Ever since suspecting that his younger sister might be trouble,
Lin Zichen spent most of the following days at home with his parents, wanting to study the sister in Zhang Wanxin's belly.
Whenever Zhang Wanxin cried out in pain, he would immediately disperse his spiritual power to sense the sister in her belly, checking if the sister was kicking her legs.
He observed this for several days.
He discovered that the sister wasn't always kicking.
Sometimes she would wave her hands.
Sometimes she would pinch her own feet.
Sometimes she would suck on her fingers.
The behavior had no discernible pattern.
It didn't seem like she had awakened a system possessing any leg-kicking achievements.
Instead, she appeared to be a prematurely active fetus.
"Your sister is moving around again, she's so lively,"
On the sofa, Zhang Wanxin gently caressed her belly, smiling tenderly as she spoke.
Now over forty, she was eager to have a baby, especially a daughter.