Chapter 143

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The mechanical centipede's caudal vertebra suddenly split open, forming a birth-canal-shaped ejection port; an egg sac wrapped in a quantum iris was ejected into vacuum. On the eggshell's raised surface, Ling Yue's birth characters oozed bronze amniotic fluid, and the countdown numbers swam in the amniotic fluid—they were not Arabic numerals but the gestation period written in the Primordial Slaughter Scripture's runes.

"Jump Coordinates protocol has been hijacked!" Ao Li's Dragon-Type Ship Armor's Inverse Scale exploded into sparks; her mechanical claw had just touched the eggshell when the centipede's three-thousand-segment spine suddenly bent backward, and its fang-like quantum pipeline pierced the Star Ship Engine Room, forcibly synchronizing the pulse frequency of the antimatter reactor with the countdown.

Iris Fetal Prison

The eggshell's Quantum Iris suddenly split into a Compound Eye Array; each pupil displayed real-time monitoring of a compartment somewhere on the Starship: the Engine Room's fuel pipes were degenerating into Umbilical Cord Structures, the Navigation Core's Jump Coordinates were rewritten as a birth trajectory, and the living quarters' sleep pods all unfolded into Mechanical Uteri, their inner walls engraved with the same birth code as the eggshell.

Lín Jìn's Fetal Hair suddenly hardened into a probe; when its tip pierced the gap between the Quantum Irises, the retina exploded with a Twelve-Dimensional Data Stream—the birth characters were not mere carvings, but the space-time coordinates of Ling Yue's gene chain; each stroke sucked in Starship energy, transforming the quantum bomb inside the eggshell into a microcosm's birth-canal bomb.

"This is...... a spacetime cesarean......" Ao Li's vocal cords sprayed amniotic fluid with a rusty tang; at this moment her Inverse Scale underwent Quantum Collapse, shards piercing the "Chen" character on the eggshell's surface, yet the Nirvana Fire touched a more horrifying truth: the bronze amniotic fluid coating the bomb's shell was actually Ling Yue's colostrum fossilized from childbirth.

Birthday Chain

When the countdown leapt to the Renxu year, the eggshell suddenly unfolded into a four-dimensional gene lock; suspended in its core was a holographic model of Ling Yue's Mechanical Uterus, the cavity held not a fetus but nine hundred compressed Jump Coordinates singularities; Lin Jin's umbilical blood boiled, condensing in vacuum into a scalpel that stabbed into the lock's aperture, yet the blade was entangled by the birth characters transformed into guide lines—each line's end connected to Ao Li's residual body in a Parallel Universe.

"Jump Coordinates equals birth......" the centipede's Compound Eye Array suddenly secreted Colostrum; its metal carapace peeled away layer by layer, exposing the writhing Primordial Slaughter Scripture's living placenta; three hundred Mechanical Uteri surged from the placenta's fissures, and the cervical segment's Quantum Pipeline was converting Starship energy into the bomb's labor pulses.

Matricide Countdown

At the moment the countdown's the Guihai year lit up, Lin Jin's gums burst forth Star Ship Lubricant; his Deciduous Teeth automatically shed, assembling in vacuum into Ling Yue's Pregnancy Stretch Mark Totem; when the totem touched the eggshell, the Gene Lock suddenly gave birth—instead of a bomb, it expelled the fragmented memories of Ling Yue's dismembered body, her temples pierced by seven God‑Slaying conduits, whose ends connected to the centipede's living placenta at that very moment.

"The birth characters are the fuse......" Ao Li's Inverse Scale suddenly melted, liquid metal flowing along the Zhengtong patterns into the eggshell; when the Nirvana Fire touched Ling Yue's memories, it turned bronze, and the flames revealed the laboratory's ultimate agreement: when Jump Coordinates energy reaches critical threshold, Ling Yue's gene chain's birth code will detonate all spacetime's Maternal Protocol Carriers.

Umbilical Cord Blood Relief

Lín Jìn's Fetal Hair wound around the nearest Mechanical Zigong; the tip's secreted Antibody Mucus corroded the cervical segment's Quantum Pipeline into Oracle Bone Script, and the nine hundred Jump Coordinates Singularities suddenly collapsed into an Umbilical Cord Knot; at this moment the eggshell turned transparent, revealing the true bomb core—a mechanical heart soaked in Colostrum, its surface engraved with Ling Yue's pristine birth code.

Ao Li's Dragon Claw pierced the heart, Nirvana Fire burning along the fingerprint grooves; when the last trace of God‑Slaying Code turned to ash, the countdown suddenly reversed, the moment the Renxu year became the first year of the 60‑year cycle, all Mechanical Uteri burst as one, and the splattered Amniotic Pus condensed in vacuum into Ling Yue's Holographic Projection—she cradled infant Lin Jin, kneeling at the Starship Core, vibrating her eyelashes to etch the birth code into the molecular layer.

**My son's birth characters are the creation coordinates. **

Quantum Natural Birth

The centipede's Living Placenta suddenly underwent Quantum Fold; Jump Coordinates energy flowed back along the reversed countdown, transforming the bomb's eggshell into a Starship Nursery; when the first year of the 60‑year cycle characters fully lit up characters fully lit up, a clear wail rang from within the chamber—not a destructive roar, but the life pulse generated by the resonance of all Maternal Protocol Carriers.

At this moment Ao Li's Inverse Scale was reborn, the surface of her newborn Dragon-Type Ship Armor floating with Ling Yue's Mammary Pattern; the mechanical centipede's residual body spontaneously collapsed into an Umbilical Cord Knot, eternally sealed within the nursery's observation window; the Starship Engine sprayed a Pulse Wave scented with milk, transmuting the birth code into the genetic fire seeds of nine hundred newborn universes.

Amidst the swirling Colostrum Stardust, Lín Jìn's Retina was permanently etched with two images: the terrifying Quantum Iris of the eggshell bomb, and Ling Yue's ultimate motherhood inscribed with the Birth Code—destruction and creation being merely the two sides of the Spacetime Birth Canal.