I knocked on the first woman's door again, and both women welcomed me in.

The third woman's story was simpler. She was one of those people who had trouble getting pregnant. She and her husband went through a lot of hardship and effort to finally conceive a child when she was almost forty. She was so careful with every step she took, afraid that this hard-won child would leave them again.

I could understand this woman better. It's normal for people to want their own offspring. However, I didn't understand how she could chat so happily with the first woman.

Shouldn't these be two completely different kinds of people? They should be completely different, both physically and in terms of personality.

The first woman was extremely fertile, still getting pregnant despite taking precautions, and she didn't care about the child, having an abortion if she got pregnant.

The third woman had difficulty getting pregnant, taking medicine, undergoing IVF, praying to gods and Buddhas, and finally conceiving with great difficulty.

What could these two women talk about together? Could their values be the same? Could these two people have anything in common? Could they avoid arguing?

Yes, the two women got along very well, and they talked about children and some private matters.

"Master, can I keep these children by my side? If I can, can you let them be reincarnated into my womb? I really like them so much." The young woman hugged the group of big-headed ghost fetuses, looking at me sincerely, her eyes incredibly pure.

"You don't hate them anymore so quickly?" I asked in surprise.

"I'm already content that they don't hate me. What right do I have to dislike them? I was the one who let them down. I was the one who made them suffer so much..."

As she spoke, tears fell from the young woman's eyes, and a little ghost sitting in her arms clumsily reached out its tiny arms to wipe away her tears.

I was very happy to see that this woman had finally repented. However, these children definitely couldn't stay here forever. They were all Yin souls, and the best outcome was to go to the underworld and be reincarnated.

The young woman didn't insist on keeping them, but asked me what she could do for these children. After all, they were mother and children, and she wanted to make amends as much as possible.

I could help with this, recommending several scriptures to her so that she could continue to pray for the little ghosts who were being reincarnated.

In the evening, the little ghosts were finally sent away by me. Before they left, they said goodbye to their mother and younger sibling with reluctance. The scene was so touching that I almost cried.

Okay, that's the end of the interviews with the three women. All three women will take good care of the children in their wombs, and no one will have an abortion. As for the other pregnant women in the building, I didn't dare to inquire about them. The question that Mi Tianying left me has completely confused me.

What exactly does he want to do? What exactly does he want me to understand?

I lay on the bed alone, thinking over and over about the information from this day. I thought so hard that my head hurt, but I couldn't figure out anything.

If I couldn't understand Mi Tianying's intention, there was no way to stop that competition, and there was no way to solve the problem of the collective pregnancy of the female employees in the building.

This was really a headache. This was the first time I had encountered a case like this, where everything was so unclear and I didn't know where to start.

I couldn't figure it out no matter how much I thought, so I got up and wandered around the room, and then wandered around in the corridor, almost bumping into a young man.

I quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I was so engrossed in thinking about something that I didn't see you coming. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay, I wasn't paying attention to the road just now either. It's not entirely your fault." The young man was also very understanding.

"Oh, Master, it's you." The woman behind the man said.

I was stunned to realize that the person behind the young man was actually the divorced woman I met during the day.

"This is..." Holy crap, no way?

The divorced woman smiled shyly, "He is the father of my child. During the day, the master said that my child might need long-term care in the future. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to take good care of him at my age, so after hesitating for a long time, I still called his father.

I'm ashamed to say that I said so many times before that I would be responsible for everything about this child, but in the end, I still need him to share the responsibility."

The man smiled and said, "It's originally a shared responsibility between two people, so it's right for me to take on the responsibility. If I don't raise my own child, am I supposed to push it to your son? He has his own life, and I have to fulfill my own responsibilities."

Uh?

Okay, you guys are awesome, you guys are noble, you guys are loving.

My mind was completely confused. Mi Tianying, what the hell are you trying to do? Are you telling a normal person's story?

I was almost driven crazy by Mi Tianying today. When I returned to my room, I found a piece of paper, drew a beggar on it at random, pointed at it, and planned to start scolding.

As a result, the person on the paper spoke.

"Father, do you feel ashamed?" the beggar on the paper said.

Huh? Father? Who are you calling father? Shouldn't your father be in the Mi Tian realm? You can't find your dad in this human world.

"You, you've mistaken me, right?" I pointed to my face to let Mi Tianying see clearly that I was Wan Qian, and his dad wasn't here.

Mi Tianying completely ignored my meaning and continued to say to himself, "Father, you've seen it, haven't you? Even vulgar people have compassion for innocent fetuses. Why is a dignified god like you so heartless?

Father, when you took me away, didn't mother stop you? Didn't she ask you why you would sacrifice your own child for power and status?

Father, my great father, my great god Wu Tianzi, have you never regretted your decision back then?"

"No, everything I did was what I should have done. I did sacrifice you, but all of this sacrifice was worth it." These words came out of my mouth, but they were definitely not what I wanted to say.

Wu Tianzi, great god, sacrificing the child, the figure about to disappear in the big ice cube, father…

Could it be…

The information from the past few days finally came together. Although Mi Tianying came from the Mi Tian realm, he was not a descendant of the Mi Tian clan. He was the divine infant used to lure Zhulong back then.

His father was the great god Wu Tianzi, and it was Wu Tianzi who took the initiative to offer his child, which allowed the Mi Tian clan to successfully capture Zhulong.

Mi Tianying was also swallowed by Zhulong, losing the godhood of the great god and being forever buried in the Mi Tian realm.

The desolate grave next to the palace was Mi Tianying's. Although Mi Tianying had been buried in the ground, he was, after all, a descendant of the great god, so he could be willful even after death. Therefore, even if his dilapidated tomb was an eyesore, the great gods of Mi Tian didn't dare to do anything to him.

But why was he calling me father? Do I look like his dad?