【Interstellar Contract Magician】Ruyuanke

"That..." I reached out to pull Gong Shaoyun back.

As soon as my hand touched his shoulder, he shuddered again as if he had been electrocuted.

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no……

"Gong Shaoyun, what's wrong with your uterus?"

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"You are not a female orc..." His voice was still trembling.

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"No? Why?" I was puzzled.

You are a doctor, do you have the final say? ...

Although I have doubts too.

"Among the Orcs, males give birth to offspring, and females don't have those things in their bodies..." His breath was still broken.

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Yes.

I really hadn't thought of this.

Orc females don't give birth, so how could they possibly have a uterus...

Even if they existed in the past, they have long since become the hairs on the human body due to disuse and disuse.

It used to be covered with stiff hair all over its body.

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It's awkward, but only a little.

The truth retreated another layer of shadow, and the deeper it retreated, the more blood-red it became.

That was the bloody pain in the original owner's life.

The inexplicable pain of youth.

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"So, I don't have a beast form, I'm not an orc at all..." I muttered.

I don't know who I'm talking to...

Gong Shaoyun finally turned around, her face flushed red, her eyes misty. "You're not a female... You should be called a 'woman'."

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Thanks for the science.

I seem to understand this name better than you...

I've spent two lifetimes, and I don't want to be called a female as soon as I come here.

His strange state faded a little, and he looked a little worried. "I just don't know your specific race... You were born in the Delos Alliance, with only your mother by your side, and she died young. Since you don't know your female identity, I guess you haven't received any family inheritance... I can't confirm your specific race at this time."

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Is it a family inheritance?

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"All descendants of the Yang family, regardless of gender, have only one destiny: to die on the battlefield!"

I suddenly thought of these words in my dream.

Is it considered a family tradition to chop people with an axe until all the children in the village die or you die yourself?

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"Well, it seems a little..." I stammered, not knowing what to say.

"What did you think of?" His eyes were filled with joy.

"It's just... dying on the battlefield, or something like that..." I tried to avoid the important points, only daring to say a few key words, "Also, weapons. Cold weapons..."

He was stunned.

"Is it a real weapon? The kind that really exists?" His tone was a little anxious.

"Just, ordinary cold weapons..." I was a little confused, "Do you mean the transformed weapons?"

He was dazed for a moment.

Then, without saying anything, his eyes turned red.

???

No?

"Just, anything you can pick up and use. A sickle, an axe, a kitchen knife, or scissors are all similar. If you really don't have any, a stick will do..." My explanation was a bit incoherent.

I also want to understand my own race.

"Anything is fine?" He looked at me blankly.

"What else?" I asked bluntly.

He seemed relieved.

"But my mother seems to only love her one weapon." I added after thinking for a moment.

He visibly tensed up again: "Then your father..."

"I don't have a father. I haven't seen him since I was born." I was a little distressed.

I saw him relax again.

No?

What are you doing???

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"Yang Yang."

Ok?

I watched him intently.

"I don't know what your race is. You might be mixed-race... but you definitely don't have orc blood."

He was only sure of the last half of the sentence.

I:……