Chapter 112: Labor

Chapter 112: Chapter 112: Labor

When the pregnancy entered its thirty-eighth week, all the core members of the family temporarily set aside their work on Sirius to move over to planet Cygnus.

It was not because the medical conditions on Sirius were poor, but because the "pheromone generator" named Noah Coronado was lying down in the secret basement of Cygnus. The closer it got to the due date, the more vigorously the mental core of the little one inside Liam’s belly operated; every day Liam had to sit in the underground room for at least four hours so the pheromones of rum blended with golden orange could soothe the child before the little one would lie still without kicking about to give its Papa a backache.

In order to conceal Noah’s existence in front of Benjamin, Isabella, Elijah, as well as Mr. and Mrs. Hall, who had just landed on a military spaceship from the Capital planet yesterday, Theodore had an underground air duct system installed leading from the hibernation pod down in the basement straight up to the dedicated delivery room on the first floor of the villa.

He lied to everyone that he had used the special technology of the Vance family to synthesize a gas simulating high-grade pheromones from the genetic sample in the fetal blood, piping it directly into Liam’s room.

Because the reputation of the top military doctor in the Empire served as a guarantee, everyone from Mr. and Mrs. Hall down to the Martinez siblings believed it completely; not a single person suspected in the slightest that right beneath the floor, less than five meters from their feet, lay the former Crown Prince whom the entire Galaxy thought had turned to ash.

Two days before the labor pains struck, Liam had also carefully drunk the final tube of Gene-Defect Restoration Fluid combined with Pure Spiritual Dew to reinforce his physical strength and the flexibility of his pelvic muscles to their optimal state.

On the afternoon of May 22nd, the sky of planet Cygnus rarely pulled over with gloomy grey clouds; the seasonal wind carrying cool moisture blew across the lush green fields of sweet grass, signaling that a heavy rain was about to pour down.

In the first-floor living room, Mrs. Hall and Isabella were sitting folding tiny newborn clothes, mittens, booties, and diapers sewn from buttery-soft bamboo fiber fabric blended with Cryomollis Silk into a rattan basket, while Mr. Hall, Alexander, Benjamin, Daniel, and Elijah were gathered around the tea table listening to Liam direct the distribution of the first batch of Silver Needle fish sauce that had just shipped out from the factory this morning.

"For this first batch of fifty thousand bottles, Brother Sebastian must remember to hold back five thousand bottles packed in high-end oak gift boxes to present to the partners of the Hall family and the Vance family first, while the remaining..."

Liam was holding the smart tablet speaking halfway through his sentence when he suddenly froze.

His hand gripped the edge of the sofa tightly, his rosy complexion turning deathly pale in an instant. A cramping pain from his lower abdomen suddenly ambushed him as though someone were twisting all of his internal organs, bringing along the sensation of a warm stream of liquid flowing down his legs.

"Liam? What is wrong?" Mrs. Hall, sitting closest, immediately noticed the abnormality in her son, hurriedly dropping the newborn shirt in her hand before rushing over to support Liam’s shoulders.

Liam bowed his head to look at the wet stain soaking into the sofa cushion beneath him, drawing in a breath of cold air, his voice losing its pitch while still trying to stay calm:

"Mother... Auntie Camila... It seems... my water broke!"

"What?! Your water broke?!"

Those few short words were like a heavy bomb thrown down into the middle of the living room.

The entire villa, which had originally been peaceful and cozy, immediately descended into complete chaos!

Mr. Hall, the Minister of the Ministry of Internal Affairs who normally never changed his expression in front of hundreds of Parliament members, sprang to his feet so fast at this moment that he kicked the alloy tea table flying two meters away.

Alexander and Benjamin rushed forward at the same time; the two older brothers standing over one meter eighty tall tangled their legs together, nearly crashing into each other to tumble onto the floor. Elijah and Daniel turned pale, clutching each other’s hands tightly as they stood frozen like two flustered chickens tangled in thread, their mouths stammering the doctor’s name while forgetting the doctor was right in the next room.

Thankfully, Dr. Camila and Eldest Uncle Theodore were standing by on duty in the medical room next door. The two experienced doctors heard Mrs. Hall’s frantic cry, immediately rushing out with an automatic medical gurney fitted with shock-absorbing cushions.

