Unsolved dead end

Fukang Private General Hospital, Second Floor, Radiology Department and Archive Room.

Hurried and messy footsteps echoed in the spacious and empty corridor. Su Cheng and Qi Shen ran desperately, and the shadows behind them spread as if chasing them, unwilling to let go.

"Quick! Over here!"

Su Cheng took out the master key exchanged from the system store and rushed into the archive room at the last moment before they were about to be caught!

"Bang!"

The door was slammed shut at the last minute, blocking the monsters that followed after them.

Su Cheng leaned against the door panel in horror, panting heavily.

In front of him was the huge archive room. The light inside was dim, and the rows of shelves were covered with dust, extending into the distance seemingly with no end in sight.

Su Cheng recalled what Wen Jianyan had told him before parting.

As part of the high-difficulty side quest, the role of Qi Shen's sister, Lin Qing, must be very important, and the cause of her death might become a key point in the main plotline of the entire hospital instance.

Although they were forced to split into two teams this time, it was actually a good thing in a sense. After all, it was more efficient to divide into two teams.

Therefore, the main purpose of Su Cheng's going to the second floor this time was to find information and clues related to Lin Qing in the archive room, and Qi Shen, Lin Qing's younger brother, would also follow him and could help him eliminate many interference options.

Some places in the archive room were messy, obviously, they were the traces left by the anchor of the previous round.

After all, starting from this place was naturally the most convenient.

Su Cheng and Qi Shen looked through the archive separately and soon found some useful information.

The predecessor of Fukang Private General Hospital was actually a professional women's and children's private hospital, which was transformed into a more complete general hospital around 2000. However, the Obstetrics and Gynecology department of Fukang Private General Hospital was still the representative star department in the whole hospital, accepting more than twice as many patients as other departments.

However, after the full three-year peak period of admissions from 2010 to 2013, the number of patients admitted to Fukang Hospital began to decline sharply, and the entire hospital became decadent and deserted.

As for the specific reason, Su Cheng was also unclear about it.

The archives of that period have been lost to a certain extent. It was unknown whether they were taken away by other anchors or if they were not here in the first place.

Su Cheng turned his head to look at Qi Shen, "By the way, when did your sister come to Fukang Hospital?"

Qi Shen recalled for a moment, raised his head, and replied, "It's about 12 years. But since she joined Fukang Hospital, maybe it's because she was too busy, she rarely contacted the family anymore, so I don't know exactly what happened during that time."

According to the clues provided by Qi Shen, Su Cheng began to look for the obstetrics and gynecology archives between 2012 and 2014, but…

The shelves on which these materials should be located were empty, and they seemed to have been emptied quite some time ago.

The road was blocked again.

Su Cheng frowned tightly, almost frustrated.

At this moment, as if thinking of something, he reached out into his pocket, took out his mobile phone, and opened the calendar.

The time displayed on the phone is April 24, 2014.

This should be the current time in this instance.

In the morgue before, the corpse whose eyes were stitched died at 2:00 a.m. on April 20, that is, four days ago.

According to the information provided by Xue Mingyan when she gave them the morgue task, no matter which morgue the corpses were in, they would not stay in Fukang Hospital for more than a week.

Then…

The corpses lying in the hospital morgue now should all have died this week.

So, it was very likely that their case data had not been filed yet.

Thinking like this, Su Cheng walked toward the file cart at the entrance of the archive room. There were some documents scattered on the file cart, which should be the materials that haven't been archived for the time being.

He squatted beside the file cart and began to read them carefully one by one.

Found it!

Su Cheng's eyes lit up, and he pulled out a folder from the file cart that looked brand new.

The more he read, the more solemn the expression on Su Cheng's face became.

He roughly counted the number of deaths during this period of time; there were more than eighty. But the number of corpses in the morgue, even with Lin Qing, was only a mere thirty-six. This could be explained by the fact that they were taken away in advance by family members or other institutions. But another point didn't make sense in any way.

Of the 80 or so deaths, 27 were male and the rest were all female.

However, in the morgue, all the twenty-seven corpses present were males—in other words, the disappeared corpses were all female corpses.

