novelraw Chapter 703 [121] Transfer, my child!
Chapter 703 [121] Transfer, my child!
Chapter 703 [121] Transfer, my child!
Once again, Qin Jiandan's consciousness floated in the void. The Time Devourer whispered in his ear in a thousand languages: "Join Eternity...become Eternity..."
Qin Jiandan suddenly opened her eyes.
Wangyou's knees buckled, and she slid off the chair.
"It hurts so much...my stomach...there's something inside..."
Cold sweat slid down his beauty mark, and his cheeks were as pale as photocopied paper.
Xuejian and Linglan, who were operating the computer, immediately stood up, their expressions calm but their movements skillful and swift.
"The amniotic sac has broken. Dr. Li isn't nearby, so we'll handle the delivery."
"Fortunately, we have learned various technologies."
Sparrow Tongue and Vermilion Banana also came to help. They knelt down at the same time, one supporting Forget-Worry's neck and the other grabbing her convulsing hand.
"Young Master...it must be the Young Master..."
Forget-Me-Not's fingernails dug into the back of Zhu Jiao's hand, but there was no pain in her eyes, only a fervent expectation.
"The young master has indeed been resurrected! I must bring the young master into the world..."
Xuejian tore open the sterile package and hurriedly put on rubber gloves. Linglan put the oxygen mask over Wangyou's mouth and nose.
A faint blue light emanated from Wangyou's abdomen.
The monitor screen was filled with static, and the alarms were blaring simultaneously. The agony of forgetting worries had reached its limit.
With a mournful cry, a baby, wrapped in a blood-filled membrane, slid out of the body. No forceps, no assisted delivery, no medical assistance required.
The baby boy opened his eyes, and all was quiet.
Then, the baby boy pressed his hands on the floor, rolled over and stood up, his body growing longer in the wind.
The bones made soft cracking sounds, the skin stretched and contracted. One year old. Two years old. Three years old…
He raised his right arm, a sliver of icy sharpness forming at his fingertips. A flash of cold light, and the Xuanbing Battle Blade severed the umbilical cord.
Growth continued, with short black hair sprouting from the damp scalp, and a strand of silvery white hair behind each ear, like snow falling on a raven's feather.
Dragon patterns appeared on both arms in succession; the one on the right arm came from the master, and the one on the left arm came from the eldest brother.
"You, immediately treat Wangyou."
His voice sounded slightly tired, carrying the echo of emptiness after falling from a higher dimension.
Wangyou's eyes were half-open, her lips moving. She seemed to want to say something, but only exhaled a puff of white mist through her oxygen mask.
Sixteen years old. Eighteen years old. Twenty years old.
The childishness on his face was replaced by sharp, angular features; his nose was straight, and his jaw was clenched.
Qin Jiandan.
Completely naked.
He closed his eyes to check himself and confirmed that he had 21 points of time left.
During the battle at the Eco Tower, he used Time Overwrite on the T-012, consuming 10 points of Time Density.
After self-destructing his cultivation and reviving, he consumed another 80 points of time density.
Qin Jiandan channeled her internal energy to evaporate the amniotic fluid and blood from her body.
If there were other options, Qin Jiandan would not have been willing to take such a risky step as to destroy his cultivation.
Fortunately, after being resurrected using his time-manipulation ability, he was restored to a point in time before his self-destruction.
To be precise, it was probably 24 hours ago.
This ensured that Qin Jiandan's internal energy was not damaged in the slightest, and even indirectly restored his condition.
As for mental fatigue, it is the result of the consumption caused by the consciousness fighting against the Time Devourer in higher dimensions.
Lily of the Valley pushed in a makeshift medical bed, and Jasmine and Sparrow Tongue together lifted Forget-Me-Not onto the stretcher.
Xuejian made a rare expression of disdain: "Congratulations on the young master's complete resurrection, but you're not even wearing a pair of pants?"
Qin Jiandan was taken aback, then realized that this was actually Wangyou using her "free will" ability to control Xuejian and make her speak.
That's really convenient. It's like having five clones when you can't move around.
"Thank you for your hard work this time..."
Before Qin Jiandan could finish speaking, Linlin, who burst in from the adjacent monitoring room, saw everything.
"Aaaaaah, brother, why aren't you wearing any clothes?!"
The girl with the bun hairstyle covered her eyes, but couldn't help peeking through her fingers.
Qin Jiandan instructed Linlin to return to the monitoring room and continue providing intelligence while ensuring her own safety.
Xuejian and Zhujiao brought Qin Jiandan's spare clothes. To save their young master's energy, the two maids respectfully dressed him.
Zhu Jiao was fine, but Qin Jiandan felt that Xue Jian's hands were a bit restless.
Was I brain-controlled by Wangyou? Even at this point, is Wangyou still trying to deliberately make me angry?
For masochists, insults are a reward. Qin Jiandan was helpless.
