Chapter 94 93: The Crisis of Childbirth

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The tall, dwarf, and fat witch priests were clad in wizard robes. Sally changed into a wide green maternity gown that somewhat resembled Earth's surgical scrubs, which wouldn't be eye-catching even if bloodstained. She lay in bed, watching the witch priests bustling about preparing things, "Your Majesty, are there any last instructions?" "Should any special circumstances arise, prioritize the large over the small," the fat witch priest replied indifferently. Sally's expression stiffened slightly, "Save the small one—my wishes shall prevail." "We shall adhere strictly to Your Majesty's commands," the fat witch priest replied solemnly, "Moreover, a female with Fertility Strength is more precious." "Right, please have the pregnant female consume this Elixir that aids in easy delivery," the dwarf witch priest handed Sally a glass of water and an Elixir pill. Sally looked at the Elixir and water, smiling, "No need." The dwarf witch priest's face turned somewhat unpleasant, "Does the pregnant female have objections to my Offspring Elixir?" "No, I just don't want to take it." Aside from the Offspring System's Elixirs, Sally didn't trust any other medications. "Then please drink the water," the dwarf witch priest put away the Offspring Elixir. Sally couldn't refuse again, and giving birth did indeed require drinking a lot of water, as it would become difficult to swallow once labor began. She took the cup, sipped the water, and felt an odd taste, glancing at the dwarf witch priest. The dwarf witch priest was busy preparing the newborn's wraps and other items, showing no abnormalities. The senior witch priest asked, "What's wrong with the pregnant female? Do you feel something?" "Oh, it's nothing. Please take the water cup away," Sally passed the water cup to the senior witch priest. "Okay," the senior witch priest took the cup. Sally lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and spoke to Xiaomei, [How much longer?] [If you hadn't drunk that mouthful of labor-inducing medicine just now, there would be ten hours left. Having drunk it, you'll likely give birth within an hour, and there's a risk of uterine rupture.] Sally suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the dwarf witch priest! She saw her throwing out the leftover water from the window. [With the System here, you can rest easy, Host.] Xiaomei reassured Sally, calming her nerves for the childbirth. [I know, with you here I'm reassured. But she's trying to harm me! Why?] [500 points, does the Host want to know the reason?] [Xiaomei... you're quite the businesswoman, I'll end up working for you for free sooner or later.] [Never. The System can assure the Host that as long as you complete the childbirth task, you can expect a significant reward on top of rebirth on Earth.] [There you go, drawing me another pie in the sky.] Sally didn't believe her words, [Take the 500 points, and neutralize that labor-inducing drug effect. I won't allow anything to happen to the child.] [Certainly, Host. The drug's effects have been neutralized, please accept the video.] Xiaomei's voice sounded quite pleased. Sally was speechless [Now I finally know who Manman takes after; you're exactly like her, Xiaomei!] Xiaomei: [...] A frying pan comes flying out of nowhere! ... A stunningly magnificent palace within the Beast Emperor's Palace. The dwarf witch priest knelt to give salutations, while the noble seat directly in front of her was occupied by a woman of exquisite beauty. It was the Beast Emperor's Princess Zi Qiaoqiao. She carried herself with a dignified and aloof grace, addressing the dwarf witch priest, "You are to assist Sally with her delivery?" "Yes, Your Highness," the dwarf witch priest respectfully responded. "I've heard that it's quite easy for females to encounter accidents during childbirth, such as hemorrhage." The Dwarf Witch Priest's pupils shook in shock as she looked at Zi Qiaoqiao. Playfully fiddling with the beautiful nail art on her fingertips, Zi Qiaoqiao said, "I don't want her to live, please help me out, Witch Priest. Afterward, the debt you owe the gambling house will be wiped clean." Cold sweat beaded on the Dwarf Witch Priest's forehead. How did the little princess know about her gambling debts, and what about His Majesty? "I intercepted the message; Father doesn't know." It could be said that she did it on purpose, tampering with the other Witch Priests' records to push her to the front. "Thank Your Highness. I know what to do." "I will await good news from you," said Zi Qiaoqiao. ... Sally lay on her side with her eyes closed. After the three Witch Priests had prepared everything, seeing that Sally hadn't made a move, they could only sit and wait. During this time, the Dwarf Witch Priest asked Sally several times if there were any signs of childbirth. But Sally showed no response; she went on with her eating, drinking, and sleeping as if today wasn't her due date. Sally was secretly keeping an eye on the Dwarf Witch Priest. She was ruthless enough to see that her drink had been tampered with, not to mention the subsequent food and drink. She really wanted to kill her. Zi Qiaoqiao, oh Zi Qiaoqiao, I have no grudge with you, yet you treat me like this! Do you think I'm an easy target? Suddenly, a sharp pain struck her. Ten hours had passed, and she began to go into labor. But she did not trust the Dwarf Witch Priest and could not leave a ticking bomb at her most vulnerable moment. Just as she was about to call Bai Kaixin in to take the woman away, a man with fiery red hair suddenly appeared in the birthing room. It was clear how urgently he had come; his black, torn military uniform emanated an intense, indomitable aura, and there was also a blood-scabbed wound on his face. The sight of him made Sally's contractions momentarily subside in fright. "Zong Silu... you, why have you come back?" "Isn't today the day to give birth?" Zong Silu didn't dare approach the bed, knowing all too well the terrible state he was in and fearing he might affect Sally. Sally suddenly laughed, "You go wash up first. Later, you can help me deliver the cub, and we won't need the services of the three Witch Priests." "Alright!" Zong Silu's gaze shifted and fell on the three Witch Priests. Having just returned from the battlefield on the Dark Continent, that icy gaze filled with killing intent made even the guiltless shiver. The Dwarf Witch Priest, who had done something against her conscience, couldn't withstand it and involuntarily stepped back, her face turning white with guilt. Zong Silu instantly realized there was something wrong with her; without another word, he grabbed her by the neck and dragged her out. The other two Witch Priests also did not dare to plead for mercy and fell to their knees with a thud, their foreheads touching the ground. They too had sensed the Dwarf Witch Priest's surreptitious actions, but knowing she wouldn't act without someone's instigation, they chose to pretend ignorance to avoid offending whoever was behind it. "You two may leave," said Sally to the remaining two. "Please, Merciful Fertile Female, we know nothing," stammered the Fat Witch Priest. "Yes, we have families to feed, all dependent on our provisions; please, Merciful Fertile Female, have mercy." "Leave now, and you will be safe. If he returns and still finds you here, who knows what might happen." The one returning from the battlefield is used to killing and won't hesitate for a moment. The two Witch Priests exchanged glances, both seeing the panic and fear in each other's eyes, and then hurriedly kowtowed to Sally before rushing away. Before long, Zong Silu was back. By then, he had cleaned himself up, changed into clean, casual clothes, and even applied medicine to the wound on his face, which looked much less frightful. From her System Space, Sally took out a large bandage, "Bring your face closer." "Alright," Zong Silu did not question what she held in her hands; he simply did whatever Sally asked of him. No sooner had Sally applied the bandage to his wound than another intense contraction hit her, causing her to cry out in pain, "Ah—" She gripped Zong Silu's arm tightly!

Chapter 94 93: The Crisis of Childbirth

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