41: Chapter 41 A Nationwide Silence? Don't Rush to the Feast!

Three days after that battle of gods in Australia ended.

A black, fishy-smelling rain poured down incessantly.

Experts on TV were spitting as they talked, claiming this was the energy residue left behind when that abyss octopus monster fled—or, as it's commonly known, "dandruff from high-end creatures like gods."

The whole world was flying flags at half-mast.

The internet was flooded with black-and-white photos and candle emojis. The atmosphere was as if humanity was about to type "GG" collectively tomorrow, and the whole village had their chopsticks ready, waiting to attend the funeral feast.

In the capital, at the 301 Sanatorium.

This place, which Wang Dachui once treated like a five-star resort for free food and drinks, was now as deserted as a haunted house.

On the fifth underground level, in the core life-support room.

Wang Dachui sat on a small stool in the corner, holding an unlit cigarette in his hand.

Although he didn't smoke, in TV dramas, the male protagonist always held one to look profound, staring blankly at the two huge crystal coffins in the center of the room.

His current appearance—scruffy beard, sunken eye sockets—was a far cry from the high-spirited "King of Soft Rice" from three days ago; he looked like a homeless man who had just returned from advanced training under an overpass.

In the crystal coffin on the left lay his wife, General Leng Feng.

That female war god who once kicked down a building and unleashed cold air at the slightest disagreement was now as quiet as a sleeping beauty.

It was just that this sleeping beauty's complexion was as pale as freshly whitewashed walls, and the line on the heart monitor was as lazy as Wang Dachui's state of mind when he used to slack off at work, twitching only once after a long while.

That strike crippled the Beast Emperor, but it also drained her own health bar.

The one on the right was even more absurd.

Inside lay his son, little Zhentian.

To be precise, it was a stone statue that looked like his son.

To save his mother, this kid had "siliconized" his entire being.

Looking at that gray, dusty stone Face, Wang Dachui felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Good boy, you learned how to do performance art at only three months old?

This "Petrification Seal" was well done; you sealed yourself into an artifact, so we won't need to buy figurines in the future.

"Mr. Wang." A voice speaking broken Chinese interrupted Wang Dachui's emo moment.

Wang Dachui looked up and saw an old foreign man wearing a white lab coat and a badge that read "Chief International Medical Officer," standing in front of him with a serious expression.

Behind him followed several domestic experts, all with their heads bowed, like elementary school students who had done something wrong.

"Spit it out if you have something to say," Wang Dachui said irritably.

The old foreigner pushed up his glasses, his eyes revealing a cold, rational look that said, "I'm doing this for your own good."

"According to our professional assessment, the probability of General Leng being brain-dead exceeds 99%, and the Divine Child... oh no, this stone, has zero life fluctuations."

"Earth's resources are very tight right now. Maintaining these two stellar-level life-support pods consumes enough energy every day to equip an entire division..."

"And so?" Wang Dachui stood up slowly. Although his legs were a bit numb, his eyes were fierce.

"Therefore, after the discussion and recommendation of the International Joint Conference..." He paused, seemingly organizing his words.

"We suggest stopping the life-support System. Let them... leave with dignity. We will hold a state funeral of the highest level for them..."

Wang Dachui was just about to roll up his sleeves and start cursing.

"Smack!" A crisp sound rang out.

A red-headed official document was slammed hard into the old foreigner's Face, stunning him instantly.

The door was kicked open violently.

Long Lao walked in, leaning on his cane, surrounded by Director Zhao Gang and a group of generals.

Although the old man was advanced in years, his Killing Intent right now was heavier than General Leng Feng's; he walked with a gust of wind.

"Bullshit!"

Long Lao pointed at the foreign expert's nose, spitting as he shouted, not giving him any Face at all: "This is Huaxia! Not your penny-pinching trade association!"

"Dignity? Being alive is dignity! Death is just a show for the living!"

The old foreigner covered his Face, looking aggrieved: "But Long Lao, the resources..."

"Resources, my ass!" Long Lao's cane slammed heavily onto the floor, cracking the marble tiles: "Pass on my order! Open the national treasury!"

"Even if we have to empty out all the crystals in the country, even if it means the whole army has to eat less, the power to these two life-support pods must not be cut off!"

"Don't talk about consuming a division a day; even if it consumed a whole army a day, the country can afford it!"

"As long as these old bones are still here, whoever dares to pull the plug, I will pull their skin off!"

Wang Dachui looked at Long Lao's impassioned back, his nose souring, and he almost lost his composure.

This is what you call handing it over to the country!

This is what you call the strongest backing!

What is prestige? This is prestige!

As long as the country remains, my home will not fall apart!

The foreign expert was berated until he was drenched in shame and fled in a sorry state.

Long Lao turned around and looked at Wang Dachui. His originally sharp gaze instantly softened, even carrying a hint of the guilt an elder feels for a Junior: "Dachui, don't listen to those foreign devils spouting nonsense."

"As long as there is a breath left, the country will never give up."

"But..." Long Lao sighed, looking at the crystal coffins, his tone becoming heavy, "Current technology has indeed reached a Bottleneck. Medicine and energy can only sustain life; they can't wake them up. We need a miracle."

