Hearing that there would be a Celebration Ceremony this afternoon, Qian Qian and Lin Xue, those action-oriented troublemakers, immediately sprang into action without another word and went off to wash up and dress themselves. Women really were creatures that were hard to understand. They could spend half an hour getting ready at home for a fifteen-minute outing. Even an oddball girl like Qian Qian enjoyed fussing with her hair. Anyway, I couldn't understand that behavior. There were also those who needed no preparation, though, such as Sandora, who had never made a habit of dressing up deliberately. She was busy asking Fina about the Atlantis newborn, so they would be prepared when they went to surprise the child's parents.
After asking around, it turned out there was nothing much to watch out for. No matter how many classes a society had, there was one thing about childbirth that was always fair: whoever came out first belonged to whoever gave birth first. There was absolutely no case of making the leader give birth first just to claim the first diaper. That would be far too unscientific. The newborn about to receive blessings was an ordinary Atlantis Commoner. Her or his parents—Fina wasn't entirely sure of the child's gender; this mechanical Queen who was accustomed to calculating numbers had little interest in such sentimental matters—were guards at a small shrine at the foot of Olympus Mountain. Every member of the family was utterly ordinary. The only extraordinary thing was that this lucky child was about to receive the first diaper of Atlantis's new era.
"Back then, to adapt to war, the Old Empire also modified their reproductive systems."
Sandora spoke with some emotion. "Atlantis people have a very short gestation period. Embryos can develop to a fairly mature state in the mother's