Chapter 570: Can You... Not Bear This Responsibility!

"Qianqing..." Su Yang savored it carefully and praised, "Your name sounds lovely and matches your temperament perfectly."

"Then tell me, what is my temperament?" Dong Qianqing asked.

Seeing her expressionless face, Su Yang felt something stir and said, "Of course, you're gentle and refined, amiable and kind."

"Hmph." Dong Qianqing gave a light hum, "Your Mouth skill is indeed impressive."

"I'm just speaking the truth, no falsehoods," Su Yang spread his hands.

"I see that your Ascend God Seed status is also a deception," Dong Qianqing, who has read many people, saw through Su Yang's background at a glance.

"That statement is mistaken; my greatest strength is heartfelt connection, and I've always been honest and trustworthy," Su Yang smiled faintly.

"Since everything's out in the open, your gaze last night was intentional, wasn't it?" Dong Qianqing asked.

Su Yang looked puzzled and said, "Which instance are you referring to?"

"You..." Dong Qianqing, seeing him feign ignorance, turned away in anger.

Su Yang couldn't help but burst into laughter, his chuckle filled with lightness and ease.

Dong Qianqing realized she had fallen for Su Yang's trick, maintaining a composed face that seemed about to drip water.

Cao An, returning from playing far away, approached and said, "Sister, are you angry?"

"No," Dong Qianqing flatly denied.

"You are clearly angry. My mother said that when a fair‑skinned person's face turns as black as coal, that's anger." Cao An shouted, trying to prove he wasn't mistaken.

"Ha ha..." Su Yang laughed even louder.

【7】 But to Dong Qianqing the sound was grating; her complexion flashed black then red. She intended to snap at Su Yang, but suddenly recalled she couldn't outdo his Mouth, so she glared fiercely at Cao An.

But to Dong Qianqing it sounded extremely grating, his complexion flashing black then red; he had intended to snarl at Su Yang a couple of lines, but suddenly remembered his Mouth couldn't outwit, so he glared fiercely at Cao An.

"You really are a fool!"

Now it's Cao An who is bewildered, his head full of question marks as he points his Finger at her hurriedly departing back, plaintively saying, "Su Yang, her relative has come?"

Su Yang raised an eyebrow and asked curiously, "Where did you hear the term 'relative'?"

"My mother, she also says that when relatives come," Cao An replied.

Su Yang patted his Shoulder and said earnestly, "Don't point out what you've already seen through, and sometimes don't get too pedantic."

"What does that mean?" Cao An seemed to be hearing this phrase for the first time.

"Forget it, it's fine. Here's a plane for you, go have fun."

"Hehe..."

On the way back, Su Yang tried several times to talk to Dong Qianqing, but she seemed to be deliberately avoiding him, always walking briskly ahead.

She gave no opportunity.

"Hey, Miss Dong, is a dog chasing from behind? Why run so fast, don't shock the child," Su Yang called from behind.

Dong Qianqing's steps halted, she inhaled and slowed a bit.

Seeing this, Su Yang seized the moment and said, "Zhu Xiang and Su Peixian's situation is unclear; whichever of them returns, please keep an eye on them for me."

"Where are you going?" Dong Qianqing asked, puzzled.

Su Yang suddenly turned his head, gazed for a moment and said softly, "Safe Zone, I plan to spend the night there."

"Then what should I do?" Dong Qianqing instinctively reached toward her belly.

"If I don't head toward the Safe Zone, wouldn't the Fetus in my womb have only a 50% safety coefficient?"

She couldn't bear that risk; she wasn't confident enough to physically withstand hail.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely finish the task first and then leave; the appointed time is approaching, I'll go back first to check the situation," Su Yang said.

After speaking, the heavy stone hanging in Dong Qianqing's heart finally lifted.

For a mother, dragging an unborn Fetus into a Death Game is inevitably a huge burden.

Yet she never complained, always insisting on giving birth.

Ten months pregnant, only someone who has given birth knows the hardships in between.

And the Death Game itself is extremely intense; she effectively bears three pressures.

One from herself, one from the child, and another from...

Su Yang.

"How many months?" Su Yang suddenly asked.

Dong Qianqing was startled, looked down at the broken branch beside her Foot, and said, "Five months."

"No wonder you have to wear such loose clothing," Su Yang nodded slightly.

"Players have no compassion; they even want to kill me to gain Achievement," Dong Qianqing said somewhat wistfully.

"Indeed, human nature is greedy, especially when points are converted into Faith Value; they will use any means for evolution," Su Yang agreed.

"What about you? If you hadn't discovered the true identity of the Eighth Person, what would you do?" Dong Qianqing looked at Su Yang's sharply defined profile, curiosity written in her eyes.

A hint of... expectation was also mixed in.

"... Who knows? I don't want to waste time thinking..."

"Isn't preemptive preparation..."

"If you want comfort, I'm sorry I can't give it," Su Yang said plainly.

Dong Qianqing heard this and instantly understood, a faint disappointment flashing in her eyes.

But she reconsidered and could once again grasp Su Yang's implied meaning.

"After all, he is not fighting alone now, nor is he a benevolent savior of all beings."

"To put it bluntly,..."

"Thank you..." Dong Qianqing's heavy expression softened a bit.

"Why thank me?"

In front of you there's no need to hide, no need to act; though your Mouth is a bit poisonous, I'm grateful you eased my tension.

Heh…

After walking for half an hour, they returned to Wang Daohui's corpse.

Su Yang hoisted him up in one go, lifted his chin and said, "The weight is enough, still missing four prey."

"Do you treat him as prey?" Dong Qianqing was startled.

"Why not? From a biological standpoint, he is indeed an animal."

"In my eyes, he's no different from a beast," Su Yang said lightly.

Dong Qianqing pursed his Mouth but said nothing more.

"On the way back, also keep an eye out for any wild rabbits or wild chickens; after yesterday's Typhoon ravaged everything, we didn't see even a single rabbit hair all day," Su Yang said.

"Okay."

"I have a question I'm very curious about, not sure if I should bring it up."

"Go ahead."

"Is the child's father your Second Stage roommate?"

"…Hmm."

So that's it…

By calculating the time, five months ago was just shortly after the Second Stage Prison began.

He just didn't expect anyone would give birth in the prison.

She clearly knew the danger, yet the child, once born, would inevitably be sent into the Death Game like everyone else.

Even if she survived to the delivery day, after a thirty‑day Buffer Period, the unweaned child would have to be sent to the game world.

At that time his fate…

As can be imagined.

"You know the outcome, yet you still choose to act obstinately," Su Yang said softly.

"He is also a living being, I can't shirk responsibility," Dong Qianqing said, stroking his belly, eyes full of love and hope.

"But you…"

Su Yang turned his head and said, "I can't bear this responsibility!"