I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

But if that's the case... then doesn't that mean I was pregnant when I gave birth to Mo Xin? Is this my second child?

"Giving birth to a new artifact spirit... is it that easy? Where do you get the resources...?"

Yan Ziming choked up halfway through his sentence.

Where did the resources come from? That goes without saying!

What was that warm current that was flowing through my body before?

She hadn't fully digested the crystal core of the silk motif; a portion of it remained deeply hidden within her body, waiting for this moment.

"Uh, wait a minute? What should we do about Mo Xin then? What's her situation right now?"

Yan Ziming noticed the blind spot.

You took over Mo Xin's house, how do you explain that?

"Her?" Si Mo looked at Mo Xin, who was still completely bewildered, and said, "Doesn't she know her own situation best?"

40. Sisimo's Sincerity

"Doesn't she know her own situation best?"

Si Mo said calmly.

When the topic turned to herself, Mo Xin paused, her expression hardening as she reflected on her current state.

She placed her hand on her left breast, and the throbbing sensation of two to three beats per second made her dizzy. She closed her eyes and seemed to see the blood flowing in her veins.

Without a doubt, she has broken free from the shackles of the artifact spirit and become... a true living being.

A real person.

"I..." Mo Xin raised her small, white hand, trembling slightly, as if she still felt that this was just a dream.

"So, isn't she quite happy?" Si Mo said confidently.

"I...am happy? Really...?"

Mo Xin was finding it hard to face her own feelings.

Her previous identity as a spirit of an artifact was like a cage, confining her like a canary within it.

It's not that she hated her previous life; at least she was able to stay in Yan Ziming's body and be as close as possible to Yan Ziming, who was an elemental spirit, and she was already very satisfied.

However, the moment she truly transformed into a human, she felt a sense of relief and freedom.

It's not the ordinary kind of freedom, but a kind of spiritual freedom that emanates from the spirit, a lightness that can soar through the heavens.

It's like shedding a constraint, or the feeling of being free from debt.

If I had to say, I'd actually be a little happy, wouldn't I?

However, every gain has its loss. Once she became human, she could no longer enter Yan Ziming's warm body, nor could she fight alongside him anymore.

Two completely opposite yet intertwined feelings mingled within her.

However, she has broken through to the ninth level, and her indecisiveness should be cut off as she should on her path, and should not become a new constraint.

Even if I can't be with her in the same way as before, I will stay by her side in another way.

When she opened her eyes again, her gaze was clear, reflecting the moonlight, and it seemed that one could read her will in her eyes.

"It seems like it's a decision."

Si Mo put on an expression that said "everything is under control," but inside she was panicking.

It was a lucky accident; if Mo Xin hadn't come to her senses, she would have been finished.

"Hmph! You're lucky! You're coming with me!"

Yan Ziming snorted coldly, seemingly having let go of his grudges, but in his heart he already had the idea of ​​having a private chat with Si Mo.

She probably wouldn't dare tell the truth here, fearing that Liu Mengxian would tear her apart.

After saying that, she turned her gaze to Liu Mengxian, "If Qianxue and the others come back, tell her I'll be back later."

"Just go."

Liu Mengxian glanced at Si Mo one last time, and Si Mo shivered.

Mouse tail juice.

It's as if you can read that meaning.

Trembling with fear, she followed Yan Ziming to another secluded place. Yan Ziming looked around, and suddenly, like a deflated doll, her body went limp and she knelt weakly on the ground.

"Hey, hey, you can't be that serious, can you?"

Seeing her like this, Si Mo trembled with fright, not only afraid that Liu Mengxian would see this, but also worried about whether Yan Ziming's health condition would be affected...

"Tell me, what exactly did you do?"

"Wh-what...what did I do?" Si Mo's eyes darted around, and she spoke haltingly, clearly hiding something from everyone.

Yan Ziming pointed a trembling finger at her, his voice trembling with a hint of a sob, "What else could it be? Is it really just as simple as the birth of a new artifact spirit?"

Her calm demeanor just now was all an act; she wasn't as strong as others perceived her to be.

Although she had grown accustomed to life as a woman, pregnancy was one line she absolutely did not want to cross...

Can't accept it.

I simply cannot accept it.

She really wanted to cry. The thing she had been trying to avoid all along had finally come to pass. The immense grievance in her heart made her want to punch Simo in the chest and yell at her.

"Well... well, it's not that simple... but the difference isn't that big... it just depends on how you look at it."

"Tell me what happened!"

"In short... think about it, what is called a spirit of an object? Isn't it just a kind of existence that is born on an object and exists somewhere between a living being and a non-living being?"

"But the one inside your body... is a real living entity, bound to your vital signs, and truly inherits... your bloodline."

"That means she's pregnant?!"

Yan Ziming growled at her in a low voice, his heart shattered into two pieces.

So, I really couldn't escape it after all?

Si Mo felt extremely guilty about this, as she had completely dragged Yan Zi Mo into her own selfish desires.

"Um... I'm sorry... but I have my reasons for doing this... How about I become your protector from now on?"

"what?"

Yan Ziming was dumbfounded. What kind of crazy move was this?

"From now on, we'll fight for you. If anyone dares to bully you, just tell us and we'll go and crush them!"

Si Mo patted her chest and made her promise.

Yan Zimo was somewhat tempted.

Despite her appearance, Si Mo's combat power is unparalleled in the world.

After all, he was a ruthless person who could fight the Mirage Dragon head-on.

If it weren't for the Mirage Dragon's almost superhuman regenerative abilities, it would be hard to say who would win.

Yan Ziming could sense the sincerity in this usually lazy and eccentric little girl who was willing to condescend to be ordered around.

But...

Yan Ziming always felt that this guy was saying that because he didn't want to harm his baby while fighting or something like that.

However, Si Mo never mentioned how much help she had given him, which made Yan Zi Mo look at her with new respect.

If Si Mo had used the fact that she had saved Yan Zi Mo's life with a crystal core as leverage from the beginning, Yan Zi Mo might have accepted it gladly, but their relationship would have inevitably become like that of strangers.

The so-called life-saving grace has turned into a blatant exchange of interests.

The bonds that have been built up before will also vanish as a result.

Even so, Yan Ziming did not want to compromise so easily; she deserved the right to know everything.

"Explain the whole story to me first before we talk about anything else!"

"Okay... that's how it is..."

A few minutes later.

Yan Ziming asked with a complicated expression, "So, the Raichir has become a part of my body, located at the location of my spine, and I won't have a big belly like ordinary people when I'm pregnant?"

"Hmm, you're not so resistant now, are you?"

Yan Zimo finally understood.

From an anthropological perspective, the fetal embryo is a fertilized egg that gradually develops into the prototype of a fetus.

So for Yan Ziming, Leiqie's true form is currently this embryo, which will grow into a new life form in the future, but it will not occupy his physical space like an ordinary person.

If that's the case, then I...

Hey, wait a minute?