Read at your own risk, everyone. I'm sorry: before I went on hiatus, I planned to revise some of the settings over a weekend, but then something unavoidable happened and hit me hard, so I stopped updating for a long time. I hastily wrapped things up and abandoned the story sometime last July. (I'm very sorry; the ending must have left readers pretty speechless.) If I find my old notes when I have time, I'll organize my ideas and write a continuation.
The greatest hatchling caretaker in Aoli Star's history, said to be able to hatch any baby on the planet.
That's right! He's my... grandfather.
As for me, I'm just a rookie hatchling caretaker who recently graduated from the childcare program at Aolai Intercontinental University, hired by the skin of my teeth.
It's the start of a new school year, and I'm assigned to a lively class of hatchlings with influential backgrounds (or so it seems).
After they drive off their sixth caretaker, no one dares take over the mess.
You can't hit them, and you can't scold them.
The nursery director and all the childcare supervisors are once again at their wits' end.
By chance, Yan Yan, whose resume is full of grand claims, volunteers to become the acting head caretaker at a staff meeting, just one week after starting the job.
(Yan Yan waves her hands frantically, looking just like you when you bragged your way through an interview, got the job, and actually have no idea what you're doing.)
To make sure she doesn't lose this hard-won job(?)...
Yan Yan and her Big Hatchling-Care System begin growing alongside the Pullman class.
Hatchling A: “I won the gold medal in the interstellar tech competition.”
Hatchling B: “I discovered a new functional component.”
Hatchling C: “I published an SCI paper on the ancient language research website.”
At the Federation tournament, the other teams are completely bewildered, and everyone is stunned when they learn the truth.
“Is your hatchery somehow different from ours?”
Join Pullman.
