Puzzle Madness

Chapter 123 Childbirth and Newborns
At least two guns were fired, a total of six or seven gunshots - the community was still quiet, no one came to check; on the road ahead, dump trucks rumbled past from time to time, and the dust they kicked up made people's eyes hurt.

From here, you can see the metal plaque hanging on the back door of the community: [Mong Cai City Railway Ministry Dormitory]; there are no prying eyes in the windows, but there are clothes hanging on some balconies.

I wonder if the [Plastic Immortal] who was taking a nap across the street was awakened?
[Security guard] twists his neck, and his trapezius muscles are as strong as a hill:
"Don't look. There aren't enough police in Mong Cai. There are things going on everywhere. We won't be disturbed here."

The buzz cut guy fiddled with his loose front teeth and decided to leave them in place. His nasal cavity was clogged with blood, making it a bit blocked and his speech nasal.

"As you can see, this is his power: he can have children; he can have children anytime he wants."

The [security guard] flipped over and landed on the ground; the soles of his boots clattered loudly. He placed his hands on the driver's window, oblivious to the remaining shards of glass; his face was full of mockery:

"You are very honest and tell the truth."

Hu-sh! Hu-sh!
The fat man's breathing became more and more rapid, his chest rising and falling; a suppressed howl came from his throat.

His shirt was getting tighter and tighter, and the handprints inside kept flapping outwards; it seemed as if it was about to explode at any moment.

The [security guard] hooked his finger on the trigger guard, letting the gun dangle inside the car; his posture was relaxed, like an old man looking for someone to chat with in the neighborhood:
"Oh! As soon as the fight breaks out, you tell him to [give birth quickly]: that's a kind of madness that can be used in frontal combat, or it's very versatile."

"This fat man also started—uh, started—pregnancy without hesitation. This means the cost isn't too high. At least the baby won't die after birth. It means he can use it whenever he wants, and it's not the kind of thing where both parties perish."

"It seems like a pretty good ability. Look, there's no need to keep it secret; just take a look and you'll see."

The guy with the buzz cut still held his hands up obediently, but he used his elbows to press against the wall of the car to relieve his arms from getting sore.
"Well—I'm not being stubborn, it's just that it's really hard to describe his madness; you might as well see it for yourself."

He didn't turn his head, but deliberately turned his side profile to face the [security guard]:

"If you ask me, there's no need for you to cause us trouble."

"You said you were looking for ecstasy carriers to use as weapons, right?"

"Ours are just small firecrackers at best. If they can blow up two dry toilets, it's considered a blessing from our ancestors."

"If you really want to find some explosive information, the old man across the street is much more capable than us. You should know him as the person we're monitoring."

"Harmony brings wealth. There's no need to fight—"
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"Hush, hush, don't make a fuss; look, the baby's coming soon."

The [security guard] waved his hand impatiently, interrupting the buzzer-beater's chatter.
pat, pat.

Two slender palms slapped the floor of the carriage; the surface was like rough, unpolished rock, bumpy and uneven; it was obviously not human skin.

The humanoid alien finally came out from the gap in the shirt: the upper and lower buttons were shaking and the threads were loose; but it refused to burst open.

It was as if the white shirt had rubbery elasticity—until the creepy human figure completely emerged, it didn't tear at all.

There was no blood, amniotic fluid, or other bodily fluids: this strange human figure did not burst out from the belly of the obese man—it was simply generated directly from nothingness.

The top of the head is rough and covered with bumps, and the entire head is about the size of a normal adult.

The body was naked and cement gray in color - like a model cast from resin material.

It looked like a plastic model that had been cut off at the waist, with only the upper body; there were no lips, and the gums and teeth were exposed.

In the deep eye sockets are "eyes" painted with black crayon: an oval circle with a small dot inside.

From the ribs, its trunk becomes thinner and thinner until it becomes a coiled, curved cord at the waist.
Looking closely, the surface of the thin rope was covered with black spots, which contained tiny words and straight lines that had become distorted due to twisting:

It's the [character card] that the obese man tore up and swallowed earlier. This thin cord is like an umbilical cord, with one end extending into the obese man's shirt and the other end connected to the resin man's tail.

[Security] raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth wide:

"Wow, it's really born! Awesome!"

The exclamation received no response; the fat man was breathing heavily and the guy with a crew cut just kept his head down.

Only the newborn suddenly spoke, his voice gentle and soft, a mixture of shrill and hoarse:

".Who am I? Who am I? Who am I?"

It kept repeating, one voice above the other; the carriage was full of a humming whisper.

The [security guard] was looking around with great interest, while the guy with a crew cut wanted to bury his head in his knees.

The obese man looked very weak, his round face pale as paper - as if he had really gone through childbirth.

He was panting, his voice softer than the newborn baby before him; even though the enemy was right in front of the car window not far away, his words remained steady:
"You are a character in the massive Internet of Things game, 'Asgard Blood Feast.' Your class is [Red Daoist], your level is five, and your race is human."

"Your attributes are: 18 points of physique, 18 points of strength, 8 points of intelligence, 13 points of affinity, and 15 points of agility."

"You have already learned the eleventh-level [New Alchemy] and the seventh-level [Buddha Technique]; you have also mastered the special professional skills: [Bodhi Fire], [Yin Liunian], and [Vajra Tears]—"

He described every detail recorded on the character card in detail, as if he knew them all.

The fat man's eyes showed kindness and expectation; as he spoke, he grabbed the taro cakes scattered on the ground beside him and stuffed them into his mouth without caring about the dirt.

The umbilical cord made from the character card was still connected to the seam of his shirt.

The [security guard] scratched his clean-shaven chin, listening attentively to every word that came out of the obese man's mouth.

As he listened, he sighed and seemed a little disappointed:
"Why is it so slow to start up? And I have to input additional information—then it should be able to change forms, at least several."

The buzz cut guy sniffed and stared at his feet carefully:
"It's fast enough. It used to take an hour to give birth, but it's much faster lately."

The [security guard] shrugged, his scarred forearm bleeding from being pierced by broken glass.
"Oh! That means you've become stronger. Not surprising, as long as you have ecstasy, you'll be much stronger when you get to Mong Cai."

"Speaking of which, can't this information be pre-entered? Does it have to be read out on the spot before the fight?"

"That's certainly not suitable for weaponization. It's very inefficient. What about combat capability? Oh, it's starting to change."

Cluck, cluck——
The obese man continued his seemingly endless description, and the newborn began to grow:

Red began to appear in the cement dust on his back, and then spread to his entire body, until his entire skin turned a deep red like blood.

Its head stretched longer and longer, rising upwards. Furrows appeared on its forehead, as if an invisible chisel was carving it.
In an instant, the newborn grew a bright red pure yang scarf that covered its head.

A dense beard began to grow over the gums, covering the teeth and then the lower half of the face; it looked like the beard worn by old actors in operas.

Wow!

The newborn lightly shook the only upper body -
The excess skin on the surface spread outwards and became a silk Taoist robe, spread on the ground: a golden crow and a jade toad emerged from the blood-red color, which was a pattern embroidered with silk thread.

(End of this chapter)