After carefully reviewing the case files, Su Cheng made a more important discovery.

—Except for Lin Qing, all the female corpses that disappeared were pregnant women with dead babies.

Su Cheng closed the file with a livid face and threw it back into the file cart.

He now understood why the anchor, who had just been assigned to the patrol on the first floor, didn't want to go to the third floor, where he had just returned from.

No matter from which angle you look at…

The third floor must be the most dangerous.

And the person who was sent to the third floor alone must be the most unlucky person in the entire instance.

***

Fukang Private General Hospital, Third Floor, Obstetrics and Gynecology Department.

The cockscomb head looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief. For a moment, he was not sure whether the other party was a rookie who didn't know the height of the sky or a big guy who really wouldn't be surprised.

Wen Jianyan took out his mobile phone, opened his own system store, and took a look at it.

With the increase of points in the account, although the D-level store had not yet been unlocked, he could see the appearance and specific effects of many props in the store.

…including this.

His eyes fell on one of the props, and his eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the gleam at the bottom of his eyes.

This prop was very important, and it could almost be regarded as an indispensable part of his next plan.

"You… what are you going to do next?"

The cockscomb head asked hesitantly.

"Of course, I'm going to escape." Wen Jianyan smiled and raised his head. His face was illuminated by the screen of the mobile phone and was coated with a light halo.

He added lightly:

"Unscathed, the kind that didn't even have a small injury."

Although he was mentally prepared, after hearing this almost arrogant declaration from the other party's mouth, the cockscomb head couldn't help but be shocked for a moment.

How is this possible?

Although he was not a senior anchor who had gone through hundreds of instances, his survival experience from several instances in the past had made it very clear that this was a dead end.

As long as they were wrapped around the umbilical cord of the ghost baby, there was no way to survive unless it voluntarily released them.

It would be fine if there was only one, but now this baby room was full of ghost babies. Even if they escaped from one, the second and third would still be entangled, and sooner or later, all the anchor's points would be exhausted, which was an unsolved dead end.

"And…"

Wen Jianyan squatted down to level with his eyes, and said with a smile.

"If I'm in a good mood, it's not impossible to take you out with me."

"?!"

The cockscomb head's eyes widened, and he subconsciously held his breath.

Behind the young man was the gloomy baby's room. The blue-purple ghost babies were giggling, almost making him feel chilled, but for some reason, even in this environment, the young man in front of him exuded indescribable strong confidence that couldn't be ignored.

His voice was calm and soft, and there was something magical about it that one couldn't help wanting to believe.

Even though he knew that the current situation was almost incomprehensible, the cockscomb head's eyes couldn't help but light up with a glimmer of hope.

However, he was well aware that there was no free lunch in the world.

He composed himself and tried to ask slowly in the calmest tone:

"What do you want?"

"Oh? Looks like you are mentally prepared?" The young man smiled slightly, the light spots swaying in his amber eyes, "My commission is very expensive."

"I, I have 18,000 points left on hand."

The cockscomb head straightened up and said somewhat urgently.

"18000…" Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes, and the look on his face was a little elusive.

The cockscomb head's live broadcast room had already exploded.

[F*ck, the opposite is not a big shot at all! I just went to his live broadcast room to watch. He's just an E-level anchor who has only experienced an instance! He's a newbie! Newbie! It is said that he is a scammer who often deceives people. The anchor must not believe his words!]

[And the name of his live broadcast room is "Integrity First". Bah! Shameless!]

[Yes! E-level anchors can only bring 1,000 points in this instance at most. It is not yet the time for the points settlement in the live broadcast, and even if you kill the opponent, you can't get so many points to buy the props to restrain the ghost babies!]

[Yes, yes. I have seen this Fukang Hospital instance before. As long as the ghost baby dragged someone into this baby room, they would definitely die. The two anchors should not look down on each other; they are all mice that fell into the same pit. At most, one will die first and then the other.]

[The above user's remarks involve the same instance anchor and will only be open to the audience.]

