Max-Level Healing, the Beloved Little Fat Finch

Yun Youqing transmigrated into a magical world. In the apocalypse, he had risen to the top of a base thanks to his healing ability. Now, he had become a small animal: a bird no bigger than a palm. A beast peddler put him in a pet carrier and sold him at the market. His ugly-cute looks made countless passersby stop for a second look and remark, "What a scruffy little chick." Yun Youqing fumed. "...Chirp!" Grr! A little boy passing by stopped and said to the young man beside him, "Dad, I want to keep it." The little boy paid twenty copper coins and successfully brought Yun Youqing home. Yun Youqing was miserable. He knew that little ones of this age were all little terrors, so he might as well peck away! Peck, peck, peck! The young man said, "Sweetie, I don't think it's a good fit for our family." The little boy said, "It's okay, Dad. It's so little. What does it know?" He added, "Besides, I think I'm special to it. Why else would it peck me and not you? I think it loves me." "..." Yun Youqing decided this little boy was different from the spoiled brats he knew. He had a wonderful talent for convincing himself of anything. Maybe they could get along after all. And so Yun Youqing began living like a pampered bird. The little one doted on him, taking him to the bathroom, taking him out, and bringing him to the Academy of Magic. Spoiled rotten, Yun Youqing grew bolder by the day, turning into a tiny terror of a bird. Though tiny, Yun Youqing loved a good fight. When he couldn't win alone, he rallied a flock of birds to take on the other side. Petty and fierce, Yun Youqing became famous through the magic livestream orbs. Then... One day, a big shot watched Yun Youqing participate alongside the little one in the resource-allocation trial on Sky Island and said, "Wait, that little terror bird isn't a magical pet. It must be a member of a special race, right?" There was a rare race in the magical world. They were attuned to nature and had powerful genes. Most were born in human form, while a small number had a half-human, half-bird form. It was said that those born entirely as birds were the most gifted fighting chickens. Fighting chickens in the literal sense. - Coming soon: 1 Raising My Little Ones as a Merman Dad Jones had lost his memory. His landlord told him his name was Jones Lyle, his age was unknown, and he currently rented a room in a crowded apartment on the fifth floor of a building in the slums, where all sorts of people lived. He was two months behind on rent and about to fall three months behind. Jones felt that he lived up to his name: he was dead broke, with only two eggs to his name. As he wondered whether to fry them, poach them, or boil them, the eggs hatched right before his eyes. To his shock, one produced a little merchild, and the other a little white bird. Already poor, he now had to raise a gluttonous fish and a bird that was always eating, all by himself. At first, he thought they were just ordinary little pets. Later, he discovered that there was something unusual about them. The baby fish could control water. The baby chick had healing magic. Together, the fish and bird were invincible, amazing, and ridiculously powerful. Then one day, the little bird spoke first: "Dada!" The little fish quickly followed: "Dada!" Once they unlocked the ability to "talk," the fish and bird put all their eight hundred schemes into competing for their dad's attention. 2 My Childhood Friend Became a God Spiritual qi revival. Some people mutated and gained supernatural abilities. Me, my path of evolution is to become a tiny little bird. (*￣︶￣) Palm-sized, round, chubby, white, and weighing only a few grams. Unlike me, my childhood friend, who'd been with me since we wore diapers, went straight to becoming a god. When one person ascends, even their pets rise with them. I'm the chicken! My parents, brother, and sister must be the dogs flying up to heaven alongside my childhood friend. From then on, all I thought about was mooching off my godly childhood friend. Mooch, mooch. Mooch, mooch. Mooch some more. Mooch off the god, and help this little chick grow stronger! Theme: Enjoy the present and stay cheerful.