In October 1992, a baby girl was born in the Kassel Academy Hospital. The birth went very smoothly. In the words of her mother, Jovini:
It's like a ball rolling out, completely different from my own brat.
Lu Lincheng took Qiao Weini's hand, and before he even had time to make a worried expression, the child fell to the ground.
And the next second, the child's first cry created a fireball in the delivery room, and then exploded the priceless medical equipment next to it.
Ander and Angers rushed into the delivery room and looked at the wrinkled child with mucus on his body.
She closed her eyes and cried inarticulately, and Ender could clearly feel the temperature in the air rising.
"Whoever comes, move immediately."
Ender gently held up the child with the cotton cloth on the side and walked quickly to the isolation room set up next to it. This isolation room can withstand the attack of Deadpool and is specially used to hold dangerous hybrids.
According to the intensity of the child's attack, Lulincheng and Qiao Weini's bodies could not withstand her attack. Only Ander, a dragon species, could withstand her attack.
Lu Lincheng and Qiao Weini were transferred to another department for treatment. The isolation room was filled with fireproof foam boards, and Angers' voice came from the headphones on Ander's ears.
"Now we have to rely on you first to see if there are any signs of dragon transformation in the experimental subject ξ."
Angers also did not expect that the test-tube babies created by Herzog would possess such powerful power right after birth. This was a good thing in a sense, because it meant that the secret party had another powerful weapon.
Among the few people present, only Ender had enough physical strength, so the task of taking care of the newborn baby was now handed over to him.
"No, everything is normal. It's just a human child, wrinkled."
With lingering fear, Ender applied himself to resist energy damage. The explosion just now was no less than a fireball. Newly born dragon cubs may not be as powerful as this child.
"Okay, Dr. Strange will take over now. He will tell you what to do."
"I know, I know, I never thought I would have to take care of a baby one day."
A calm male voice came from the earphones: "Mr. Ander, please follow my instructions. First of all..."
Following explosions and flames, Ender walked out of the isolation room a few hours later. The child was wrapped in swaddling clothes and placed in an insulated room.
Angers went over to meet him, holding a new dress in his hand.
The gray hair on Ender's head that had been transformed by the transformation spell was shaken by the explosion, and part of his hair was swallowed up by the flames, exposing the scalp underneath.
Under the old head is an extremely young and strong body. For Ender, it is very troublesome to completely transform, so most of the time he only changes the appearance of his head.
Ender put on his clothes and took two deep breaths.
"I feel like I have been fighting a Balrog for a whole day, even though I have never fought a Balrog."
Sitting on the sofa, he drank the Coke handed to him by Angers in one breath and let out a loud burp.
"I suffered at least three or four fireballs and some unknown slashes."
Ender showed off the white marks on his shoulders and the skin blackened by the flames. This child could not control her power at all, and the word spirit always activated suddenly.
"I'll play her cry slowly, please listen."
Angers handed over a Walkman with a box of tapes that had just been burned.
Ender played the tape, and the baby's cry became a little muffled due to the slow playback, but Ender keenly captured a certain discordant sound mixed in the cry.
"This is... Long Wen?"
Ender heard that this was the dragon text of this world, mixed in with the baby's cry, and emitted in an inconspicuous way.
"Her bloodline is so high that using dragon writing has become her instinct."
"This is not good. Has her speech spirit been analyzed?"
Ender knew that if the situation in the original text were to be followed, this child's speech spirit should be Judgment, a high-risk speech spirit ranked 111.
But now it seems that the changes she brought about have caused some changes in her speech and spirit.
"Yan Ling Judgment, try listening to it in a language you understand."
Angers said, applying a language proficiency to Ender. Now his spellcasting level is around level 11, and he can be considered an excellent Dragon Vein Warlock.
Ender played back the tape and listened to the dragon text again. The vague dragon text was transformed into a language he could understand.
"die……"
"You can already swear when you are born. At such a young age, you have a bright future."
Angers was amused by Ander's statement. He took the Walkman and continued:
"This is a death sentence for objects in the field. According to records, this command can cut everything in the field."
Ender touched his shoulder and saw that the white marks had disappeared.
"What's with those fireballs?"
Angers turned around with a sly smile on his face.
"Because of you, your dragon blood gave her some fire abilities, like some kind of alternative dragon breath."
None of the dragonborn that Ender has transformed over the years have the ability to breath weapons, that is, dragon breath. Because of the conflict between the dragon blood of the two worlds, the dragonborn in this world can only be said to be half-baked and not fully transformed.
Now, this newborn child seems to have combined the spirit of speech and dragon breath. Perhaps this is related to the dragon blood that Qiao Weini was injected with during her pregnancy.
Ander suddenly understood the meaning of Angers' smile just now. Now the child born by Giovanni had part of his own blood.
Although this is not a big deal, this child now has five parents, the parents who gave her blood, the parents who gave her birth, and Ender, the father who gave her dragon blood.
Although it is not a big deal for a person to have three fathers and two mothers, it is enough for the 1818 Golden Eye.
"The next step is up to you."
Angers patted Ander on the shoulder and said.
"What are you doing? You want me to take care of the child?"
Anger nodded, took out a milk bottle from the bag at his feet and handed it to Ander.
"Lu Lincheng and Qiao Weini can't handle this child. I can barely handle it, but are you sure you want me to take care of her?"
Ander glanced at Angers, and he knew that if Angers had a child, he would most likely take the baby to fight Deadpool, and then try every means to train her into an emotionless weapon.
"Forget it, I have nothing to do during this time anyway."
"Remember to find a replacement for me quickly, someone with a stronger physical strength will be fine."
Ender waved his hand. He was not married yet, but having a daughter first seemed to be a good feeling...