Seeing that his offer didn't seem to impress the other party, the cockscomb head gritted his teeth and said, as if he had lost everything he had earned by his blood and sweat, "I still have the difficult-level prop left over from the previous instance. Although it is only a difficult level, its rarity is very high. Even in the free trade market, it can be sold for at least 30,000 points. If you can really take me out, I am willing to give it to you!"

Wen Jianyan raised his eyebrows and became interested. "Oh? What Prop?"

The cockscomb head took out his mobile phone, opened his backpack, and showed one of the props to Wen Jianyan.

It was a very old-looking toy gun. The turquoise paint has peeled off, revealing a pale plastic handle. There were tanned, dried blood stains near the muzzle, and below was the description of the prop:

[Toy Gun of the Wronged soul (Difficult-level prop in the Orphanage instance), Usage: Fire a bullet that will surely hit and will 100% destroy a target (Utilization times: 1)]

The cockscomb head smiled bitterly, "Actually, my judgment is also wrong. If I had used this item from the beginning, I would not have fallen into this situation now."

Unfortunately, due to his wrong judgment and hesitation, he was dragged to this place by the ghost baby—

Only then did he suddenly realize that the existence of this prop had already become meaningless.

"Toy Gun of the Wronged Soul" could only be used once. Even if this ghost baby was eliminated, he still couldn't escape the fate of being regarded as a mother, and the outcome still couldn't be changed.

He looked hopefully at the young man in front of him.

Wen Jianyan spat out an ambiguous evaluation, "…Not bad."

Now that the most useful things had been delivered, the cockscomb head didn't care anymore and used 1000 points to exchange for a temporary contract in the system store, "If you are really willing to rescue me, I will become your subordinate in this instance. You will be able to draw 20% of my points, and I won't be able to lie to you. Besides, the guarantee of my own life safety will be under the premise that I'll obey all your orders."

Wen Jianyan estimated in his mind.

——The sheep's wool has almost been shaved, and dragging it again will not be very profitable.

Since it's like this, then it can end here.

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes and looked at the other party with regret.

"Do you think these are enough?"

"Or, do you think these are of any use to me?"

The cockscomb head was startled, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

Indeed, these things he provided were only a drop in the bucket for a bigshot who had the means to repel all ghost babies. All his points might be a fraction of the other party's reward for a live broadcast, and the rare Difficult-level prop was just icing on the cake for a senior anchor; they are dispensable.

He had nothing left to trade.

"Although the conditions you offered are not too attractive."

At this moment, the young man's words changed with a smile, "However, I am a good-hearted person, so it is not impossible to help you. Besides, I'm very interested in the information you have now."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and tapped his plump lips with his fingertips, "Well, let's add some extra to this transaction, and then it's a deal."

The cockscomb head's eyes widened, and he looked up at the other party anxiously, "Wh… What?"

"Isn't there Sleeping candy in the D-level store?" The young man said lightly, "Just that."

The number of people who purchased this prop was very small because its usage conditions were too limited and harsh. There were almost no suitable occasions to use it, so the price was low, only five hundred points.

The cockscomb head, who thought that the other party would open his mouth wide like a lion, was stunned.

He stared blankly at the young man in front of him, and there was a hint of surprise and emotion in his eyes.

Only, only this is enough?

This is charity!

This guy is too kind!

In the live broadcast room of the cockscomb head.

[…I bet 50 points, the dog liar on the other side just wanted this item from the beginning.]

[I can bet 100 points with you!]

[Yes, he is E-level. Even if the points are enough, he can't buy props in the D-level store. I guess the other party was going for this Sleeping candy from the beginning.]

[D@mn, a transaction that can be made with 500 points has been raised to this level. It even made our anchor overwhelmed with gratitude and even feel that he was taking advantage…]

[…What a born capitalist! (Slowly leaning back)]

[I'm more curious about what he wants this Sleeping candy for. Even if it makes the ghost babies fall asleep, it can't loosen the umbilical cord… I really don't understand. What is the anchor on the other side trying to do? He doesn't really think that this hip-pulling prop can save both of their lives, right?]

[Sorry guys, I'm very curious, so I'm going to the live room next door! I'll be back later!]

[Me too, wait for me!]

