Chapter 1357: The Descent of the Holy Son

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"Taiping... Heavenly Kingdom?"

Miss Luo Quan almost thought she had misheard. With a face full of suspicion, she asked, "Your Pope wouldn't happen to have the surname Hong, would he?"

"How did you know!" Self-Sufficiency Under the Li Tree revealed a pleasantly surprised smile. "He does indeed have the surname Hong. His full name, 'The Perfect Strategy Revealed in the Flood,' translates to Noah in the language of the Divine Protection Federation.

However, I must correct you on one point: Noah is not the Pope, but the Heavenly Brother, the second son of the Heavenly Father. His status is second only to the Heavenly Father, the Holy Son, and yourself."

"Pah, who would acknowledge this self-proclaimed Heavenly Brother?"

The group of ambassadors nearby immediately began to curse.

In their view, not labeling these believers of the Great Peace Dynasty as heretics was already being very generous to them.

Yet, this "Perfect Strategy Revealed in the Flood" actually dared to claim the title of Heavenly Brother; it was simply wild, delusional talk!

However, since they were all believers in the Heavenly Father, the other ambassadors only cursed to themselves; their voices were not loud, and no one openly jumped out to oppose it.

After all, this matter had been acknowledged by many churches of the Heavenly Father faith back in the day.

This was a historical legacy issue; the acknowledgment at the time was due to various circumstances, and now, wanting to correct it had become incredibly difficult.

"In any case, I don't really like going on long journeys. If the believers of the Great Peace Dynasty must see me, they can lock onto my livestream channel. My streaming frequency is quite high. Set a 'Special Concern' notification, and it won't be long before you can see me."

After suppressing the urge to roast the Heavenly Brother's name, Miss Luo Quan politely declined the other party's invitation.

Self-Sufficiency Under the Li Tree had long guessed this would be the result, so their expression was not surprised.

However, the regret was certainly very real. After all, if they had truly invited the Holy Mother, the Great Peace Dynasty would have possessed the Holy Mother, the Holy Son, and the Heavenly Brother. In that case, could the "gold content" of any other Heavenly Father believers in the entire universe compare to theirs?!

As for the matter of "holding the Son of Heaven to command the vassals," some of the Heavenly Kings in the dynasty had indeed had such thoughts, but they were all refuted by the Heavenly Brother, Noah.

Noah was, after all, the Holy Son's younger brother in the public eye; he certainly had to protect the safety and face of his own family.

On the other hand, Miss Luo Quan's identity was also quite special.

If they truly put her under house arrest, it would not only drive the Divine Protection Federation mad, but the Holy Tang Heavenly Dynasty would also react violently.

By then, the entire Universal Civilization might come to attack them.

The Great Peace Dynasty wasn't necessarily afraid, but they definitely couldn't win.

Once two universe-level civilizations went to war, the consequences would be very severe; mutual destruction was almost the only ending.

The Great Peace Dynasty could not afford such losses, so as long as Miss Luo Quan went, she would certainly receive excellent treatment, and there would be no need to worry about her personal safety; she would be sent back exactly as she arrived.

Unfortunately, Miss Luo Quan did not intend to go, but she had at least provided a solution.

Although the method of venerating the Holy Mother via livestream sounded a bit unreliable, there was no other way. Hopefully, the Holy Mother would be a bit more serious during the livestreams and display the demeanor of a mother of the world.

In her previous livestreams, she always felt the comments in the chat were a bit presumptuous; calling her "Holy Mother" with their mouths, but treating her as their wife in their hearts.

And among these wild-calling comments, there was a significant number of believers shouting, "Mom, I love you," with every breath.

This was simply too blasphemous!

In the past, each one would have been an extraordinary heretic, requiring a heavy-handed crackdown.

One can only say that the times are developing too fast, public morals are declining, and even the Holy Mother has become so rebellious...

Self-Sufficiency Under the Li Tree lowered their head and sighed. Miss Luo Quan saw this and thought they were sighing because of her refusal.

If she knew this guy's true thoughts, she would probably immediately call the guards to throw them out of the conference room.

"That's all for today; I'm a bit sleepy."

Miss Luo Quan supported her forehead with her right hand and yawned.

Everyone then remembered that Miss Luo Quan was currently in a state of impending labor. Being able to spare a few minutes to see them at this time was already giving them a lot of face.

To ask for more would be to be tactless.

Thus, this remote chat ended.

On the other side, the trending searches were already flooded with news that she was about to give birth to the Holy Son.

Countless believers came to the Holy Mother's Summer Palace, holding hands and praying.

