Chapter 71: Staring Makes Anyone Pregnant

Zu An blinked. "Maybe I was just lucky?"

He wasn't lying; he truly was lucky, though he didn't elaborate on *why* he was so fortunate.

"Lucky?" Old Man Mi frowned, clearly unsatisfied with that answer.

"What else could it be?" Zu An replied. "You don't think I could cheat right under the Silver Hook Casino's nose, do you?"

Old Man Mi considered this; he knew Zu An's capabilities well. He turned to leave, saying as he went, "Don't wander around aimlessly these days. You have the Plum Blossom Gang's IOU for 7.5 million silver taels; they won't let this go easily."

A warmth spread through Zu An's heart. He wondered if he had misunderstood the old man; it seemed he genuinely cared. Moreover, despite knowing Zu An possessed a large sum of money, he showed no sign of covetousness.

Little did he know, Old Man Mi had no need to covet it; once he possessed Zu An's body in the future, everything would be his anyway.

After Old Man Mi left, Zu An closed the door securely, made sure no one was around, washed his face and hands, and then prepared to draw his prizes.

Just as he was about to press the 'Enter' key to start the lottery, he suddenly noticed a change in the keyboard. Looking closely, he saw an additional line of text:

"Total accumulated Rage points have exceeded 100,000. The lottery system has unlocked the alphabet key area."

Zu An was momentarily stunned, then ecstatic. Did this mean he could now draw items from the alphabet key area? The "Sugar Mommy's Pleasure Ball" and "Poisoned Dagger" he had drawn before, though seemingly odd, had turned out to be quite useful. If he drew another random new item this time, it surely wouldn't be bad.

Still, he couldn't quite believe it and tentatively pressed 'Start Lottery'.

As expected, the result was "Thank you for participating," but he was thrilled because he had personally seen the cursor indeed jumping around the alphabet key area, proving that it was now possible to draw from there.

He then continued to draw prizes.

"Thank you for participating!""Thank you for participating!""Thank you for participating!"..."Ding! You've drawn a Vitality Fruit!"..."Thank you for participating!""Thank you for participating!"...

Through his trials over this period, he had roughly concluded that the probability of drawing a Vitality Fruit was about one-tenth. The chances of getting Paralysis Poison Bottles, Lucky Pills, or even the "Believe in Brother Chun" item remained unknown; it felt somewhat random.

After a while, Zu An's expression subtly changed. He was only drawing "Thank you for participating" or Vitality Fruits; nothing else appeared.

He had enough Rage points for 602 draws this time. Surely, he wouldn't fail to draw a single skill?

As soon as this thought arose, he quickly muttered "Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!" to ward off bad luck, reminding himself not to set up any jinxes.

Fortunately, on the 500th-something draw, the cursor finally stopped outside the numeric key area, landing on the alphabet key "D".

What could it be?

Zu An looked on with anticipation, seeing a transparent, thin disc appear on the virtual screen, resembling a contact lens.

"Congratulations! You've drawn 'Stare and Impregnate!'"

Zu An: "???"

However, having experienced strange draws before, he wasn't too surprised by the keyboard's peculiar nature. He quickly went to check its description.

Stare and Impregnate - Description:"Wear this item on your eyes. When staring at a target, you can choose whether to activate the skill. As long as the target makes eye contact with you, they will immediately experience the immersive pain of a ten-month pregnancy and childbirth, regardless of their gender or race. The effect lasts for half an hour, after which they return to normal. Usable 3 times.This skill, along with a certain Surnamed Song's 'Seize Chastity from a Thousand Li Away' from another dimension, is jointly known as the 'Twin Ultimate Pregnancy Skills.'"

Zu An's face darkened. Comparatively, he would have preferred the "Seize Chastity from a Thousand Li Away" skill. He wondered which powerful individual possessed such an ability; it was truly worthy of worship. This "Stare and Impregnate" was utterly ridiculous! It just inflicted pain without any actual damage, and returning to normal after a short while rendered it useless. Why did the items from this system feel more like prank tools?

However, he quickly realized that in a critical moment, this skill could be as good as a divine one.

Previous scientific studies had shown that human pain could be categorized into ten levels, with the pain of childbirth being among the most excruciating. In his previous life, there was a childbirth simulation machine, and many men, either compelled or voluntarily wanting to express love for their wives, would try it. Yet, after only a short experience, these seemingly tough men would cry out in agony and quickly collapse.

If he unleashed this on an enemy at a crucial point in battle, they would undoubtedly lose their combat ability instantly, and the situation could be reversed in a flash.

The only regret was the limited number of uses for this skill; it couldn't be used indiscriminately but had to be saved for critical moments.

He also wondered if the skill could be used for area-of-effect attacks. If he could activate it by staring at a group of people simultaneously, wouldn't that be incredible?

Various scenarios popped into his mind, and Zu An couldn't help but chuckle foolishly.

He continued drawing prizes. Afterward, the cursor never landed on an alphabet key again. In total, he also drew 58 Vitality Fruits.

Zu An consumed the Vitality Fruits one by one, feeling the *qi* begin to flow within his body. The golden substance in the second formation of the Third Rank quickly filled up, though it didn't completely fill, reaching only about two-thirds of the way.

