C49 (1/2)

I've only heard of garlic. I've never heard of it.

Min Hao stepped back a little and suddenly asked, ”Do you feel comfortable inside your mother's stomach?”

I looked at Min Hao in surprise. Min Hao signaled me not to speak.

The little devil happily said, ”So comfortable! ”Extremely comfortable …”

Min Hao heaved a long sigh of relief. I suddenly understood what he meant. He was afraid that the ghost head would have its own consciousness and would want to bite off his mother.

I felt that this was an unavoidable problem and there was no need to hide it.

”Min Hao, are you worried that he'll eat me if he comes out?”

Min Hao was shocked by my question. ”You know about it?”

Hearing his answer, I knew that it must be true.

I told Min Hao about the Ghost Embryo controlling me to kill the middle-aged man and take his soul.

”Min Hao, what I'm worried about right now is not what it will do to me, but what it will do to the world.” My head hurts a little. ”I don't care, I want to be born myself, he doesn't want me to raise him, so I'll eat him if I want to. But what about others? ”

”Sis, are you afraid that he will harm others?”

I shook my head. ”No, I'm afraid that he will hurt me and I'll be treated as a demon. When the time comes, I'll chase after him to beat him up and kill him …”

With that, my heart began to ache.

I had fantasized about my child. He could be unlovable, he could be unoutstanding, he could be unloved by many, but I didn't want anyone to hurt him.

”Motherf * cker, I'll just kill all the bad guys, won't that do?!” This little bastard was asking for a beating.

I patted my belly. ”You still want to kill everyone on Earth? Are you the only one left on Earth?”

”Sis, how about we wait for him to come out before I take him to the mountain?” Min Hao suggested.

I shook my head with a wry smile. ”Do you think that's possible? ”Song Nan wanted him, that's why …”

I don't know why Song Nan wanted me to give birth to this demon, but since I can't tell anyone, it definitely isn't something that can be exposed.

Min Hao bit his lips and remained silent.

”Little bastard, what is your name?” ”I whispered to that little bastard who doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. I can't possibly call him a little bastard from now on, right?” And are you a boy? Or a girl? ”

”Sis, the Ghost Birth doesn't have a gender.” Min Hao added.

Holy shit, why does it feel like I'm talking about transvestites when I don't have a gender?

”Mama, give me a name, will you?” Maybe he realized he had pissed me off, he whispered.

At the beginning, I thought that Little Rascal would be called Eggy. However, upon thinking about Song Nan's surname, if he were to call himself Song Eggy, he would have the same name as a comedian.

As a cripple who chose his name, I was at a loss for a long time.

”If you're not called Whitey, it's simple and easy to remember, okay?” This thought suddenly popped into my mind, ”Anyway, just treat it as a nickname. When Song Nan comes back, I'll have him give you a big name.”

”Okay, okay, Mama, I like that name!” His voice was very cheerful, his voice full of childish innocence. Just by hearing this voice, who would have thought that he would kill someone without even blinking?!

I didn't ask Min Hao where he had been these days, but I knew he had been working hard.

I want to be strong for Min Hao, for my father, for Her Majesty.