This was actually a tradition from a long time ago. Back then, technology was not advanced, and giving birth was a quite dangerous matter for a mother; hemorrhaging and difficult labor were relatively common accidents.

And the Holy Mother's pregnancy cycle was shorter than that of ordinary women, and the process of giving birth was even more perilous.

Therefore, believers would pray devoutly for her at this time.

In any case, whether it was the prayer that had an effect or not, from ancient times to the present, no Holy Mother had ever sacrificed her life because of giving birth to a Holy Son.

Even if they truly encountered dangerous situations, they would always turn danger into safety in the end.

It is hard to say that the believers' efforts played no part in this. Over time, gathering to pray for blessings before the Holy Mother gave birth to the Holy Son had become a tradition for the believers of the Dawn Church.

Of course, with the current technology of the Universe, even if Miss Luo Quan truly died, there would be plenty of ways to save her.

And the greater probability was that these high-tech devices wouldn't even be needed.

Given Miss Luo Quan's physical fitness, this should be a smooth, simple, and quick delivery.

And just as Miss Luo Quan was patiently waiting for her dilation, her group of friends and family had already passed through the portal and arrived in the Universe.

Wen Xia and the others were not here for the first time, but her mother and father were.

However, because they had been told about the existence of the Universe beforehand, they were able to accept all the strange sights before them.

The first thing her mother did after entering the hospital room was to reach under her daughter's quilt and feel around.

It was mainly to check if the fetal position was correct, and then ask if her daughter's stomach hurt.

"Don't say it, it seemed fine just a moment ago, but now that you mention it, it really does hurt a bit."

Miss Luo Quan smiled and frowned, feeling a wave of discomfort coming from her belly.

However, she did not realize the severity of the problem at this moment, only feeling that such minor pain was not worth mentioning.

Seeing her daughter's smiling appearance, Aunt Luo Ni also smiled: "It's fine, pain is normal. If you really can't stand it, call the nurse to give you a painkiller injection later."

"I'm not that delicate. Your daughter has an incredibly good body; this minor pain is nothing."

Miss Luo Quan waved her hand, indicating she didn't need such things at all.

Having been through it, Aunt Luo Ni heard her daughter's confident words, suppressed her laughter, nodded, and prepared to watch the show.

After the family sat around Miss Luo Quan for a while, they left one after another.

Mainly because there didn't seem to be anything left to say at a time like this; after all, except for Aunt Luo Ni and Mia, no one else had given birth.

Without experience, there was naturally nothing to pay attention to.

And even if they had given birth, they couldn't summarize too many lessons, as every mother might face different situations.

So it was better to leave time for Miss Luo Quan to rest quietly. Only by conserving her energy would she have the strength to give birth; after all, once the pre-labor contractions started, it would be very difficult for her to sleep again.

After everyone left, Miss Luo Quan called out to her daughter a few times, but received no response.

Perhaps because she was about to be born, her daughter had entered some kind of state, so she couldn't respond to her for the time being.

After all, her daughter was the Holy Son; it was normal for some special situations to occur at the time of birth.

Just after sending her family away, people from the Dawn Church came by again.

However, they didn't explain too much; after all, the medical environment in the hospital room was excellent enough. They just left a message: "If there's a problem, find us anytime," and then left.

Time reached the evening, and Miss Luo Quan drank some hot porridge, wanting to alleviate the contractions coming from her belly.

Wen Xia was watching a variety show on the hospital bed next to her, nominally there to keep her company, but actually just slacking off openly.

"Hahaha, the variety shows in the Universe are too outrageous. Letting a son chase his own best friend—the directors really have an imagination."

Miss Luo Quan was laughing from ear to ear on the side. She was just about to open her mouth to roast it, but was quickly rendered speechless by the suddenly intensifying abdominal pain.

It had begun; this was the pre-labor contraction her mother had spoken of.

It is said that some pregnant women have been in pain for two full days without giving birth, being in so much pain they fainted, and even faced life-threatening danger.

Miss Luo Quan now had some understanding; this thing was indeed a bit hard to handle when it hurt.

Actually, the pre-labor contractions had already started in the afternoon, but the intensity wasn't high at the time, and Miss Luo Quan hadn't taken it to heart at all.

However, as it slowly reached the evening, the intensity of the abdominal pain began to increase, and it went up a level every few minutes.

When the time reached the early morning hours, the pain value of the pre-labor contractions had reached its maximum.

Miss Luo Quan was now hissing and drawing in cold air from the pain. She had never dreamed that this thing could be so painful.