The number of online viewers in the cockscomb head's live broadcast room suddenly dropped, while the number of people online in Wen Jianyan's "Integrity First" live broadcast room began to soar. All the people who came in were curious viewers who wanted to see what the anchor was doing from a first-person perspective.

After confirming the terms, the two pressed their fingerprints on the temporary contract. The yellowed parchment flickered for a moment and instantly turned into a light spot and disappeared, which meant that the transaction was protected by the system and neither party could violate it.

Wen Jianyan opened the interface, and the "Toy Gun of Wronged Soul" and "Sleeping Candy" appeared in the backpack, and a smile quickly crossed his lips.

Well, this transaction was quite pleasant.

Immediately afterward, he clicked on the system store interface, spent 1,000 points, purchased the five-minute opening time of the daily necessities section, and then started a shopping spree.

The cockscomb head's body had reached its limit, and he could only hold up the huge belly that seemed to be swelling. He sat on the spot uneasily, watching the "big shot" who had just made a deal with him, put away his mobile phone, turned around, and walked toward the group of host babies.

He really didn't know, since they had already reached this point, what kind of heavenly means the other party had to let them escape together.

Five minutes later, the young man put the mobile phone back in his pocket, then walked along the umbilical cord around his waist, and accurately found the ghost baby that was entangling him.

"Baby, why didn't you come to find your mother?"

The young man's voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of pampering and reproach.

In an instant, all the ghost babies turned their heads and looked in this direction. The pair of pure black eyes looked terrifying on the huge blue-purple head, staring at the young man in front of them, and firmly locked onto his figure.

Wen Jianyan controlled his expression with his strong psychological quality, his face hardly changing in the slightest.

He bent down to pick up the deformed ghost baby, and let it lie in his arms at a comfortable angle, "Baby, don't you want to spend more time with your mother?"

The blue-purple ghost baby was visibly stunned for a moment, and then, it suddenly eased up and raised its voice hastily.

"Of course!"

It once again embraced Wen Jianyan's arms possessively, staring at its mother with those pure black eyes that occupied a large proportion of its head, its voice surprised and admiring.

"My mom is my favorite!"

"Look, I have already said that my mom is the most gentle, beautiful, and loving mom in the world."

The ghost baby turned its head. Its expression suddenly turned ferocious, revealing its sharp teeth at the other ghost babies who were sneaking up closer.

"This is my mom, you are not allowed to rob him!"

Wen Jianyan embraced the ghost baby and smiled affectionately at it.

"Mom won't go anywhere."

"Mom loves you so much."

The ghost baby pressed its forehead on the young man's chest and looked at him with the eyes of a child's pure admiration and dependence. Although its appearance was terrifying and frightening, almost making people feel goosebumps, the young man didn't seem to notice it at all.

Wen Jianyan took a walk in the baby room with the ghost baby in his arms.

While stroking the ghost baby's gradually solidifying uneven and deformed head, he slowly turned the pages with a gentle smile on his face and whispered the illustration book in the baby's room to it.

As if by magic, he took out toys, brightly-colored candies, and snacks from his pockets, pampering his "child" unconditionally.

Even when the other party ate the candy and started yawning sleepily, he still hugged the ghost baby tightly, shaking it gently while humming a lullaby in a low voice, waiting for it to fall asleep.

In this world, no mother was more competent and gentler than him.

Wen Jianyan hugged the ghost baby who fell asleep after eating the "Sleeping Candy", walked slowly to one of the cradles, leaned down, carefully put it into the cradle, and then gently touched its head.

The young man's expression was very gentle, and affectionate, filled with pure and holy motherhood.

"My dear, go to sleep."

The cockscomb head not far away was stunned. With a ghost-like expression, he stared at the scene in front of him that was beyond human comprehension and common sense. His brain shut down and he could hardly think.

This… this is too… f*cking weird!

He had imagined a hundred ways for this big shot to single out a group of ghost babies, but not a single scene in his mind looked like this!

The audience in the two live broadcast rooms was full of question marks.

[I really don't understand, what is the anchor doing?]

