

A bald eagle, over three feet long, took its first steps forward on the ground.

Its wings are close to its sides, and its two strong claws move forward left, right, left, right alternately. Each step is solemn and powerful, but the problem is that the eagle's body structure is not designed for walking.

Its body sways from side to side. With each step it takes, its entire torso tilts to one side, wobbling like a roly-poly toy, much like an old hen.

Seeing this scene, Zeng Su couldn't help but chuckle, as it reminded him of a video he had seen in his previous life.

"Alright, let's go like this."

A man and an eagle walked up the stone steps. The bald eagle kept turning its head to the left and right. This was the first time it had ever seen so many monkeys.

Moreover, many monkeys frighten it, just like the big monkey that caught it.

"What is that?"

"Eagle, why are you walking on the ground?"

"Who cares where it goes? The important thing is, how come there's an eagle inside our gate?"

Then they noticed Zeng Su.

"Junior brother? This eagle is—"

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"My new tamed beast," Zeng Su smiled at them, "a gift from the sect leader."

"That eagle is so big and cool!"

"That eagle is huge! How high can it fly?"

"I don't know how high it flies, but look at the way it walks—it's hilarious."

More and more disciples gathered in the sect, all their eyes fixed on the bald eagle.

Gradually, the bald eagle realized that these monkeys posed no threat to it, so it gradually let go of its nature. It raised its head high, and although its steps were still unsteady, its demeanor exuded arrogance.

You should know that the bald eagle used to be a local tyrant in the coastal area. Which fishing boat was not under its "management"? The title of "white-faced evil star" was not given for nothing.

It spread its wings and walked forward with a swagger, and the louder the people around it talked, the more powerful it felt.

Of course, the bald eagle stayed by Zeng Su's side the whole time. It knew that this place was the safest place and that it dared not go anywhere else.

Upon arriving at the training ground, the scene became even more lively.

Before the morning lessons even began, thirty or forty disciples had already gathered in the training ground. When Zeng Su arrived with his white-headed eagle, all eyes turned to him.

"That eagle looks so majestic!"

"Look at those claws, they're almost like steel knives."

Some of the bolder ones even reached out and touched the bald eagle.

"Chirp~"

The bald eagle immediately retaliated against the scorpion's paw, but remembering its master's words that it should not hurt people, it did not actually peck at the eagle.

"Be quiet, don't make any noise," Zeng Su ordered Bald Eagle after the morning class began.

"Chirp!" (Okay)

Then the bald eagle stood at the edge of the drill ground, folded its wings, stood straight, and looked like a general inspecting troops.

After the morning class, Zeng Su went to the animal pen and busied himself for a while. Then he took the bald eagle and headed towards the Qi Bureau at the pool. He put Bai Jiahei into the wooden plaque. He was going to use a different method to go to the Qi Bureau today.

The bald eagle has finally taken flight.

It spread its wings and suddenly flapped them at the entrance of the animal pen, its body lightly leaving the ground and soaring into the sky. In an instant, it became a black shadow, circled twice in the air, and then landed steadily on the tree trunk in front of Zeng Su, tilting its head to look at its master.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the tree canopy, casting a pale golden glow on the bald eagle's feathers, and its pale yellow eyes held the focused sharpness characteristic of a top hunter.

It is waiting, waiting for its master's next command.

Zeng Su looked at the bald eagle, a thought swirling in his mind.

He wanted to fly.

This idea had taken root in his mind from the moment the Bald Eagle Contract was completed.

In his previous life, he had flown on airplanes a few times, but those were inside metal shells with thick portholes, forever separated from the sky by a barrier of industrial civilization.

Now that he has wings, how can he not give it a try?

Although the Bald Eagle only has an E-level potential rating, it's still quite good, and flying with it is entirely possible.

He waved to the bald eagle, "Come down."

The bald eagle spread its wings and took to the sky again, then swooped down and spread its wings again when it was less than ten feet from the ground. The strong wind it generated blew the mud and dust on the ground into the air, and then it landed steadily next to Zeng Su.

Zeng Su reached out and touched the soft feathers on the bald eagle's chest, feeling the firm, powerful muscles beneath the feathers and the thumping heart beneath.

"I want you to take me flying," he said.

The bald eagle tilted its head, a hint of confusion flashing in its pale yellow eyes. It understood the word "fly," but didn't quite understand what "take me flying" meant.

Zeng Su stood up and gestured: "It means you grab me and then take me to heaven."

The bald eagle tilted its head, a hint of confusion flashing in its pale yellow eyes.

After gesturing for a long time, it finally understood its master's meaning—its master wanted it to fly while holding onto him.

"Huh?"

The bald eagle let out a questioning cry and looked down at its sharp talons.

Those four hook-shaped claws, each like a scimitar, can pierce through the body of a fish in an instant, crush the spine of a wild rabbit, and even easily tear apart tree trunks.

Why would you use claws like that to scratch your owner?

It shook its head, took two steps back, and opened and closed its wings slightly, its posture showing obvious resistance.

"Chirp." (No.)

It cannot harm its owner.

Zeng Su noticed its concerns and squatted down to look it in the eye.

"Your claws are indeed sharp, but I have a way to avoid being scratched." He stretched out his hand and circulated his internal energy.

A faint metallic sheen appeared on the skin's surface; it was the steel-like quality of white and black, forming a visible Qi membrane on the body's surface.

The bald eagle lowered its head and gently pecked at Zeng Su's hand with its beak.

"bite."

The crisp sound was like pecking at a piece of iron.

Its eyes lit up.

"See, this way you won't get hurt," he said.

The bald eagle tilted its head and looked at it for a while before finally nodding.

They came to an open area.

Zeng Su took a deep breath and turned his back to the bald eagle.

"Come here," he said.

The bald eagle hesitated for a moment, then took two steps forward, spread its wings, and took flight.

Its wingspan was over seven feet wide, and its enormous wings cast a shadow in the sunlight. Its two thick claws reached forward and carefully gripped Zeng Su's shoulders.

The moment the claw tip touched the membrane, Zeng Su felt a sense of pressure. Even with the steel body protection, he could still feel the power contained in the four claws, but he could completely withstand it.

The bald eagle tightened its talons, but not with force, just enough to grip.

Zeng Su patted its paw: "Tighter, I won't get hurt."

The bald eagle tightened its grip a bit more.

"Alright," Zeng Su said.

Then a bald eagle suddenly flapped its wings.

The huge wings flapped downwards, creating a strong wind that scattered pebbles and grass clippings across the grass.

Zeng Su felt a sudden lightness in his body.

Both feet left the ground.

Instead of rising slowly, he was lifted directly into the sky by a tremendous force. The feeling of weightlessness came so suddenly that his heart skipped a beat, and he even felt a little nauseous.

With his physical condition, he is capable of handling it.

Then he saw the sky.

Not looking through a window, not gazing up from the ground, but the real sky; he was standing in the sky himself.

The bald eagle spread its wings overhead, each flap steady and powerful. The wind whistled past its ears, making its hair fly backward and its robes flutter.

Then he lowered his head.

I saw a different world.

The buildings of Sanyimen unfolded beneath his feet, like a meticulously painted masterpiece.