Following the Fibonacci sequence, the second formation required 89 Vitality Fruits. Some had been filled previously, and now, after consuming 58, he still needed about twenty-something more Vitality Fruits.

Thinking about this, Zu An felt a pang of frustration. He had painstakingly accumulated over 60,000 Rage points, which seemed like a lot, yet it wasn't enough to fill a single formation. Especially later on, each formation would require astronomical amounts of Rage. At his current rate of accumulating Rage, when would he ever reach that point?

Stretching his limbs, Zu An assessed his strength, estimating it to be roughly equivalent to that of just over 200 normal adult men.

He initially thought he was more like a superhero, but then he recalled that small cars in his previous life had over a hundred horsepower. If his current strength were truly converted, it might not even match a car operating at full power.

However, from another perspective, being able to run almost as fast as a car still seemed superhuman. He wondered how terrifyingly strong the higher-cultivation powerhouses in this world were.

In truth, he lacked common knowledge. Cultivators in this world, at later stages, could harness the power of heaven and earth, a strength that could no longer be measured by a mere accumulation of human force.

With nothing else to do, he went to the quiet room again to check on Cheng Shoubing's progress with copying the family law. He wondered how many people Cheng had hired.

When he reached the quiet room, he found Cheng Shoubing furiously writing, gritting his teeth. He was the only one in the entire room.

Zu An: "..."

This guy was risking his life for money, unwilling to spend even a small amount to hire help.

But if he was willing to do that, then he could just copy slowly.

Zu An turned to leave. As he reached his own doorway, he suddenly stopped, his muscles tensing as he stared at a broken strand of hair caught in the door bolt.

Ever since he learned someone in the manor wanted to kill him, he had been extra vigilant, even setting up small traps at his door every time he went out. This situation clearly indicated someone had entered his room earlier, but he didn't know if they were still inside.

He took a deep breath, subtly slid the Mortal-Slaying Dagger into his sleeve, and then gently pushed the door open and stepped inside. Having just leveled up, he wanted to test his strength.

The moment he entered, a strong gust of wind came from behind the door. A slender, black-clad figure attacked him. Zu An, prepared, immediately dodged with a clumsy roll, then thrust the Mortal-Slaying Dagger towards the figure.

The person clearly hadn't expected their presence to be discovered. Coupled with Zu An's speed, it seemed they couldn't dodge in time and were struck by his dagger.

Zu An, however, wasn't happy, because he noticed the dagger's tip hadn't pierced the person's body but rather struck an afterimage.

"Oh?" The elegant figure was already half-crouching on a table several meters away, her voice filled with shock. First, because of Zu An's swift reaction, which was clearly unlike the good-for-nothing image she had of him. Second, because of the dagger's sharpness; it had effortlessly cut through her protective *qi* armor, severing a piece of her clothing. If her movements hadn't been fast enough, she would have been injured by that last attack.

Zu An was also observing her. She was clad head to toe in night clothes, her hair carefully concealed. Her voice was clear and pleasant, clearly indicating she was a woman, and likely a very beautiful one.

Having just dodged his lethal move, she was now half-crouched on the table like a leopardess, making her figure appear even more graceful. Combined with her beautiful eyes, it was clear that a stunning face lay beneath her veil.

However, Zu An detected a hint of familiarity in her eyes. A flash of insight struck him, and he blurted out, "Xue'er!"

The black-clad figure trembled slightly, then slowly pulled down her mask, revealing a face that was both delicate and indignant, though now etched with a frosty expression. "You're actually a cultivator?" His reaction speed just now was too fast; a normal person couldn't possibly achieve that.

Zu An smiled faintly. "Aren't you too?"

Xue'er said in a low voice, "You've always presented yourself as a good-for-nothing. So you were playing the pig to eat the tiger. What exactly is your purpose?"

Zu An sighed. "With your high cultivation, you're content to hide in the Chu Manor as a mere maid. Shouldn't I be asking *you* what your purpose is?"

Xue'er scoffed. "Whatever it is, it doesn't matter anymore. Today, you will surely die!"

Zu An couldn't help but exclaim, "You're too heartless! No matter what, we've had physical intimacy. As the saying goes, 'One day as husband and wife means a hundred days of kindness...'"

He was interrupted by Xue'er before he could finish: "Shut up!"

Rage points from Qiao Xueying +444!

She considered this incident a deep resentment. Every time she dreamt of her pure body being defiled by his hateful hands, she would wake up from a nightmare.

Because of their constant bickering during this period, she didn't want to show weakness and retorted, "You're not even a real man, and you dare to say such things?" As she spoke, she glanced dismissively at his crotch, her eyes full of sarcasm.

She expected him to fly into a rage or be utterly ashamed, but Zu An merely acted as if nothing was amiss: "Although it was missing that final step, the situation at the time lasted for at least half a day. So, by conversion, that's still fifty days of sentiment! Are you really that ruthless?"

"One day as husband and wife means a hundred days of kindness," so what the hell is "half a day as husband and wife means fifty days of kindness"?!