[Does he want the ghost baby to have feelings for him and be reluctant to kill him? But did the anchor forget that the more he does this, the more attached the ghost baby is to him, the more he wants to be with him forever and wants him to give birth to itself… The anchor is just asking for his own death…]

[And it's also a little strange, the ghost baby fell asleep after eating candy, why is he still acting so hard? For whom to see?]

[I'm sorry… although everyone is working hard to discuss the instance, but… why do I feel like my XP[1] has been smashed when I look at the anchor?]

[Aaaaaaahhhh man, long live mommy!]

——Of course, Wen Jianyan acted hard, but not for the ghost baby who was wrapped around him from the very beginning.

After putting the sleeping ghost baby in the crib, he straightened up and turned his head to look behind him.

It was unknown when, but the whole baby room has fallen into a dead silence.

All the ghost babies were motionless and silent, staring in this direction. Their bodies were purple and deformed; some were on the ground, some on the wall, some on the bed, but the only thing they had in common was——

——In the depths of those pure black eyes, there was a flash of extreme desire and envy.

Mother.

Mother.

They had seen screaming, terrified, distressed mothers who struggle frantically, eager to escape from their children, killing them by all means, staying away from them, torturing them.

But they had no complaints or regrets.

Because… this was their mother.

What they loved the most and desired the most was their mother.

The blue-purple ghost babies snuggled up to the human being admiringly, no matter whether the face of the other party was distorted by fear, they were tightly entangled, never to let go.

They stared at the inflated belly of the human being with their pure black eyes carrying morbid happiness and contentment.

Whether it was resentment or fear, what does it matter?

Children were born with their mothers, no matter how bad the mother's attitude was, the child's love for the mother would never waver.

They would always love their mother.

Mom, soon.

The ghost baby showed a smile full of sharp teeth, its face bulging on the human belly, with a fanatical and paranoid attachment, eager to burst out of the other's body.

—We will soon be inseparable forever.

—Together forever.

In the dimly lit baby room, pairs of pure black eyes stared at the young man not far away, and the desire in their eyes seemed to materialize, flowing down from their ugly blue-black faces.

…They had never seen a mother like this since they could remember.

A smiling, beautiful, and gentle mother, who stretched their arms and hugged their child, coddling it with love and pampering, reading to it, singing to it, giving it candy…

It was the kind of mother that only appeared in fairy tales.

So envious.

So envious.

So jealous, so jealous, so jealous…

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked at one of the ghost babies.

The ghost baby's body was much more solid than other ghost babies. A long, wriggling umbilical cord was extending from its body to the play area and was tightly tied to the cockscomb head.

"Oh… poor little one."

Wen Jianyan showed a look of pity, "Your mother has a very bad attitude towards you, otherwise he would not have left you alone in such a far place."

"That kind of person is not worthy of being your mother, all children have the right to be happy."

The young man smiled and stretched out his hand to it, "Do you want to be my child?"

The ghost baby stared at him blankly, looking at the perfect mom of its dream.

The next second, the cockscomb head suddenly found that his inflated belly shrunk little by little like a punctured balloon. The umbilical cord that was wrapped around his body was moved away and turned in the direction of the youth.

Soon, a second umbilical cord was wrapped around the youth's waist again.

His face suddenly turned pale, and a trace of pain flashed across his eyebrows.

"?!"

The cockscomb head suddenly realized what the other party was doing.

No… No way?

Is this anchor crazy?!

This, this is simply a suicidal action!

Although he was now saved… this anchor would surely die! And the speed of his death would be faster and more painful than if he was just wrapped around by one!

Because he would be feeding two ghost babies with his own blood and Qi[2]!

Before the cockscomb head could recover from his overly complicated mood, he saw the young man reaching out to the second ghost baby, "What about you? Do you want to be my child?"

The cockscomb head: "... "

???

Three?

Three?!!

This man doesn't want to live!

Wen Jianyan didn't seem to notice the almost collapsed appearance of the other anchor. Although his face had turned pale, he still maintained that gentle and kind expression.

The upright and handsome facial features showed a different kind of holiness and fragility in the dim light, with a strange power that was almost magical.

