I Never Want To Be A Younger Brother Again

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟛𝟡

Between dreaming and waking up, Yang Mu only felt terrible pain in his stomach. However, because of too much fatigue, Yang Mu was holding his painful abdomen, and he did not wake up for a while.

He even had an illusion that he was in a dream now.

Suffering from severe pain, Yang Mu seemed to have eaten his stomach and had a desire to go to the toilet.

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After the little yellow duck swallowed the transforming grass, he kept walking with his duck webbed, swaying around in the formation.

Seeing Yang Mu, who was lying on the ground holding his stomach in cold sweat, a trace of anxiety flashed through Xiao Huang Duck's bean-sized eyes.

It hit Yang Mu's head with its head, and the bright yellow fluff was stained with sweat on Yang Mu's forehead.

But Yang Mu still closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was very painful.

The little yellow duck bumped Yang Mu with his little head again, but still did not wake Yang Mu. It was anxiously spinning around on the spot, but it didn't know how to wake up Yang Mu.

After turning around for a while, the little yellow duck suddenly remembered what Yang Mu had said to himself before falling asleep—transformation.

Although there is no inherited memory, the little yellow duck can also understand the meaning of transformation.

Once transformed, it can become the appearance of Yang Mu. Perhaps after transforming, he can wake Yang Mu from his drowsiness!

In my mind, transformation was a very simple matter, but the little yellow duck didn't know how to do it. It can only squat on Yang Mu's face, transforming its shape by instinct.

Orcs take the transformation grass to transform, which will greatly reduce the original difficulty of transformation.

I don't know how much time has passed, I saw a flash of light beside Yang Mu's head, and a bare, cute boy appeared there, but the little yellow duck before disappeared.

This cute boy is a little yellow duck that has been transformed.

His skin is fair and smooth, and the long, curly eyelashes on his small face with shining eyes are shaking gently, like butterfly wings. His face is still immature, he looks only 12 or 13 years old. If he stands up, he is probably only on Yang Mu's shoulder.

The little yellow duck was successfully transformed, his gaze glanced at his limbs slightly with novelty, and then he focused on Yang Mu's body. He stretched out his hand and gently pushed Yang Mu.

I remembered how other humans usually call Yang Mu, "Yang Mu?" His voice was like a wind chime blown by the wind, clear and pleasant.

Unfortunately, Yang Mu was still asleep.

Little Yellow Duck became more anxious, seeing the fine sweat on Yang Mu's forehead getting denser, and the expression on his face becoming more painful. He stretched out his hand and shook Yang Mu fiercely, and kept yelling Yang Mu's name in Yang Mu's ear.

This situation lasted for a short time, Yang Mu finally opened a pair of tired eyes.

The little yellow duck finally opened a pair of eyes when he saw the person next to his hand, and was so happy that he could not help but let out a "quack". Halfway through, he felt something was wrong and covered his mouth.

"Quack" is how he called it when he was in the form of an orc, but he couldn't call it that way when he was in a human form.

With heavy eyelids and dry lips, Yang Mu is in pain now. As soon as he opened his eyes tiredly, Yang Mu heard a fragile "quack" from the side, and the sound was not like that of an orc, but rather like a human voice.