Her constitution was no longer what it used to be, and her pain tolerance was unknown how many times stronger than an ordinary person's, yet even so, she was drenched in sweat and wanted to cry several times.

If an ordinary person encountered this, she really didn't know what it would be like.

"Damn, I bragged too much."

Miss Luo Quan's pretty face trembled slightly. She stretched out her hand and drew circles on her belly, wanting to alleviate the pain.

But she was afraid of using too much force and hurting her daughter inside.

This kind of "scratching an itch through a boot" force was naturally completely ineffective. After rubbing for a long time, it still hurt just the same.

At this time, Wen Xia walked over and asked with great concern: "Luoluo, you're sweating so much. Is it starting to hurt?"

"A little, but it's no big problem."

Miss Luo Quan swallowed her bitterness. Even though she was twitching from the pain, she still squeezed out a smile, pretending that nothing was happening.

"What are you pretending for with me? The sheets have been crumpled into this shape by you, and you still say it doesn't hurt?"

Wen Xia smiled and pointed at the messy sheets under Miss Luo Quan, mercilessly exposing her lie.

"Fine, it really hurts a lot." Seeing she couldn't hide it, Miss Luo Quan immediately nodded and said with a crying tone: "No, it's not 'a lot,' it's really damn painful. I feel like I'm going to die from the pain."

"Hahaha, it's not that bad. The doctor said as long as this bed doesn't break, you're not in life-threatening danger. As for the current situation, it just means the pain is a normal phenomenon; just endure it and it will pass."

Wen Xia wiped the sweat from Miss Luo Quan's forehead with a towel and said with a smile: "But seeing you looking so miserable, I'd better call the doctor and see if you can be sent to the delivery room."

"Thank you so much, call the doctor quickly." Miss Luo Quan said, then fiercely squeezed the white sheets under her again, and then let out a gasp with a twitching voice.

"Dr. Zhao, could you please come over?"

Wen Xia pressed the orange button on the head of the bed and shouted into the speaker.

Ten seconds later, Dr. Zhao walked into the hospital room with two nurses.

"What's wrong?" Dr. Zhao was still wearing a white coat, clearly not having rested yet. As soon as she entered, she asked about the condition directly.

"It hurts so much, I can't stand it anymore. Is it time to give birth?"

Miss Luo Quan asked through gritted teeth. At this time, she could no longer speak in a normal tone.

If she didn't grit her teeth hard, she could only speak in a faint, breathless voice.

"Wait a moment, let me check first."

Dr. Zhao directly lifted the quilt and then spread Miss Luo Quan's two long legs.

At this moment, Miss Luo Quan couldn't care about shame or not; it was a female doctor anyway, and she was in so much pain she couldn't think too much, just wanting to solve the trouble in front of her quickly.

After ten seconds, Dr. Zhao put the quilt down and said with a smile: "You haven't even dilated half a finger yet; it's still very early. If the Holy Mother really can't stand it, I can arrange a C-section for you."

"No C-section, I want a natural birth." Miss Luo Quan raised her hand and rejected Dr. Zhao's proposal.

"Then how about a painkiller injection?" Dr. Zhao proposed a second plan.

"Is the effect significant? Will there be side effects for the baby?"

"The effect is there, but how good it is varies from person to person. As for side effects, I can only say they are negligible and can be ignored."

"Then forget it." Miss Luo Quan shook her head again. "I'll endure it a bit more; maybe I'll get used to it in a while."

"Then drink more hot water. You've sweated so much and need to replenish fluids in time."

After Dr. Zhao finished giving instructions, she left with the nurses.

Miss Luo Quan and Wen Xia looked at each other, one with a bitter smile, the other between laughing and crying.

"You really have the mettle of a mother, rejecting both plans. If it were me, I would have probably just had a C-section."

Wen Xia poured a glass of hot water for Miss Luo Quan and said with emotion.

"Some things, you'll understand after you become a mother. Saying these things now will only make you feel like it's all chicken soup for the soul."

Miss Luo Quan took the water glass, originally wanting to say something like: "Motherly love is great, no need to say more."

However, Wen Xia didn't have the experience to understand this passage, and would probably only think she was spouting chicken soup, so she didn't try to persuade her.

After a glass of hot water went down, Miss Luo Quan felt a little better.

At least the dry mouth after dehydration was alleviated a lot.

As for the pre-labor contractions, after less than half a minute of relief, they immediately returned to their previous level, making Miss Luo Quan grimace in pain. ===== CHAPTER 1358 =====