"Oh, Mary, my dear Mary!"
Mary had barely entered the room when, accompanied by a mournful cry, the head of the Transmutation System lunged at her like a madman, charging straight for her... lower abdomen.
"Let me see, how many months has it been?"
"Please show some restraint, Mentor!"
Facing the Transmutation System head rushing at her, Mary did not hesitate to punch him in the face, sending him sprawling to the floor.
"How many months of what?"
"The baby!"
Rubbing his face, the Transmutation System head climbed back to his feet and stared gravely at Mary.
"Well? Has that kid been having too much fun to come home? It's fine. You know I'm like your father. Come on, you don't need to hide this from me. Tell me, how long until I can hold my grandchild?"
As he spoke, the Transmutation System head gave Mary a careful look, and his expression suddenly changed.
"What? Don't tell me you're not pregnant? Is something wrong with you, or with him?"
"You may repeat that in front of Lord Fang Zheng. I'll help collect your body."
Mary silently stared at her department head, then pulled out a stick from behind her back.
She had used this stick for several years now, and it fit her hand perfectly.
"Or should I bury you right here and now?"
"Uh..."
Seeing the stick in Mary's hand, the Transmutation System head sucked in a sharp breath, then returned to the table and sat down.
"So there's been no progress at all between you and that kid?"
"Lord Fang Zheng is not like you."
Mary glared coldly at her mentor.
"I reported everything we did at Heavenly Dao Palace to you through the records!"
"Ah, wasn't I just being considerate?..."
As he spoke, the Transmutation System head