Foolish Game of the Chapter 397: Life Is Born Rough, and Birth Has Always Been I

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Reality. A hospital in an unknown province and city.

Gou Feng bolted upright in bed, gasping for air. His face was deathly white, painted with terror — yet beneath the fear, glints of excitent and wild joy flickered in his eyes.

Outsiders would struggle to tell whether the elation was simply relief at surviving. But only Gou Feng himself knew: in that trial, he had obtained exactly what he'd co for.

As for what that was...

His expression shifted with nervous anticipation. He extended a hand and cast a small Birth spell upon himself. Imdiately, his belly began to rapidly swell!

Just like Turadin under the Descent Technique — a fully rounded belly, clearly harboring a new life on the verge of being born!

Yes — he had brought a child back from the trial!

Behind everyone's backs, he had smuggled out a child!

And this was precisely why Gou Feng had refused to let Zhang Jizu treat him. He'd been suppressing his gestational aura with everything he had — disguising it in the sa way he'd disguised Turadin's aura. From the very mont Zhang Jizu had resurrected him, he'd been in disguise.

No matter how hard Squinty Eyes thought about it, he would never have guessed that when he resurrected Gou Feng in the ruins, he hadn't revived just one person — but a genuine "one corpse, two lives"!

As for how the child in his belly had gotten there...

Don't forget how Gou Feng had survived the Scavenger's pursuit!

To disguise himself as a dead infant and evade Mo Shu's hunt, he'd released an Uma Sinner and used the Chieftain's talent to birth another copy of himself from the Uma Sinner — a body double to die in his place.

But rember: when Uma Sinners are "forgiven," their first priority is to find a suitable container for their child!

By Dolgod local standards, Gou Feng's gender might not have been appropriate. But as a Birth player, Gou Feng absolutely qualified as a "suitable Descent Technique container."

And so the most absurd thing imaginable happened. While fleeing for his life, Gou Feng had still found the greed to take a little extra. He and the Uma Sinner had each given the other a child — except the Uma Sinner never expected that the Chieftain's offspring would kill him, devour his corpse to mature, beco another Gou Feng, and fanatically die as a substitute for its creator.

anwhile, Gou Feng himself — in the split second before the child in his belly had begun gestation — had unhesitatingly clamped the Umbilical Shackles onto his own ankles and hung himself from the ceiling!

Through this unthinkable sequence of maneuvers, he'd not only dodged mortal peril but won the bet for his own life. And most importantly, he'd brought back an Uma child.

He had extracted an Uma Sinner bloodline from the trial into reality!

And the reason he'd gone this far was, of course, his trial prayer wish!

Gou Feng hadn't lied. He really did need useful equipnt. And the mont he'd encountered the legendary Uma Sinners inside the trial, he'd known he'd found exactly what he wanted.

Umbilical Shackles!

These restraints that could reduce enemies to helpless at — for a Birth warrior who could fight with a mob of offspring, they were the ultimate weapon.

Just imagine: if Gou Feng possessed enough Umbilical Shackles, then when the Chieftain's tribe spawned en masse, a gang of hulking warriors swinging shackles — cornering enemies with nowhere to retreat, grinning savagely — that scene...

The thought alone was terrifying.

So Gou Feng had bet big. Even before his safety was guaranteed, he'd thought one step further ahead — and ultimately, through sheer luck, brought this child back to reality.

This was also why he'd been so genuinely grateful to Cheng Shi. Without Cheng Shi, Zhang Jizu would never have rescued him from the Inquisition, and his plan would have died in its cradle.

Of course, Uma Sinners were different from Uda Rioters — they were born without mories, and without instruction they couldn't manufacture Umbilical Shackles. But that didn't derail Gou Feng's plan, because the Faith Ga held plenty of thods for tracing mories and history through bloodline.

So what he lacked wasn't a thod — it was materials.

Since they were called Umbilical Shackles, these terrifying restraints were naturally forged from Uma Sinner umbilical blood.

And now, Gou Feng possessed a child who could endlessly produce the raw material.

As for why a single child could endlessly produce umbilical blood...

That was better left unexplained. Praise Birth — everything stems from the power He bestows.

Of course, beyond the child, Gou Feng had other spoils.

He stroked his swollen belly, then pulled a chunk of blackened flesh from his storage space.

When he sensed the residual Birth divinity within it, the Chieftain broke into a satisfied grin.

"Who'd believe I brought back a piece of...

Envoy's flesh from a trial?

Haha, even though she wasn't an Envoy at that point in ti, this flesh is undeniably of the sa origin as Him.

Good. Very good. This trial was worth every bit of it.

Cheng Shi, Zhang Jizu...

Masters. Absolute masters. I love you guys."

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Reality. An apartnt in an unknown province and city.

A spacious, sunlit room. Light poured through enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating everything and warming the air.

But anyone who saw the room's furnishings would feel not warmth — only bone-deep cold.

Because spread across a long table against the wall lay countless biological limbs and bizarre instrunts of every shape and description.

Headless, broken puppets. A specin of a giant spider whose legs resembled tongues. A living dagger with its blade coated in unidentified fluids. And a still-twitching, writhing bull-head on a snake-neck...

This was clearly not a laboratory — yet every item on the table looked as though it had been stitched together from chiric experints, flooding any viewer's heart with bottomless dread, urging them to flee.

But not everyone feared these things. To their owner, at least, every single piece was a perfect work of her own hands.

Yes — her.

She was, of course, the Folly singer: Gao Ya.

When Gao Ya awoke in her room, she strode out with a grave, resolute expression. Without hesitation, she rummaged through her long table of tools, extracting three items from the countless instrunts, and arranged them before her.

The three peculiar objects were:

A puppet container with all biological activity stripped out. A special adhesive capable of bonding flesh to soul. And...

a "Birth authority," crafted using the Uda Rioters' God Reproduction Technique.

Yes — Gao Ya possessed this thing. That was why she had such detailed knowledge of the Uda Rioters' God Reproduction Technique!

She hadn't beco a woman for the sake of being a woman. She'd needed the Uda Rioters' relic to gestate a child of Uda bloodline — and to do so, she'd been forced to pray for a gender-changing trial.

And the reason she wanted a child? Naturally... to grow stronger.

She was a follower of Folly, obsessed with divinity fusion. She also happened to specialize in researching Silence puppets. So when she'd stumbled upon the Uda Rioters' relic, she'd hatched a plan for a fusion experint between Silence and Birth.

She'd already prepared a Silence puppet. All she lacked was a Birth soul.

And now, she would personally give birth to that soul.

When she bonded the Birth soul to the Silence puppet, the resulting transformation would provide invaluable first-hand data for her divinity research.

Better still — if the experint succeeded, she'd gain a controllable, conscious, dual-faith puppet.

And the control chanisms binding this puppet would extend beyond standard puppet-mastery techniques — to include the shackles of blood kinship!

This would dramatically enhance the obedience of a sentient puppet.

The experint's allure was irresistible — enough to justify the cost of certain... "things."

But no matter. The mont the experint succeeded, she could simply pray for another trial and restore herself to her original form.

Besides, she'd already used Folly techniques to pinpoint the historical spaceti of the previous trial. Returning to that story was rely a single prayer away.

Everything was within the Soloist's plan.

With that thought, Gao Ya looked at herself in the mirror and broke into a manic smile.

"There are so many madn in this world — naturally, I must be one of them.

If I don't beco even crazier, how can I hope to catch up with those who've been graced by Their gaze?

Cheng Shi... Zhang Jizu... just wait. You'll hear my na again very soon.

The next ti we et, I promise you'll be stunned!"

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