"Do not panic! Everyone step aside so Dr. Camila and I can take him into the delivery room!" Theodore barked out loudly in a battlefield command tone, immediately bringing the flustered group of men back into order.

Benjamin carefully scooped Liam up to place him onto the gurney. Within less than two minutes, Liam was brought into the sterile delivery room that had been prepared half a month ago at the far end of the first-floor corridor.

The alloy door of the delivery room slammed shut, the [Do Not Disturb] indicator light flashing a blazing red.

Outside in the corridor, Mr. and Mrs. Hall, Alexander, Benjamin, Isabella, Daniel, and Elijah were too restless to stand or sit still. Every few dozen seconds, Benjamin and Alexander paced back and forth in front of the room door like two caged bears, clenching both hands so tightly that their knuckles cracked, only hating that they could not drag out the bastard who had gotten their younger brother pregnant by the scruff of the neck to give the man a thrashing.

Meanwhile, inside the delivery room, the real labor pains had begun to crash down.

The child inside Liam’s belly carried the direct bloodline of a 2S-grade Alpha standing on the threshold of breaking through to 3S. Normally, when lying still inside the belly, it was fine, yet the moment the labor process began, following its survival instinct to protect itself upon leaving its Papa’s body, the baby’s mental core automatically unleashed an exceedingly terrifying wave of mental power coercion!

"Mm!"

Liam bit his lip tightly until it bled, gripping the handrails on both sides of the birthing bed with both hands so hard his knuckles turned white; in the blink of an eye, cold sweat had completely drenched his chestnut-brown hair and thin patient gown.

The pain came not only from his skeletal frame and E++-grade Omega body having to open up millimeter by millimeter to welcome the child into the world, but even more agonizing was the little one’s overly tyrannical innate stream of mental power ramming frantically against his nerves and meridians!

Inside the soul space, Nirvana was also flying around in a frenzy, its cat eyes flashing continuously with blue light to transmit wave after wave of cool, soothing energy from the Pure Morning Dew Collection Vase into Liam’s body:

[Hang in there, Liam! This little one inherited mental power from its father that is far too strong; while crawling out of your belly it does not know how to restrain itself, which is why it is hurting you twice as much as an ordinary person! Stop biting your lip, it is bleeding all over; if it hurts, just scream out loud!]

Auntie Camila watched the fetal mental power pressure index on the screen skyrocketing into the red warning zone while Liam’s physical strength and blood pressure were plummeting rapidly, her expression shifting:

"Dr. Vance! This is bad! The child’s mental power grade is far higher than our estimates! The pheromone gas piped up from down in the cellar is too diluted, lacking the strength to suppress the fetus’s self-defense reflex! If this continues, before the reproductive cavity opens completely, Liam’s E++-grade mental sea will be traumatized by the baby’s own mental power!"

Theodore’s forehead was beaded with cold sweat as well. He had already turned the valve piping pheromone gas from the hibernation pod down in the basement up to the maximum level, yet after passing through a floor level and a long pipeline, Noah’s pheromone concentration had degraded by more than half by the time it reached the delivery room, completely insufficient to form a direct suppression cage.

Moreover, right now outside the delivery room door, Mr. and Mrs. Hall along with Benjamin and Isabella were all present in full force; he could not possibly haul Crown Prince Noah’s hibernation pod up into the delivery room right in front of so many people!

Right when Theodore was about to take the risk of injecting a stimulant shot to forcibly open the birth canal for Liam, a violent contraction reaching its peak suddenly crashed down!

"Aaah!!!"

Liam could no longer hold it back, letting out a heart-wrenching scream of agony.

The moment the pain touched the highest limit of endurance of his body and soul, Liam’s mental sea, along with the gland at the back of his neck that had once been temporarily marked by Noah, suddenly erupted with an unprecedentedly fierce distress impulse!

The mental power impulse, carrying a tear-drenched jasmine fragrance and the extreme agony of an Omega in childbirth, pierced straight through the thick alloy floor, striking directly down into the underground room below like an invisible bolt of lightning!