The moment Chen Shouyi left, God of Fertility, Vesta, opened her eyes.
Feeling that heart-stopping presence gradually recede and disappear, she let out a soft sigh of relief, still shaken.
She lifted the thin blanket, revealing her ample, snow-white body to the air. As a goddess whose divine portfolio was fertility, if charm were a stat, hers would be maxed out.
It was a powerful divine portfolio, encompassing sexual desire in both men and women, safe pregnancies, easy childbirth, and all kinds of related aspects. She was the avatar of Tamu's Law of Reproduction.
Any male who saw her would feel the most primitive desire, regardless of his race.
Even gods a rank above her could be seduced if they let their guard down.
Of course, such a divine portfolio was useless in battle.
A pool of blood was starkly visible on the bedsheets, but God of Fertility paid it no mind. She sat up in bed. A thought crossed her mind, and she gently brushed her jade hand beneath herself. A flicker of disappointment crossed her heart.
She found that none of the seeds left behind had the slightest trace of life.
Chen Shouyi had attained cellular-level control over his own body, so whatever he wished for came to pass. If he didn't want to get anyone pregnant, naturally, he wouldn't.
Even if it was only in his subconscious, the same held true.
Of course, if he wanted to get someone pregnant, his chances of success would also increase greatly.
The snow had stopped in Zhonghai City.
The whole world was blanketed in white, with snow piled up to people's thighs. Early in the morning, soldiers and enthusiastic civilians were already out shoveling snow in the streets, their spirits burning bright. Children ran excitedly through the crowd, flinging snowballs