Chapter 161: Cheng You and the Mechanical Dog

After Cheng Feng learned of Cai'er's feelings, he began to waver in his heart regarding when to inject Cai'er with the Super Serum, but he still decided to temporarily suppress this thought and observe for a while longer.

Cai'er had once indicated that she herself was also nearing that threshold, and Cheng Feng expressed his willingness to wait. Recalling the pain experienced when injecting the Super Serum, Cheng Feng still felt lingering fear. If she reached the level of Integrated Qi Strength, he worried that Cai'er might not be able to endure such agony.

At this very moment, Cheng Feng's gaze fell upon the figures of the many women in the household actively practicing martial arts, and a sense of joy surged in his heart involuntarily.

For these past few days, the Cheng Mansion had been in a state of tension and anticipation. The reason was none other than the fact that these days marked the due date for the last pregnant woman in the Cheng Mansion. For this new life about to arrive, the entire Cheng Mansion was filled with expectation and hope.

As early as a few days ago, everyone had already made full preparations. Everyone knew what they were supposed to do, and everything appeared so orderly. Now, the critical moment had finally arrived, and everyone was standing by in full readiness.

Sure enough, as expected, not two days later, Lian Niang's belly began to show reactions. In an instant, the entire Cheng Mansion was plunged into a flurry of activity. Some people quickly went to fetch a doctor, while others hurried to find a midwife. Everyone performed their respective duties, their movements skillful and swift.

During this process, there was not the slightest bit of panic or nervousness. On the contrary, everyone appeared very calm and composed. After all, they had experienced such scenes too many times, and they knew the procedures by heart.

Inside the delivery room, Lian Niang's voice carried a hint of exhaustion yet remained firm; every breath seemed to be synchronized with the midwife's guidance, and their cooperation was tense yet orderly.

Outside the door, Cheng Feng was like an ant on a hot pan, anxiously rubbing his hands together, his eyes fixed intently on the tightly closed door before him, as if he wanted to see through that thin wooden door and perceive everything happening inside.

Although he was now the father of several children, he still felt an irrepressible sense of nervousness when facing a newly born life.

After all, Lian Niang's delivery was not only about the arrival of a brand-new life, but was also closely linked to the Lucky Bag draw.

At the thought of this, Cheng Feng's heartbeat grew increasingly rapid, and fine beads of sweat began to seep from his forehead. He prayed silently: Heaven bless us, please ensure the child is born safely! If, if by any chance some accident occurs... No, he could not continue thinking like that! It would be fine, it would definitely be safe and sound!

"Push harder, Madam, the child is almost out!" The midwife's voice was full of encouragement, her hands pressing gently on Lian Niang's protruding abdomen, every movement appearing so cautious.

Lian Niang gritted her teeth, sweat sliding down her cheeks, but she did not give up; she knew she could not shrink back at this moment.

Lian Niang's hands gripped the bedsheets beneath her tightly, as if she wanted to concentrate all her strength into this moment.

"Ah—" A long cry escaped Lian Niang's lips, a sound filled with pain and resilience, but even more so with a longing for life.

Just at this moment, a faint cry came from within the delivery room; although the sound was weak, to Cheng Feng's ears, it was like the music of heaven.

"Congratulations to Master Cheng, it is a girl, both mother and daughter are safe!" The midwife's voice came from inside the door, carrying a hint of exhaustion but even more joy.

Upon hearing this, the stone in Cheng Feng's heart finally landed. He hurriedly pushed open the door and rushed into the delivery room. He saw Lian Niang lying on the bed with a pale face, but her eyes were sparkling with the radiance of maternal love.

In her arms, she held a newborn baby; the infant's skin was rosy, and a pair of eyes were curiously examining this strange world.

Cheng Feng walked to the bedside and gently took Lian Niang's hand. His eyes were filled with gratitude and tenderness, as if he wanted to convey all his love to her.

"Lian Niang, you've worked hard." Cheng Feng comforted Lian Niang.

Lian Niang smiled slightly, shook her head, and said, "It's not hard work, as long as the child is safe, that is enough."

Ever since they learned of Cheng Feng's attitude toward children—that there was no such thing as favoring boys over girls—all the women felt relieved.

The women also gathered around one after another, looking at the newest member of the Cheng Mansion, their faces beaming with joyful smiles.

The delivery room was filled with laughter and cheer, and the moonlight outside the door seemed to have become even gentler.

