Chapter 75

A person shouldn't be carrying four blood bars on their head.

If it were four lives, those four blood bars should be the same length; what the hell is three short and one long?

【10/10】

【10/10】

【30/30】

【218/274】

Good news: the only three full blood bars in the house are all stacked on my own head.

Bad news: I've got four blood bars stacked on my head?

"That longest bar that isn't full should be me; the remaining three are……"

Feng Mu's expression shifted unpredictably between dark and clear, and he let out a sentence from between his teeth,

"【Iron Eater】, 【Blood Frenzy】, 【Grand Feast】 — is it you guys?"

Naturally, there was no response; the restroom held only the sound of Feng Mu talking to himself, and the panel on his retina remained undisturbed, perfectly calm.

Before, Feng Mu only occasionally suspected the 【Traits】 were sinister, as if alive; now, he didn't need to suspect anymore — solid, hard proof was printed right on top of his head.

Question: When would a person gain extra blood bars?

Answer: When pregnant!

"So I'm currently pregnant with triplets." Feng Mu muttered to himself; after a chill ran down his spine and his hair stood on end, it all transformed into a gloomy killing intent.

"Fine then; I'll let you gestate inside me. I want to see when you'll be born, how you'll be born, and what you'll look like when you're born."

Feng Mu's pupils were a dim blood-red; he looked at the mirror, as if speaking to himself, yet also as if speaking to them,

"Since you're inside your dad, you'd better behave and listen obediently, be your dad's good sons; otherwise, don't blame dad for strangling you the moment you're born!"

Still no response, but for some reason — maybe his eyes were playing tricks — Feng Mu felt the three short blood bars on his head seem to tremble slightly all at once.

After staring at the mirror for a while longer, Feng Mu finally closed the 【Blood Bar Ghost Eye】 and returned to his own bedroom.

"I just turned 18 and I already have to experience the worries of being a father? To be a good villain BOSS, I've really paid too much on the road to growth."

Feng Mu felt a surge of emotion deep inside; this first-time experience of 'joyously becoming a dad' in two lifetimes truly struck the depths of his soul.

"Go to the hospital and check on Feng Ju."

Feng Mu sighed, his expression growing even graver — not because he was worried Feng Ju would die, but because from Feng Ju's current unknown fate, he associated it with parenting philosophy.

Loving education for one's son must start with training from before birth; otherwise, when they grow up they're liable to kill their father to prove their Dao. He must take Feng Ju as a warning and absolutely avoid following in his footsteps.

His phone vibrated again; it was Feng Yuhuai calling.

Feng Mu narrowed his eyes, put his phone back on silent, changed his clothes and stuffed them into his pocket, tidied up the bedroom, and only then walked out unhurriedly.

As he walked out, he crushed the large black core and shoved it into his mouth.

According to Area 1's account, the large black core is an aggregate of small black cores, with no additives mixed in — just some high-tech processing.

The process and principles are very complex; Area 1 doesn't understand them either. The instruments in the briefcase count as the E Corpse Teaching's most cutting-edge invention in recent years, fusing the crystallized wisdom of countless talents within the E Corpse Teaching.

Feng Mu was willing to believe a dead man's dying words; his inherently kind nature just made him too easy to trust others. If he got poisoned to death in a bit, he'd be forced to use 【Transplant Death Twin】 to revive.

Area 1 indeed didn't lie; half of the 44 Agents luckily got their lives back tonight.

Fortunately, they fundamentally didn't know Death had brushed past them; otherwise, high or low, they'd have to go kowtow at Area 1's grave.

【Detected Netherworld Nine Abysses Calamity Resentment Iron, Edible!】

【Consume?】

【Open Idle Consumption Slot?】

Feng Mu had already swallowed it down his stomach, yet the system was still stupidly asking; it seemed a bit lacking in human understanding.

But this lack of human understanding was quite to Feng Mu's liking; at least he didn't have to worry about the system growing a blood bar of its own one day — that would be too terrifying.

