Little Meng's Prestige!

"That was roughly the idea."

"No, no, no, you misunderstood."

Cade Hawke and Sophia spoke at the same time, but one nodded in agreement while the other shook her head frantically.

Xu Meng was a little confused. "So is it or isn't it?"

"Let me explain." Sophia gave her husband a shove to make him shut up.

"The core gameplay concept really is having players produce children to compete, but not through fighting and killing."

"What I envisioned was a more comprehensive kind of competition."

"For example, running, skateboarding, singing, dancing, musical instruments... common competitive activities that already exist in real life."

"Then there are things like free climbing, high-altitude skydiving, jousting, beast-fighting tournaments... rarer and more dangerous competitions."

"Of course, there would also be direct confrontations in combat."

"If you want to widen the gap between yourself and others, bloodline, talent, and training are all indispensable."

"Just like horse racing..."

"No, no, no, wait a second." Xu Meng was so shocked by her idea that he could not help waving his hands repeatedly.

All he had to do was imagine two adorable five- or six-year-old children in full sets of miniature plate armor, charging at each other on horseback with lances several meters long.

With a crack, the lances broke.

One of the children let out a miserable cry of pain and was sent flying seven or eight meters, then rolled a long way across the ground.

Amid the billowing dust, they coughed up blood in great mouthfuls, barely clinging to life...

Just thinking about it made his head feel like it was about to explode!

Was this really an idea a human being could come up with??

He looked at Sophia's noticeably swollen belly, finding it hard to understand—

You're about to become a mother. Shouldn't tenderness and