"Master, give the child a name!" Lian Niang said weakly.

"Don't worry, I have had a draft for a long time. 'The noble man is leisurely, pure and elegant,' let's call her You, Cheng You," Cheng Feng said softly.

Looking at the Master's smile, Lian Niang also felt a sense of relief in her heart.

No matter how well the sisters spoke of it, one had to see it with one's own eyes to be sure.

The Master was as gentle as ever, which meant there were no problems.

Feeling reassured, Lian Niang drifted off to sleep.

After Cheng Feng arranged matters for everyone, he hurried toward the Hong Mansion.

The current Cheng Mansion had too many eyes and ears; if he really summoned something extraordinary, Cheng Feng would have to wait until the middle of the night when everyone was fast asleep to take it away.

It just so happened that Lian Niang's delivery went smoothly, the sun was high in the sky, and there was Cai'er to make arrangements at home.

Cheng Feng slipped away early, intending to open the long-awaited Lucky Bag first.

The Hong Mansion, formerly the Nie Mansion, now seemed to have its existence ignored, intentionally or otherwise, whether by the arrangements of the Hong Sect or the local branch.

Cheng Feng had logically taken this mansion for his own. For Cheng Feng, the Hong Mansion was not a place he frequented, but rather a place he visited only occasionally.

He had a special fondness for this place, and the reason lay in the huge cavern hidden beneath the study of the Hong Mansion.

This cavern space was incomparably vast and could fully serve as a warehouse with excellent confidentiality in the future. Cheng Feng cherished this place very much, so he rarely left anyone here.

After closing the doors and windows, Cheng Feng expectantly clicked on the Panmian Lucky Bag icon, and he saw the Lucky Bag icon gradually grow from small to large and rotate clockwise three times. Following the change in the Lucky Bag, a card appeared in Cheng Feng's hand.

On the surface of the card appeared a ferocious, leopard-shaped, metallic, cat-like animal crouching.

It had only one eye, an inverted trident on its tail, numerous sharp spikes on its spine—much like fish bones—and two machine guns hanging from its hindquarters.

Cheng Feng silently absorbed the information from the card, a flash of realization crossing his eyes: "So it's this."

It was a member of the Decepticon Soundwave's most trusted cassette troop from the planet Cybertron, specifically designed to help its master gather intelligence.

As a Ravage, its form was the native Cybertronian creature, the Ravage; in this form, its fangs were incomparably sharp, and it moved extremely fast and was adept at concealment, making it very suitable for spy missions.

It was equipped with two machine guns, and its chest compartment contained a "Scalpel" and countless steel beads; these steel beads could be reorganized to become its assistant, the Blade Mantis.

The Mechanical Dog did not have a Spark, but it was equipped with a high-end processor that allowed it to collect large amounts of information and transmit it to its master; simply put, it was Soundwave's mobile base station.

The Mechanical Dog died in close-quarters combat with Bumblebee, having been cruelly skinned and gutted by Bumblebee.

In that world full of high technology, the Mechanical Dog collected information with ease.

Now, finding himself in this ancient era of the Great Zhou, Cheng Feng could not help but feel somewhat at a loss. Should such a high-end Mechanical Dog be used to guard the gate?

When he saw those enviable machine guns, a hint of anticipation surged in Cheng Feng's heart. However, according to the information on the card, each machine gun only had one thousand rounds of ammunition and could only be used once per month.

For the rest of the time, it needed to rely on the Mechanical Dog's internal energy to restore the empty portions of the magazine. In Cheng Feng's eyes, this was simply a chicken rib.

It could only fully exert its advantage of concentrated firepower in large-scale group battles; it probably wasn't suitable for ordinary combat.

Point-shooting was fine, but in the Great Zhou, which had Martial Artists and Alchemists, there was no sense of security without suppressive firepower.

Because its entire body was made of metal, this Mechanical Dog was clearly not very suitable for operating in the city.

Cheng Feng even felt that he could pick up a weapon and slay it himself, but he had to rule out the situation of machine-gun strafing.

After all, with his current strength at the Bone Refining Initial Stage, he really did not have absolute certainty in hard-tanking machine-gun strafing, but without bullets, the Mechanical Dog might just be a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Cheng Feng's positioning for it was: long-range, lurking, information collection, and transmission.

Close combat was absolutely forbidden, unless it was to lure the enemy into close range for concentrated firepower.