I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game-Chapter 267 Awakening
Player 275’s world.
In the light blue halo, the lab’s dome was transparent, and through it, one could see the starry sea outside, where stars slowly moved, and occasionally a meteor streaked by, shimmering with a faint glow.
This was a place Zong Fang knew all too well—his lab.
Everything inside the lab seemed unusually quiet, with only the low humming of machines echoing in the air. The floor beneath his feet was made of smooth silver-white metal, silent upon touch. Tall data towers were arranged all around, each flickering with green lights, pulsing like the beat of life, with data transmitting between towers in beams of light.
He walked toward the control panel.
He knew his habits; he would always leave a record whenever he entered or exited the lab—so Zong Fang thought to use the records to track down the traces of another him in this world.
Zong Fang flipped to the latest entry: "17:58 PM, Human Observation Record."
He frowned upon seeing the word ’human,’ his eyelids twitching. Yet he reminded himself that this wasn’t his world, which slightly eased his mind.
According to the timestamp in the record, it meant that another him had just left the lab not long ago.
Zong Fang thought about going out to look around but became rooted to the spot when he caught sight of a huge container nearby.
In the center of the lab, a giant transparent container was suspended above a magnetic array, filled with a light blue liquid. In the liquid, one could vaguely see a blurred figure—a woman with long hair, gently swaying with the liquid’s flow.
She was like a specimen preserved in formalin.
Next to the control panel, hundreds of data streams rolled quickly across the screen, constantly analyzing the condition of the organism.
Zong Fang stepped forward, looking at the label affixed below the container—
Biological Attributes: Ancient Humans.
Gender: Female.
Name: Experimental Subject X.
Clearly, in this world’s version of himself, didn’t even bother to learn the human’s name.
If it had been someone else like Carl to witness this scene, they would surely find it abominable.
But Zong Fang only showed a fleeting surprise before his expression reverted to indifference.
For some reason, he had a feeling that this world’s version of himself had grown very weary of everything.
Zong Fang walked toward the control panel, his fingertips gliding over the panel, and the holographic interface popped open instantly, with countless star maps and data charts suspending in front of him.
His gaze skimmed over the flashing charts; the blue-green light reflected in his spectacles, deepening the abyss in his eyes.
Zong Fang pressed a button without any expression.
A red warning light immediately started to flash.
The lighting around the lab became intensely glaring in an instant, and with the alarm sound, the air trembled slightly. A row of cold words appeared on the projection wall: "Authority Warning—Illegal Intrusion Detection in Progress."
After about ten minutes, the lab’s door opened.
A silver-haired man in a white lab coat walked in. He instantly spotted the man standing in front of the container, who had the same silver hair as himself, only not as long, and a very familiar figure...
The man slowly turned, showing a face that was identical to his own.
"I have some questions for you, and you’d better answer quickly, because someone is waiting for me," Zong Fang said.
...
Player 747’s world.
Anubis stood in the hallway of the apartment.
He approached the door of room 702, tried entering the password, and ’beep beep,’ the door indeed opened.
Anubis’s thought was simple: Find himself, say the taboo word, and go back to wait for Qiao.
However, as soon as he stepped into the room, a light female voice chimed in, "Why are you back so soon?"
Anubis was taken aback, looking at the person opposite him—a petite girl with short hair.
"Bi, what’s up? Did you forget something?" The girl looked at him puzzledly, noting that his clothes were completely different from when he left, and his hair seemed shorter.
"Where have you been?"
Anubis realized that the person before him was the player Qiao referred to.
Wishing not to complicate things further or cause trouble for Qiao, he didn’t reveal his true identity but just nodded nonchalantly and said, "I came back to get something I’d left behind."
The girl felt something was off, but the next second, she approached enthusiastically, attempting to hook her arm with his.
"Since you’re back, why don’t you join me for a meal before you head back to training?"
Anubis quickly side-stepped, moving a bit to the side to put some distance between them.
Perhaps the move was too damaging to her self-esteem, as her eyes immediately welled up with tears.
She looked at Anubis, crying and questioning, "Why are you always like this?"
Anubis’s gaze remained undisturbed as he watched her, not uttering a word.
The girl was on the verge of breakdown, feeling as if she was experiencing emotional abuse in this broken game. Whatever feelings of being loved she was meant to experience were absent!
"It’s bad enough when you ignore me when I talk to you, but just for touching you a bit, you dodge like you have some kind of phobia. What’s wrong with me! What am I lacking! Say something!"
Anubis looked at the emotionally uncontrollable girl before him, somewhat bewildered. After a few seconds of silence, he finally said, "You are fine."
He could feel her sadness, but it wasn’t on his account—at least not the him standing there—and certainly not another him from another world.
But Anubis didn’t ignore the girl’s distress and chose to be honest: "You don’t have to doubt yourself, but I hope you understand, if I keep refusing to be with you, it only points to one thing, and that is that I don’t like you."
The girl still had tears streaming down her face but stopped crying.
She inquired, "Aren’t you supposed to like me?"
Anubis shook his head with certainty, saying, "I have someone I like, and she’s waiting for me."
The girl seemed to calm down, finding this straightforward Anubis less draining than one who ignored her and remained aloof. Her initial intent to file a complaint about the character dissipated at that moment. She lifted her gaze, a hint of confusion in her eyes: "But in this world, I’m the only one that is viviparous and female, who do you like?"
Anubis blurted out almost saying Qiao but caught himself at the last moment, mindful of her monitored predicament, and halted his words.
Just then, Li Yi barged in, munching on an apple, "Hey, can I use the bathroom? That one in my place is broken again."
Anubis pointed to the incoming Li Yi and said to the girl, "Him."
The girl’s pupils shook dramatically, stunned, and then a flicker of excitement crossed her face, biting her fist with an expression of fascination.
Li Yi continued to munch his apple, cluelessly, little droplets of juice glistening at the corner of his mouth.
"What? What’s up with me?"
"Can I or can’t I use the bathroom?"