【Consume!】

【Open!】

Feng Mu thought in his heart, and at the same time sincerely thanked the E Corpse Teaching's high technology, which let him directly skip the fragments of Netherworld Nine Abysses Calamity Resentment Iron and directly consume the complete Netherworld Nine Abysses Calamity Resentment Iron.

The E Corpse Teaching are good people.

【Destiny】 may look down on you guys, but that's 【Destiny】 misjudging; don't feel wronged — in the future, I, Feng Mu, will definitely receive you with the highest standard of hospitality.

【Consumption Progress↑】

【Consumption Progress↑】

【Consumption Progress↑】

【Consumption Slot 2: Netherworld Nine Abysses Calamity Resentment Iron (5/100%)】

The palm-sized large black core was crushed by Feng Mu in the time it took to go downstairs, and more than half of it was swallowed whole into his stomach.

Then came an extremely intense feeling of fullness, belatedly pressing against his stomach; he couldn't stuff a single bit more in.

Feng Mu was used to the fullness; although it felt uncomfortable he could endure it: "Crap, ate too much at once, but I also didn't expect that just half a palm-sized piece would make my stomach feel like it was filled up?"

"Should I induce vomiting to get some out? Won't I mutate into an E Corpse by tomorrow morning?"

In the end, Feng Mu didn't induce vomiting; he'd been paying close attention to his dietary balance recently, so a single binge shouldn't be a big problem.

Then, he put the remaining half piece of large black core back in his pocket, stored in an iron box.

The iron box wasn't big; it was something the original body used to hold miscellaneous little items. Feng Mu used it to hold the large black core, which can shield against the black core detection device's detection.

The intelligence likewise came from the pre-death exchange with Area 1.

"Half a large black core provides 5% consumption progress; there are ten-odd pieces in the briefcase, wouldn't that mean….."

Riding on his bicycle, Feng Mu's mouth corners rose uncontrollably; the situation's progress seemed far smoother than he had anticipated.

Especially since the consumption progress of Netherworld Nine Abysses Calamity Resentment Iron rose more than ten times faster than pig iron did back then; when it comes down to it, he still has to thank the E Corpse Teaching for aggregating the small black cores into large black cores, saving him from having to swallow and digest them one small black core at a time.

"In 10 days or 20 days, I'll be able to absorb the characteristics of Netherworld Nine Abysses Calamity Resentment Iron?"

Feng Mu's back molars were aching with laughter; he could barely resist skipping straight to twenty days later to see the result — he couldn't wait even a single second, okay.

Creak creak creak——

The bicycle wheels couldn't pull off a single montage that warps time; they still just kept turning circle after circle, carrying him over the ground, dragging Feng Mu's drifting train of thought back to the hospital gate.

The night-shift security guard stopped Feng Mu — a piece-of-junk bicycle like this wasn't allowed to enter the hospital.

Feng Mu parked and locked the bicycle outside the gate, walked into the hospital, followed the signs toward the Emergency Building, and along the way saw quite a few Patrol Bureau blue-white cars.

Blood stained the seats of several open car doors, and a few constables leaning against the doors smoking all had their brows tightly locked.

Feng Mu gave a sidelong glance, put on the same expression, and rushed hurriedly into the building.

Fourth floor — the red lights outside a row of operating rooms were all lit; the corridor was full of constables, and a youth with an aquiline nose stood with arms crossed, his face dark and overcast.

Li Shang and Chang Erbing clustered around that youth, muttering quietly to each other.

Feng Mu didn't look further; he headed for the operating room doorway — Wang Xiuli was slumped sitting at the operating room doorway, her face streaked with tears; Feng Yuhuai sat on the chair beside her, the usual pride gone from her face, a picture of utter bewilderment.

Feng Mu stared at the red light on the door, his heart a jumble of mixed feelings; he thought that tomorrow he'd have to check the bookstore for prenatal-education books or the like — he absolutely refused to become a father who gets "gaga'd" like Feng Ju.

Him and the three sons inside him — from now on they simply had to be father-kind, sons-filial!

Feng Mu sighed, crouched on the ground, gently helped Wang Xiuli up onto the chair, then asked in a blank yet worried tone: "How's Dad? He won't have any trouble, will he?"

……..

(End of Chapter)