Chapter 1729: Chapter 1724: Bitter Fruit (18)
Just wanted the child to have a father.
This reason turned out to be so convincing that Fu Qian, upon receiving the answer, looked at the previously rolling belly, as if sothing alive was inside, and nodded repeatedly.
Of course, his deeper feelings did not actually lie in this——Don’t look!
Just a slightly bulging belly, if it hadn’t moved just now, seed more like fat accumulation than real pregnancy.
However, when looking at it or trying to perceive it, the first instinct was a strong sense of caution——Don’t look, or it will impact you.
Interesting.
Honestly, this feeling was not unheard of, such a shock was even given to him by a pregnant noblewoman during a mission when he first t Su Gao.
But although the form seed similar, the actual difference was quite significant.
Back then, even though he had mastered two powers, he was ultimately just a mortal, but now he was a genuine Newly Advanced Second Order.
Could there be a transcendent being still in gestation that could pose such a threat?
What kind of Godson could this be?
Full of curiosity to explore new species, Fu Qian watched intently.
High-risk, high-reward actions are best taken when resources are abundant, not when you are at the end of your rope.
And as everyone knows, one’s SAN Points are at their maximum at the beginning of a mission.
“Hehe… your gaze is quite unconventional, outsider.”
Ms. Sara evidently also felt the movent in her belly, and thus was particularly sensitive to Fu Qian’s gaze at this mont.
“Is it that such a trait makes you particularly interested? Or is it this outfit?”
As expected from a professional, she was more unrestrained compared to Hilary, who was always behind closed doors.
But when she emphasized the costus and makeup like this, it always made one think the next line would be “there will be extra charges.”
“Aren’t you the one who’s less fussy?”
In light of this, Fu Qian instantly shifted the topic to his billing items, gesturing with his eyes to a few tilted wine bottles not far away.
“The first three months are very dangerous, don’t you know?”
…
The flesh did not show obvious mutations, but there was indeed sothing lingering within.
Like a bitter dicine, advice from a doctor often provokes silence, and Fu Qian was no longer surprised by this.
And in the seconds that Sara hesitated on how to respond, Fu Qian’s gaze did not deviate from her belly, and he eventually ca to a conclusion.
[SAN Points -1]
Of course, at the sa ti, additional charges finally arrived.
Recently, masters were as nurous as clouds, with unconventional SAN Point losses occurring almost one after another.
While feeling amazed, Fu Qian also clearly noticed that at the mont the prompt sounded, that vague, elusive thing seed to beco sowhat tangible, even tearing out a specific sound.
Like a donkey’s bray more than a cry, although limited to the ntal realm.
Of course, it was still intense enough that for an instant his forehead felt like a durian shell cracking open.
“Ah——”
Sara, who should have been rummaging through her work experience thinking about how to handle annoying custors, awakened from a dream at that mont, clearly experiencing sothing.
“Don’t cry.”
With a low exclamation, her first reaction was naturally to gently caress her belly, her face full of the joy of nurturing life.
And completely ignoring the thought of how a baby could cry inside the womb.
“See, even it is not satisfied.”
Fu Qian did not rush to expose this point, even decisively using the situation to criticize and educate the patient.
“Considering the daily operational risks, you can’t be too careful in your situation.”
…
“So, when did you first discover this symptom?”
Seeing that the patient bowed her head in silence, evidently beginning to recognize the severity of the problem, Fu Qian did not press harder and resud the initial question.
“I… don’t rember…”
Unfortunately, this seemingly simple question was still difficult for Sara to answer.
Murmuring to herself, her facial features nearly clenched together in entanglent, making one feel reluctant to urge.
“Then who is the child’s father? Is he nearby? Can he co over now?”
Fu Qian didn’t insist either, casually switching to a three-part question.
“The child’s father… nearby…”
Unfortunately, Sara still appeared not only confused but unable to respond to questions normally.
Oh, these crazy young people.
Expert Fu sighed deeply, not rushing to ask more, allowing room for the patient to slowly process.
“There’s no one else nearby——why should there be?”
But the effort was not in vain, after much contemplation, at a certain point Sara finally gained an insight, her voice suddenly sharp and repeatedly emphasized.
“Why must a child have a father?”
“Because you were just trying to find one for it.”
In the face of this novel mindset, Fu Qian had no intention of arguing, instead casually using her own reasoning to counter her argunt.
…
It was evident that the newly enlightened Sara was once again cornered in an instant.
The specific manifestation was that her already tangled features at that mont distorted to an almost inhuman drawing under pain and tornt.
Even the incredible new life in her womb seed to sense the mother’s emotions, starting an irregular, agitated roll.
The movent was so exaggerated that the tight corset of the bridal dress was inevitably strained, even tearing skin and drawing blood.
“Also, don’t worry, unlike Hilary, I don’t hold prejudices, I believe you can certainly achieve your wish.”
Observing this struggle, sensing the resentnt and malice within, Fu Qian gave a casual encouragent to the patient.
[SAN Points -1]
Of course, losing another point of SAN Points was inevitable.
Since becoming a Demigod, transforming into a mythical creature, few things could truly exert such pressure on him.
This mission is indeed not simple.
“Besides, Hilary probably doesn’t know your good news yet, leading to such biases. Is it because you dislike the old church there and are dissatisfied with using it for a wedding, that you haven’t been there in a while?”
“Honestly, it’s totally understandable. If you need, I can recomnd a pure white-thed church, the visual effect is absolutely stunning, though it might be a bit pricey.”
Ah——
Fu Qian was naturally referring to the previous White Head Holy Church, and at that mont, it seed she was finally touched, a sky-shaking yet liberating roar ca crashing in.
Even accompanied were warm droplets of blood.
“I rember now…”
When Sara spoke again, every syllable was filled with chaos, as if directly hamring on the will.
“This is the child given to by Him, the truly great Him…”
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