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New Life, New Task: I'll Be A Mom Then!!!

"W-what are you doing?" Eli was shocked as she saw the handsome man, his upper body glistened in the morning light, drenched in sweat as he firmly held a massive axe. "Wife! Good morning! The wood is ready to keep you warm for the winter ahead!" The man proudly pointed towards the massive mountain of firewood he just finished chopping. “Heavens! Did you chop every tree in the whole forest?!” Eli felt her head ache. "We are still in the middle of spring!" -- She was a salary woman. For her, career was just the only way to survive in this cruel world. Being a housewife was far from reality as bills kept haunting her bank account. When she suffered a plane crash in one of her business trips, she dejectedly lamented not experiencing the simple joys women used to experience in her age. However, a young woman's soul came begging to her, to use her body in another world so that her unborn child could live. In exchange for continuing to live, the task was to give birth to the young woman's child and be the coolest mom evarrrrrr! --- A transmigration story. However, our protagonist Eli, has to transmigrate into a pregnant woman's body. Facing the woes of a pregnant single mother, while surviving in a world where magic and evil exist, will she even successfully go through motherhood as a single parent? ...or will she need to have a hubby by her side after all? -- This is my first work and only signed in webnovel. Please do not post it to other sites T_T thanks! -- Cover Art by talented Iris Enj Come give her some love in IG and FB @iris_enj (Iris Enj) Follow this auntie potato on instagram @randompotato21

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Dealing with the Aftermath (1)

As the skies cleared, so were the troubled hearts of the citizens who were looking from a mountain top a few kilometers away from the Capital. 

They were all on their knees, knights, commoners, and nobles alike, with their hands clasped in their chests to pray to the Creator to help the Empire in this chaos. 

But once they saw the cloud of doom dissipate, discussions started, and all of them hoped for the better of the Empire.

"Is the enemy defeated?" 

"I hope so…" 

"That bright light was something formidable… For sure someone was sent by the heavens to save our Empire…" 

"I pray that our Emperor, the Princes, and all the others who fought against the enemy were safe…

The conditions around them were not really optimal as they were transported with haste and without preparation. Normally the nobles would immediately complain and separate themselves away from the commoners and servants.