novelraw Chapter 543 473: Professional Stay-at-Home Mom
Chapter 543 473: Professional Stay-at-Home Mom
In the narrow carriage, red light flickered overhead, and four girls sprinted wildly. Jason, releasing his Divine Gift, chased after them, iron hooks stained with rust pierced through the bionics' bodies, and came rushing at them.
The scenery on both sides swiftly receded, and ahead in the corridor, a bionic woman labeled "Professional Stay-at-Home Mom" rolled a cradle through. Her chest was clearly pierced by an iron hook, yet no blood spurted out, and her expression remained oblivious as she pulled back the curtain to reveal a small circle of transparent outlines.
Upon seeing the contents inside, Chichu Chun furrowed his eyebrows together. Inside was a human, or more precisely, a human lying in a bionic cradle, the transparent outline was a glass-like small cultivation tank, filled with amniotic fluid for maintaining life.
What's more significant is that the head of this human baby was developed to the point of nearly filling the entire bionic cradle, its extraordinarily large eyes stared fixedly at them.
"What the hell is that?"
Chichu Chun pressed both hands on the cradle, leaping over from above, avoiding the iron hook that flew by.
"It's a bionic cradle, in Skyline City, human genes have been modified, their brain capacity is slightly larger than ours, but the cost is that until adulthood, they have no mobility." Xu Xiaoyou recalled seeing the introduction when she reviewed information about Skyline City.
"Even when they reach adulthood, their mobility is only limited to the hive of the Ark."
"This is what's called supporting humanity then," Angelina said casually. "Being bossed around by such humans, these bionics are truly pitiful."
The stay-at-home mom stood dazed, watching the girls vanish into the distance, then looked back at the human baby watching her from the cradle, the baby's gaze sharp and indifferent, not the gaze toward a foster mother, rather resembling that towards a lowly slave.
The iron hook piercing her chest was slowly withdrawn, becoming illusory and transparent, as the phrases from the girls echoed in her ears, she clearly felt a lightness in her heart. The more she looked at the baby's indifferent gaze, the more inexplicably cold her inner being felt.
What exactly was she doing now?
"Bionic Rating: 83"
"Full-Time Stay-at-Home Mom, Understanding, Friendly, Imbalanced Figure, A Bit Fat?, Wealthy from Middle Age"
Looking at her finely detailed marker documenting every instance of breastfeeding, the woman's eyes gradually widened.
How long had she been so muddled?
She didn't remember; she suddenly felt lost, uncertain about her future, about whether she would always be caring for this baby.
The last time she pondered over her future was when she was a vibrant young girl, freshly graduated from the law department at Asimov University, and simultaneously invited by several law offices for debates, her life shouldn't have been like this, until the Celestial Father assigned her this role.
The reason being her synesthesia central system was more sensitive, enabling her to detect changes in a baby's emotions more clearly than ordinary bionics, allowing better care for these human babies. From the moment she received her first baby from the cradle, she was branded with the label "Full-Time Stay-at-Home Mom."
Due to the influence of the synesthesia central system, she could distinctly perceive the connection between the vibrant little life in the cradle and herself, from naive emotions to basic needs, she began reading early education books intentionally or unintentionally, comparing the quality of different baby products, and became anxious over the physiological condition of the baby.
The people around her noticed her change, initially joking that she had a sense of responsibility and would be a great mother, until later when her haggard appearance frightened them, thinking she should take a good rest.
In the blink of an eye, she had become who she was now.
Facing herself in the mirror with a plump figure, the woman touched her face, recalling last time when she summoned up the courage to enroll in a yoga class near home, only to be asked in surprise by familiar faces why she was there, shouldn't she be caring for the baby at this time?
Due to strange looks and intense anxiety, she fled, and when she reached home, gasping for breath, she forced herself to replace the metabolic fluid in the bionic cradle, before collapsing on the floor unconscious. She never mustered the courage to attend the yoga class thereafter.
If she were really branded by the Disciplinary Officer as "Irresponsible," what would she become, how would people look at her with unusual eyes? Would they suddenly label her as a "whore," "bitch," "fallen," "filthy person"?
But she only wanted to practice yoga, to control her figure.
Lately, her synesthesia central seems to have had some issues, she gradually became unable to feel that connection with the baby in the cradle, and began fumbling because she couldn't discern the baby's thoughts promptly to care for him, making numerous mistakes.
And it's during this period that she has found the gaze from these human babies...
Such indifference.
The woman dared not think, wondering if all the babies she painstakingly took care of were looking at her with such indifference, nor dared she to think if people around her knew about her synesthesia central issue, what stigma she would be branded with?
Her score had dropped from 94 to 83 due to recent mistakes, why was her deduction rate faster than those idle street punks, clearly she hadn't committed any wrongdoing before this, why was the Disciplinary Officer so strict with her?
The woman gazed at the punk styled girls ahead on the street, deep in her heart arose resentment, jealousy, alienation, and various subtle emotions, yet more significantly envy, and confusion about her future.
What should she do?
...
Under the large screen, analysts were constantly monitoring the battle situation.
In the footage, Xu Xiaoyou's group passed through one carriage after another, with Jason relentlessly pursuing them, sporadically unleashing skills, resulting in injuries on the four of them to varying degrees.
"It's not working, Dark Gold Rose's speed isn't faster than Jason's. Wait, is Dark Gold Rose's Agility Attribute insufficient?"
"But she never seemed to run slow on ordinary days."
"That's under the enhancement of various professional movement skills."
A young man's leisurely voice came through.
Upon hearing this familiar voice, everyone turned their heads, and upon seeing the youth's face, one blurted out in shock:
"Nanjia Wood, so you haven't left Oasis yet?"
"What nonsense," Nanjia Wood waved his hand, "A little setback couldn't knock me down, even if Dark Gold Rose blocked my respawn point and killed me until my archive was cleared, I wouldn't leave Oasis."
"Doing things alone means taking full responsibility, now Golden Navigator still owes a huge debt to Light Chasing Garden, I can't let my brothers shoulder the consequences of my impulsive moment, at least I have to fill this hole."
"Also, watch your words, in a few days, the old president will proceed with appointing me as vice president, don't blame me for punishing you then."
Analysts exchanged glances and burst into laughter.
"Even after such an incident, they let you resume the position, seems the old president treats you like his own son!"
Nanjia Wood felt no shame and instead felt proud, and snorted twice: "Like a son, even closer, this time I definitely won't disappoint the old man's expectations."
"What did you mean by what you just said?" At this moment, another young man's voice rang out.