He turned his gaze to Zhu Jiao.
"Don't think you've done something good just because you gave birth to me! Being born to you was a terrible experience, so don't even think about getting the same saintly status as Kazama!"
Xuejian shuddered, unsure whether it was from psychological trauma or secret pleasure.
She composed herself and stood up straight with a calm yet subtly defiant air.
"They say a child's birthday is a mother's day of suffering. At least today, young master, can you call me 'mother'?"
"Stop dreaming! You biology mom!" ※※※
In the underground shelter, the emergency lights hummed softly.
Granny Chisho's small figure weaved through the group of mechanical ninjas, her wooden clogs treading over pools of blood on the concrete floor.
With each launch, a robotic arm, a head, and a long cable braid fly into the air.
The civilians huddled behind the banana piles, with armed guards standing on the outermost layer.
The bananas are grown on vertical farms, piled up like small hills. At least there's plenty of food here.
Xia leaned against a box of bananas, breathing rapidly. Her chest heaved, but her right hand had already peeled a banana.
"That scared me to death...that scared me to death..."
She took a bite of the banana.
Goro held the sword in reverse, half-crouching beside her. His eyes darted left and right.
"Team leader, you'd better swallow this before you speak."
"I almost got my head chopped off by a razor chain!"
Xia slammed the banana peel to the ground, the sticky pulp still in her mouth, her voice muffled.
"What's wrong with eating a banana to calm my nerves! Shiro is dead! What's wrong with me eating a banana because I'm under a lot of pressure!"
Goro's Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't refute it further.
Granny Qianxing delivered a horizontal slash from ten meters away, simultaneously slicing the three mechanical ninjas in half at the waist.
Blood and engine oil splattered on the banana pile, and the civilians crouched even lower, covering their heads. A child's cry was tightly muffled by his mother.
Xia peeled another banana.
"By the way... what about the T-unit that we were fighting earlier? That guy in white armor, wasn't he blocking the entrance? How did he suddenly disappear? Could he have used some kind of superpower we've never seen before?"
He took a bite of the banana, his brows furrowing into a deep frown.
She felt a little bloated.
Combat stress is normal, but perhaps I shouldn't have eaten two bananas in a row.
She wiped the banana crumbs from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and was about to stand up and change her posture when the ninja outfit around her abdomen suddenly tightened.
Look down.
His belly swelled up like a balloon, becoming as big as a small basketball.
"This...this...this...this—"
The banana in her hand fell to the ground. Xia held her stomach with both hands, feeling something kicking her stomach.
"Goro! Goro!"
Goro turned around, the tip of his knife nearly piercing Xia's swollen belly. His eyes almost popped out.
"Team leader! When will you be here—"
"I've been infected! I've been infected!"
Xia's face turned a tomato red.
"I knew there was something wrong with that T unit's sudden relocation! He glanced at me before he left! This must be the legendary 'look at anyone and they'll get pregnant' thing! What do I do, what do I do, what do I do!"
The alarm bracelet on my left wrist suddenly vibrated.
Kazama's voice came from the bracelet.
"Miss, according to the vital signs monitoring, your heart rate and blood pressure are both too high."
"Kazama!" Xia exclaimed as if grasping at a straw, bringing the bracelet to her lips, her voice cracking.
"The T forces used extremely despicable superpowers on me in an attempt to ruin the close relationship between me and the young master!"
Congratulations, Miss.
Kazama's tone was calm and composed.
"The young master's child has successfully transferred."
"what?"
A stray mechanical ninja pounced from the flank. Goro parried with his sword, sparks flying as the blade clashed with the claws. He kicked the ninja away, glanced back at Xia's swollen belly, and quickly looked away.
"Kazama... what the heck is this about a successful transfer?!"
The sound of keyboard typing came from inside the bracelet. Kazama seemed to be processing intelligence at the same time.
"The young master perished along with five T-unit soldiers under extreme circumstances. He resurrected using his time-manipulation ability, took the place of Wangyou's child, and was born by Wangyou. That child is now in your womb..."
Xia looked down at her stomach.
She was at least three months pregnant. The front of her ninja outfit was stretched taut like a drumhead.
Xia's body is relatively petite, and pregnancy makes her movements clumsy and carries a certain sense of taboo.
After a brief moment of thought, her worries turned to joy.
"No matter what, I'm finally pregnant with the young master's child! As long as I'm the first to give birth to his child, I can rise in status and become the true young master's wife!"
As always, Kazama poured cold water on Xia's enthusiasm:
"Young Master has discovered the ruthless technique of 'self-destructing one's cultivation and then reviving.' It's likely that he'll develop a path dependency on it. Just think of it as Young Master temporarily storing his child in your womb. He'll probably transfer to another sect again soon."
"Damn it! Did I just suffer through all this pregnancy symptoms for nothing?! Ugh... I suddenly feel so nauseous..."
(End of this chapter)