"A little trump card," Yu Ziyu thought, pleased with himself.
Since he couldn't move, he was anchored to a single location.
But if a powerful enemy ever approached and mocked him just outside his reach, he could trick them into underestimating his range.
Then, at the critical moment—boom!—use air shockwaves to strike.
Air cannons, as legends would call them.
Of course, there were other ranged options.
Like picking up stones with his branches and hurling them.
But that didn't have quite the same flair.
This was an air cannon, after all.
If he grew stronger and could channel even more air into the strikes, the resulting force might even become supernatural.
At that point, even modern weaponry wouldn't faze Yu Ziyu.
Wait—modern weapons?
Well… he had seen airplanes fly overhead more than once over the past half-month.
So, it was reasonable to assume this was a modern world.
Considering his current form—a willow tree—it seemed oddly familiar.
Perhaps it was his old world from before reincarnation.
Still, given how he'd grown twenty meters in just fifteen days—and how the surrounding trees had also shot up by several meters—Yu Ziyu remained skeptical.
Trees didn't grow this fast in his old world.
And those other trees weren't even actively absorbing the mysterious energy in the air.
If they were, they'd probably blanket the sky by now.
Moreover, Yu Ziyu had also noticed certain animals starting to change.
Their rate of absorbing this unknown energy wasn't as fast as the trees', but their agility and senses had clearly improved.
So much so, that for several days, no animals had dared approach his territory.
As a result, his evolution points were now totally depleted.
The few he'd acquired had all gone into strengthening branches.
Now, he had just three left.
Of course, Yu Ziyu wasn't a heartless butcher.
He still had a soft spot.
"Chirp chirp chirp chirp…"
Suddenly, sharp and constant chirping rang out from somewhere on his body.
Looking up, Yu Ziyu spotted a nest wedged in a triangle formed by branches.
A simple bird's nest.
Inside, eight baby birds—each about the size of a fist—were chirping frantically, beaks gaping wide like a mother-in-law demanding dowry.
"Are these little guys hungry?" Yu Ziyu muttered to himself.
Still, seeing the hatchlings filled him with joy.
Why?
Because they were peregrine falcons.
A species of medium-sized raptors, adult peregrines reach 41–50 cm in body length, with wingspans of 95–115 cm.
When hunting, they soar high and then dive at speeds up to 270–360 km/h!
That kind of speed—unthinkable.
A cheetah maxes out at 120 km/h.
A peregrine? Nearly three times that.
The sheer pressure alone would crush most prey.
And right now, these little chicks—future speed demons—were nestled in his branches.
Their undersides were white, with black speckles on their upper chests, and black bars lining their lower feathers.
Though just hatchlings, their pale claws were sharp, and their small round eyes were full of spirit.
As for why they'd nested in his branches?
Well, Yu Ziyu had to admit—it was his fault.
A while back, annoyed by trees blocking his view of the sky, he had lashed out with his branches and snapped them in half.
The result? This brood had fallen out of a large tree—and into his embrace.
At first, he'd considered absorbing them for evolution points.
But once he recognized them as peregrine falcons, he changed his mind.
If he could train them, they might become incredibly useful.
After all, with the ongoing mutation of flora and fauna…
If—just if—these falcons evolved sharper beaks, stronger bodies…
One day, they might shoot through the air like bullets, killing enemies in a single breath.
Tsk tsk…
The thought thrilled him.
If luck was on his side, these little ones could become his right-hand birds.
With that in mind, Yu Ziyu gladly took up the role of babysitter.
He didn't need food himself, and with the occasional kill for evolution points, he had enough animal corpses to keep the chicks well fed.
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