"Medicine can't save them, science can't save them, but metaphysics can." A weak but firm voice came from the doorway.

Su Qianqian, with her slightly visible pregnant belly, walked in, supported by a nurse.

Her Face was pale, and she had dark circles under her eyes like a giant panda; she had clearly stayed up for several nights in a row to save them.

She walked to Wang Dachui's side, held his cold hand, and then looked at Long Lao, her eyes bright: "Long Lao, it's not time to despair yet."

"Don't forget, our Family... has a cheat."

"A cheat?" Long Lao was stunned.

Su Qianqian pointed to her belly and then to the crystal coffins, activating her top-student analysis mode: "According to my latest big data deduction."

"The Five Elements generate each other, Endless Vitality. This is the wisdom of our ancestors."

"Zhentian is Metal-elemental; being too rigid makes him easy to break, so he turned into a stubborn stone. Sister Leng Feng is Ice-elemental; extreme cold causes damage, so her vitality was frozen."

"To recast their Origin, turn stone back into flesh, and ice back into blood, besides slow nourishment via Wood or Life elements, there is another way—"

Saying this, Su Qianqian glanced at Wang Dachui, a trace of madness flashing in her eyes: "Fire refines metal, Wood generates Fire!"

Almost simultaneously, the System in Wang Dachui's mind, which had been playing dead for three whole days, finally deigned to return from the dead.

And as soon as it appeared, it was that familiar, punchable, and slightly salesman-like notification sound:

[Ding! Detected that the Host is in a state of extreme grief and indignation (wanting to kill), hidden prerequisites met!]

[Desperate Situation Mission Triggered: Heaven-Defying Fate Change!]

[System Analysis: Although this game looks like it's collapsing, it can still be turned around! As long as you dare to gamble!]

[Second Solution:]

[General Leng Feng (Cold Abyss backlash) needs a 'Nine-Turn Nirvana Pill' to reshape her Meridians—this requires top-tier 'Alchemy' exotic fire!]

[Wang Zhentian (Petrification Seal) needs 'Spirit Artifact Recasting' to break the stone shell—this requires top-tier 'Artifact Refining' Metal Qi!]

[What a coincidence!]

[These two conditions are currently gestating in your second wife Su Qianqian's belly!]

[That pair of twins (Fire-element Alchemy + Metal-element Artifact Refining) sensed that the Family is about to be finished, and they are applying to log in early to play for you!]

"Damn it, System, are you playing with me!"

"A few days ago you said only Wood or Life elements could save them, now that Qianqian has figured it out, you have a new trick. Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Wang Dachui cursed the System out in his heart.

He glanced at Su Qianqian's belly.

Sure enough, through her clothes, he could see two balls of light, one red and one gold, flickering frantically, as if they were breakdancing in her belly.

Those were his second and third children!

They were kicking their mother's belly, sending a clear signal: "Let me out! I want to fix Big Brother's body! I want to generate fire for Big Mom!"

But, the second and third had only been in their mother's womb for a little over a month; how could they be born?

The System, having been scolded by Wang Dachui, seemed a bit embarrassed and hurriedly came up with an idea to make amends.

[System Prompt: To induce premature birth without any damage, you must perform—Deadly Pregnancy Preparation (Hell-level difficulty)!]

[Suggest heading to the 'Earth Fire Furnace' forbidden zone and using the Earth-core Fire Qi to stimulate fetal mutation! Simply put, go roast in the fire!]

Wang Dachui took a deep breath, and the decadence in his eyes was swept away.

He knew it! Heaven never closes off all paths!

More children, more blessings; it truly does not deceive me!

At critical moments, you still have to rely on having children to save the day!

He suddenly looked at Long Lao, a ferocious yet hopeful smile appearing on his Face: "Long Lao, don't rush to prepare the wreaths yet."

"Prepare a plane for me, the fastest one."

"Also, I want to requisition that Earth Fire Furnace forbidden zone!"

"What are you going to do?" Long Lao was stunned, "That place has temperatures of several thousand degrees; it can melt even steel."

Wang Dachui scooped up Su Qianqian and strode out.

When passing by the foreign expert who was still peeking at the door, wanting to see him make a fool of himself, Wang Dachui stopped, looked down at him, curled his lips, and revealed a mouthful of white teeth.

"I'm taking my wife to the volcano... to give birth!"

"Open your blue eyes wide and watch."

"We Huaxia people, even if we turn into stone, can still pop out from the cracks in the stone!"

"Want to attend our funeral feast? Don't even think about it in this lifetime! Unless I'm the one hosting!"

Looking at Wang Dachui's crazy back, Long Lao didn't stop him. Instead, he waved his hand and roared at the generals behind him: "What are you all standing there for!"

"Didn't you hear what Consultant Wang said?"

"Mobilize the Air Force to escort them! Notify the Earth Fire Furnace area to clear the site!"

"As long as we can save the Divine Child, never mind requisitioning a forbidden zone; even if he blows up the center of the Earth, I'll cover for him!"