He turned his head and sent an invitation to the fourth, fifth, sixth ghost babies…

Each of them couldn't wait to run into the arms of the young man, like moths to a fire, attracted by the irresistible gravity, frantically and eagerly running toward the most perfect mother in their dreams.

"Mom"

"Mom"

"Mom"…

The voice of obsession echoed in the baby room, like some kind of old, frenetic incantation, repeated over and over again by the mouths of evil spirits.

A total of… one hundred and ten.

Wen Jianyan's body was so tightly wrapped that it was almost impossible to see it.

Countless blue-purple ghost babies nestled happily beside him, like babies thrown into the arms of their mothers, unbelievably peaceful.

The scene in front of him was too bizarre.

The cockscomb head was pale and his teeth were chattering. He felt his back was covered in a cold sweat, and the terrifying tremor made him not dare to go forward at all.

Even though he had experienced four instances, he had never seen such a frightening scene.

The other party… must be dead.

No one can be alive while feeding 110 ghost babies at the same time.

The cockscomb head took a step forward timidly.

"Hmm…"

A low hum sounded from the depths of the ghost babies.

The cockscomb head: "!!!!!!"

He abruptly stopped his steps and stepped back in horror.

However, to his surprise, those blue-purple ghost babies began to fade slowly, gradually fading in color.

Even the scalp-tingling umbilical cord began to become transparent and was assimilated into the color of the air little by little.

Soon the horrific sight disappeared.

In the darkness, the young man sat calmly on the ground, with his back against the wall. His head was drooping slightly, his half-length black hair hanging down, and a thick shadow blocking his face.

From the direction of the cockscomb head, he could only vaguely see the other side's beautifully contoured chin and lips.

Although the young man in front of him was still in human form, the cockscomb head couldn't help shuddering. His body was dominated by a strong, instinctive fear, and he couldn't wait to escape.

What happened?

The barrages in the two live broadcast rooms fell into a dead silence. No audience spoke. They just stared at this absurd, bizarre, and unexplainable scene in front of them whose probability was so small that there was no possibility at all.

Exactly… What's going on?!

"Hmm."

The young man hummed again, his shoulders moved, and he slowly raised his head.

The half-length black hair spread out from his face with his movements, revealing an extremely pale, dead-like face.

His long eyelashes trembled, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

There was no whiteness in the pure black eyes, the ghostly aura in the bottom of the eyes was deep, and the blue-purple lines appeared and disappeared.

Wen Jianyan shook his head, then closed and opened his eyes.

The cold blue-purple faded, and the pupils became black and white again, but the original amber pupils now turned into a very deep pure black, as if the abyss which could not be penetrated by the light, and the vortex attracted all existences to sink into it.

"You…you…"

The cockscomb's voice was trembling and nervous, like a chicken strangled by its neck, "Are you still human?"

"…Not quite."

Wen Jianyan's voice was hoarse and his breathing was somewhat unstable.

——Compared to a human, he was actually closer to a ghost now, and he was almost hanging on the line between life and death. As long as he took one step forward, he would die completely.

He leaned against the wall and sighed deeply after surviving a disaster.

After Wen Jianyan entered the baby room, the "Flower of Delusion" in the backpack which was developed successfully at some point, took effect automatically when the anchor's life was threatened. And as he talked to the cockscomb head, an introduction to these "ghost babies" popped up.

After reading it, Wen Jianyan immediately realized that he had made a mistake in his judgment.

He should have figured out a way to get the ghost baby away when it first got entangled with him, instead of waiting until now to be brought here, deep into the ghost baby's base camp.

Even if he had a way to get rid of a ghost baby now, he would still end up being a host mother for them to parasitize.

Should he let them kill each other?

No.

This idea was quickly rejected by Wen Jianyan.

There will always be a victor in the ghost babies, and he will still die at that time.

Wen Jianyan forced himself to calm down and read the information given about the ghost baby carefully again.

Again and again.

Look for it, the way must be hidden between the lines.

Calm down, after all, it's not that you haven't encountered this type of desperate situation before.

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan found something.

