Chapter 401: Gene Seed Completion Project
Although securing Owen’s limited shares is important, it’s not the only thing, especially when the Dungeon is just starting up.
Apart from the Gray Dwarves immediately settling into their work routine of shuttling between the Blacksmith Shop and the Tavern, the two women also found, or rather, divided up, some power for themselves, even though these powers seem meager now.
Younas took charge of the Tavern, becoming the beautiful proprietress, while also being responsible for trading with traveling merchants.
Siluo, having taken the first-mover advantage, not only enjoyed the right to whisper in Owen’s ear in the Assembly Hall but also controlled the Dungeon’s diplomatic power, which is to recruit people from outside, especially male Drow. She still hasn’t given up on her dream of becoming a Matriarch.
With everyone’s hard work and Owen’s cheating, the development of the Ogre Lord’s Dungeon gradually got on track. It has become a regular stop for many traveling merchants, and nearby evil creatures have also come to hear about it. A male Drow assassin even appeared, which immediately caught Siluo’s attention.
Although she wasn’t very satisfied with his strength, Siluo didn’t want to miss the opportunity. She prepared to use a Drow secret technique to conceive her first child, but was shocked to discover that she was already pregnant!
“Bolt from the blue” couldn’t even begin to describe the shock in Siluo’s heart. She could swear to the heavens that during this time, she had only been intimate with that Ogre. After all, compared to the three-meter-tall Ogre, normal males simply couldn’t arouse any interest in her. Just like a toothbrush holder doesn’t have feelings for a toothbrush.
Similarly, if it weren’t for the sake of having offspring, Siluo wouldn’t even bother to glance at her male counterparts.
So now the question is, whose child is she carrying?
Logically, it must be the Ogre’s, as she had never heard of Drow having the ability to reproduce asexually.
However, apart from humans, dwarves, barbarians, and elves having a small chance of producing hybrid offspring, the remaining races are reproductively isolated. Even the emergence of Beastkin was related to some ancient magical experiments.
A Drow and an Ogre, the difference between them is greater than that between a monkey and a gorilla. Theoretically, even if she was marinated to perfection, she shouldn’t be able to conceive. How could she be pregnant?!
Siluo’s thoughts inevitably fell into chaos. After finally regaining her composure, she immediately rushed to the Assembly Hall. Now she only wanted to find that damn Ogre and demand an explanation. The only one who could do this and had the opportunity was that damn Ogre!
But while pretending to be smart isn’t easy, playing dumb doesn’t require much talent. Owen’s grunts and feigned ignorance left Siluo helpless. What annoyed her even more was that, as her belly grew bigger day by day, that damn warlock seized the opportunity to take over her share and whisper sweet nothings in Owen’s ear, while she could only watch helplessly, holding her belly.
While Siluo was fuming with impotence, Owen was actually observing everything. Obviously, Siluo’s pregnancy was his doing.
In fact, Owen had long discovered that he couldn’t have children through normal means. He wasn’t stupid. With his tireless efforts and lack of protection, with several women all possessing child-bearing figures, he should have enough children to form a class by now.
Later, Owen discovered that it wasn’t that his “seeds” were faulty, nor was it a problem of reproductive isolation. It was that he possessed an extremely strong uniqueness, so strong that it even affected his offspring.
Obviously, this inexplicable uniqueness was related to the system. Therefore, even Owen was helpless because he was still halfway from fully unlocking the system, let alone understanding and mastering it.
But this didn’t mean Owen had given up. He could choose not to have children, but it didn’t mean he could accept being unable to have them. Hence, the Gene Seed Project was born.
Owen’s Original Body had once extracted his own genetic material. After researching it, he discovered that his genes formed a flawless double helix, locking all genetic information inside, making it impossible to extract completely. So, he used special means to shatter it, then extracted gene fragments, and used the system’s power to complete them, finally implanting them into a host to give birth.
This project was named the Gene Seed Completion Project by Owen. Theoretically speaking, could the child born this way be considered his offspring?
In reality, even Owen himself wasn’t sure. Therefore, although this project was gradually perfected, it had never been used. He was reluctant to let his women take the risk, nor did he want them to become birthing machines.
Now, Siluo’s size and figure were just right. She was his woman, but he wouldn’t feel bad if she was “worn out.” So, he planted a seed early on and watered it three times a day. Otherwise, even if he was lustful, he wouldn’t be doing this as often as eating.
Although she knew that damn Ogre was behind this, Siluo had no intention of aborting the child. She was also curious what kind of monster she would give birth to.
That’s right, for Siluo, the child in her belly was a monster, a monster with the strength and physique of an Ogre and the cunning and agility of a Drow.
If such a monster were truly born, Siluo would gain an extremely terrifying and useful tool.
Thinking of this, Siluo couldn’t help but feel excited. Stroking her bulging belly, she thought happily about the scene of commanding a group of powerful offspring to conquer cities and territories in the future.
As for maternal love, heh, the Drow race simply doesn’t have this concept. Every Drow Matriarch treats her offspring as slaves and tools. There is no such thing as love; everything is for themselves.
In any case, the child in Siluo’s belly continued to grow day by day, at an incredibly fast pace.
As a long-lived species, apart from the Drow who dare to use secret techniques on their own bodies, childbirth is a very difficult thing for any elf. Not only is it hard to conceive, but the pregnancy period of several years, coupled with the offspring’s long growth period, is simply a kind of torture.
Although the Drow have secret techniques, they still have to follow the laws of elf reproduction.
But the child Siluo conceived this time is different. According to her calculations, it would only take ten months to be born, but the cost is a tenfold increase in nutrient absorption.
Siluo’s face turned green. Unless she was a Legendary, she couldn’t afford to support this monster in her belly.
“Damn it, you sure know how to cause me trouble!” Siluo said, patting her belly with a gloomy face. But she was unwilling to give up the child. After all, if this child inherited the advantages of both the Ogre and the Drow, she would undoubtedly have created a powerful race, and could even become one of the most powerful Drow Matriarchs in the Underworld.
Seeing Siluo’s increased appetite, Owen obviously also noticed the problem. Therefore, he specially prepared a maternity meal set for her.
“Dragon Brain Soup, Dragon Marrow Porridge, Dragon Blood Potion, once a day, guaranteed to keep you energized.” Owen, who was becoming more fluent, fiddled with the maternity nutrition meal he had just added to the Ogre Cookbook and said to Siluo.
“Thank you so much for your concern.” Siluo’s face twitched, looking at the clear soup with floating brain fragments, the dark, black porridge, and the pungent Dragon Blood Potion, and said with a forced smile.
Although it doesn’t look appealing, its nutritional value is truly high. Even before giving birth, it feels like the granary has been expanded. With Owen’s current physique, he has a better grasp of things.
