On the surface, Su Jiameng's life returned to normal. Every day, she would idly measure the surface area of her two eggshells. Probably having been neglected by their mother for the past few days, the eggs now thoroughly enjoyed this previously disliked activity.
"Changxi, take a look at their patterns; they seem like they might hatch in three to five days, right?" Su Jiameng discovered something delightful one morning: the patterns on her two eggs' shells had matured and could crack open at any moment.
"Hmm... it seems that way." Changxi took a look and indeed found it to be true. Furthermore, the telekinesis abilities of these two eggs were also in a highly active and rapidly developing stage. "The two young masters are about to be born."