Unlike the previous plaster statue, this time, for the monster "Ghost Baby", the introduction did not mention its weaknesses, but instead described their characteristics and killing methods in a great length, including how they use Yin Qi[3] to modify the mother so that the human body can give birth to them.

So… is it possible that their weakness was hiding in it?

As a fraudster, Wen Jianyan learned how to look beyond the frame long ago. Only by jumping out of the rules can you break them and get the most benefit.

He stared at the detailed introduction, and a strange and adventurous method slowly formed in his mind—if it wasn't successful, it would be death at most, but if it was successful…

The benefits brought by this move would be unimaginable.

Since there was no way out, it was better to fight to win or die.

The cockscomb head swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty and slowly. Although his heart was still full of fear, curiosity prevailed, and he asked cautiously, "Just now, what happened just now?"

Wen Jianyan held the wall with one hand, struggling to prop himself up, his body swaying slightly.

"The ghost baby was formed from the resentment of an unborn child who had an unparalleled desire for the mother's existence. After parasitizing the mother's body, it will assimilate the mother's body with its own Yin Qi, making it a hotbed for its own birth."

The young man raised his eyes. The dim, pale light outside the window fell on his face, and the light and shadow cared up his face, making his complexion look paler and paler. His eyes were pitch-black, almost making him a bit spooky.

His eyes fell on the lower abdomen of the cockscomb head which was still swollen just a moment ago. He combined the conclusions he had drawn from the "Flowers of Delusion", conjectured up the deductions based on this, and spoke in an extremely calm tone:

"If the Yin Qi in the ghost baby is 10, then in order to grow up in the mother's body, it must make the Yin Qi of the mother's body reach 10—you should have experienced this process yourself just now; little by little, your body transforming into a perfect container for the fetus."

The cockscomb head got goosebumps on his whole body under the other party's gaze, and couldn't help but secretly took a half step back.

Under the gaze of the young man, the abdomen that was no longer bulging seemed to start to ache again, giving the illusion that it was still tightly wrapped by the umbilical cord.

"Of course, to conceive two ghost babies, you need 20 Yin Qi, and so on…"

Wen Jianyan said in a calm tone.

In the "Integrity First" live broadcast room.

[…F*ck.]

[I understood aaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!]

[This is too scary!]

[This… Is this a f*cking bug?]

[I don't care about the live broadcast room… but won't he crash the entire instance by doing this?]

Unlike the audience, the face of the cockscomb head showed a more dazed look. He felt like what the other party said was beyond his comprehension. His brain seemed to be frozen, unable to turn, and there was absolutely no way to figure out the meaning hidden in the depths of the words.

Wen Jianyan said patiently, "If there are a hundred ghost babies and they choose the same human being as their mother, then the human body will need 1,000 Yin Qi to give birth to all the ghost babies."

The cockscomb head opened his mouth, his face full of doubts, "But, but, in the end, don't you have to give birth to all the ghost babies? Won't you still be dead?"

Wen Jianyan smiled slightly, "Do you think that a human being with 1,000 Yin Qi can still be counted as a human?"

The cockscomb head, "This…"

The young man has stood up straight now, his voice still calm:

"The most important thing is, now my Yin Qi has become 1000, but a single ghost baby's is still 10."

He raised his bloodless thin lips and smiled gently, but that pale face, inexplicably gave a very strong sense of danger and terror:

"Guess what happens when the power balance between the mother body and the ghost baby reaches such a disparity?"

The screen of the mobile phone in the young man's pocket lit up.

"ID Card" had already become distorted.

On the screen of the mobile phone, a bit of thick scarlet blood smeared out.

[The anchor's identity has been changed: Mother of Ghost Babies]

[Remaining Survival Time: ? ? ? ]

[Plot Modification: 63% Reward points: 50,000]

[Ding! It has been detected that the plot modification has reached the threshold, and the instance is now undergoing uncontrollable changes!]

[The new plot is opening…]

[The new form of the instance is being unlocked…]

Wen Jianyan spread his arms between the light and shadow, behind the slender and tall figure, the endless huge shadows wriggled, as if an invisible abyss whose limits couldn't be seen.

He smiled even more:

"Now, I am their mother, and they obey me."