Not a Chick, but a Phoenix Hatchling!

[Recommending My Best Friend's Novel: My Childhood Friend Is the Real Human Disaster by Liu Chu] [Also recommending my coming-soon novel: My Deskmate Has Superpowers. Synopsis at the end] Qiu Qiu died suddenly, only to learn that he had phoenix blood. He had been reborn from death, risen from the ashes, and finally turned into a... chick. The chick found himself on a tiny, uninhabited primitive planet, teeming with young animals, all of them ferocious. Poor little chick Qiu had to drag his fluffy little body through the primeval forest to survive, punching fierce beasts and stomping on birds as he dominated the young animals. Standing on a treetop at sunrise, Qiu Qiu sighed invincibly, his face weathered with hardship. Below him stood a crowd of young animals he'd beaten so badly they were unrecognizable. Then a huge spaceship landed on the planet. The young animals swept Qiu Qiu onto the ship with them, and a group of people rushed out, hoisted the bewildered chick onto a podium, and shouted into the interstellar network that connected the entire Beastman Alliance: "We have a champion!" Qiu Qiu: Huh??? The Beastman Alliance's Youngling Championship aims to find the strongest, smartest, or most natural leader among the young animals. At the same time, it's a hugely popular show, also known as Other People's Kids. The brightest stars in this year's Beastman Alliance Youngling Championship were undoubtedly: Prince Antonio, the little lion from the Beast Kingdom, and Hans, the little fox and grandson of the Alliance's richest man. They weren't very lucky. After being randomly dropped onto the competition's primitive planet, they nearly ran into each other on the very first day. The only reason they didn't collide was that an unlucky little yellow chick had landed between them. The audience prayed for the chick. "Oh, foxes love playing with chicks. He looks so tiny and pitiful. I hope Hans won't be too rough." "Run, little chick!!! There's a huge lion behind you!!!" But gradually, the audience realized something was off. "Whose chick is this? Why is he so fierce?" "Antonio! Hans! Run! He's caught up with you!!!" "Good grief, can that chick breathe fire?" Qiu Qiu had something to say about that: Cheep cheep cheep, cheep cheep, cheep!!! (I'm not a chick, I'm a phoenix hatchling!!!!) The pairing is Shi Wei. [My Deskmate Has Superpowers] My deskmate has superpowers. Anything he believes in can become real. Unfortunately, by the time the government learned about his ability, he had already graduated from high school and become a firm materialist. But what did that have to do with me? At first, that's what I thought. But then people from the National Security Bureau found me and took me to a research institute. My once-innocent, little-white-rabbit-like deskmate was sitting in a chair, taking turns being lectured by top experts I'd only ever seen on TV. Expert 1: According to Principle xxx, and using Equation ooo, we can prove that a perpetual motion machine really exists. My deskmate: Hah, amateur science. Expert 2: Unbelievable! My grandmother had terminal cancer, but she was cured after taking Chinese medicine. The prescription was angelica, astragalus... My deskmate: Hah, fraud. The person who brought me here shoved me forward. I stammered, not knowing what to say. I was afraid of frightening my deskmate, since I'd been dead for three years. Three years ago, I died in a car accident and was cremated, my ashes placed in an urn. But a few days ago, I rose from the urn. It was a miracle of the world. But my deskmate only glanced at me, then turned away again, looking not the least bit surprised. "Hah, I knew you weren't dead. Those people made it all up so convincingly." At the experts' prompting, I reluctantly made something up. "Yeah, not only am I alive, I can fly, too." My deskmate paused, then looked at me in amazement. "That's awesome!" Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, my feet lifted off the ground and I flew up to the ceiling. Wait, you believe that too???? I cautiously continued, "Also, I can shoot lasers from my eyes, shoot spiderwebs from my wrists, and blades spring out of my knuckles. I can..." My deskmate's eyes lit up. "You're amazing!" My eyes lit up too, and lasers shot out of them, slicing the research institute's table to pieces. My deskmate has superpowers. Anything he believes becomes real. He doesn't believe the experts, no matter how well they back up their claims, but he believes every word I say. What a moving brotherly bond! Theme: Never give up, even in the face of adversity.