Chapter 203: Step Aside, Let Me Perform the C-Section (Seeking Votes)

Originally, they could have evacuated earlier, but their blind confidence prevailed. After all, that area was the most water-deprived place in the world. They thought it was impossible to be flooded. Who would have thought that after just a few days, it was indeed submerged.

If other places vanished quietly without causing much of a stir, Africa was undoubtedly a scene of disaster. Now that everyone had been relocated, with nothing to do for a day, they were just browsing news and social media.

Every day, one place was flooded after another. However, the casualties in Huaxia were relatively minor. Except for the day the floodwaters submerged a portion of the population, other casualties were minimal.

The government hadn't officially counted how many people had disappeared, but according to high-level big data, approximately two million people vanished across all regions of Huaxia on that day. In Wucheng alone, including those high-level officials who refused to relocate at night, tens of thousands disappeared.

Considering that Huaxia normally saw 20,000 deaths daily and an average of one newborn every two seconds, the death rate during such a massive disaster was still relatively low. Island nations faced a 95% mortality rate, Africa around 60%, and other regions about 20%.

Of course, the birth rate had also plummeted significantly. In the entire Banana District with a population of tens of thousands, there were only a few dozen pregnant women—a hundredfold decrease from before the apocalypse. This was due to malnourished bodies, a decline in relationships, and fears of being unable to bear children in the post-apocalyptic world.

Speaking of which, Zhang Bing Bing was about to give birth. Under these apocalyptic conditions, it was uncertain whether the delivery could proceed smoothly. Although the government provided the most support for pregnant women, allowing them to go to hospitals until recently, the floods had inundated the hospitals. It would take at least a week to restore them. The hope was that Zhang Bing Bing could hold on until the hospitals were operational again.

However, it had only been a little over a week since the flood. Most people had gone from panic to numb acceptance. One couldn't help but marvel at human adaptability.

Half of the news reported on how terrible Africa was, how backward their policies were, and even covered Huaxia's evacuation of over three thousand volunteers from around the world.

“In times of national crisis, we must defend our homeland. Additionally, the country must protect the safety of volunteers. Until the apocalypse ends, Huaxia will no longer send out volunteers. However, for the sake of allied nations, Huaxia is willing to donate a small amount of food.”

This profoundly demonstrated that the lives of Huaxia's people were paramount above all else, earning applause from the citizens.

The latter half of the news reported on the organized and orderly post-disaster reconstruction efforts across various regions. What surprised Jing Shu was a segment showcasing various quirky rescue incidents.

Among them, a video of a shark submarine saving a thousand people was included. Although only ten seconds were captured, it was enough to excite Jing Shu's entire family.

“Awesome, my daughter made it to the news!”

“She really made it to the news!”

“Isn’t that our family's shark submarine?”

Seeing her family so excited and joyful, Jing Shu also smiled brightly. Scenes of the family gathering for meals and living together warmly in their villa were truly heartwarming.

Even in her classmates' group chat, everyone was tagging @Jing Shu. Truly impressive.

But Jing Shu still told everyone, “You all need to keep this as secret as possible. Otherwise, it’ll be troublesome for me.”

Today was still a day full of trivial troubles!

That evening, Jing Shu took out the hotpot from her space and treated herself to a meal. She initially just wanted to eat some stored food, but then craved fresh vegetables, followed by fish and shrimp. Finally, she wanted grilled oysters, scallops, and vermicelli. Damn it, she decided to make it all—just to reward herself for the emotional wounds of the day.

Jing Shu didn’t have any downtime. While eating, she took care of the two snakes in her space, noticing that they always did something embarrassing, almost twenty-four hours a day… ahem.

She also reworked the bulletproof vests, helmets, and poisonous masks she had taken from the warehouse today. She removed the original logos and sewed new patches on them—her current solution.

By the time Jing Shu finished taking care of the poultry and seafood in her space and inspected the fields, it was already 2 AM.

“Tonight, I can finally have a good night's sleep, right?”

Jing Shu thought happily.

...What a surprise!

Emmm, Jing Shu didn’t know what kind of misfortune she had created. She just wanted to have a good night's sleep without being disturbed! Was it really that difficult?

At 4 AM, Wu Youai pushed the door open. Just as Wu Youai hesitated whether to call out to Jing Shu, Jing Shu’s deadly eyes had already fixed on her.

Wu Youai received a death stare¹.

Due to her past-life habit, Jing Shu could hear even the slightest noises while sleeping. Not to mention that after drinking Lingquan in this life, her ears were incredibly sensitive.

When someone approached the door, she had already heard it. While she was silently begging in her heart not to open the door and find her, Wu Youai had already pushed it open.

“Speak.” Jing Shu, with dark circles under her eyes, thought, “I’ve only slept for two hours!”

“Zhang Bing Bing’s water broke. It seems she’s about to give birth. What should we do? There are no doctors right now. By the way, why does your house smell so deliciously like hotpot?” Wu Youai was a bit at a loss. She didn’t know when Jing Shu had become the backbone of the family. Whatever the issue, it had to be handled by her.

But delivering a baby… Jing Shu really wasn’t skilled at this. It had only been a few hours since she thought about Zhang Bing Bing giving birth, and she didn’t expect it to be so soon.

“That’s because you wanted to eat hotpot. We can eat it tomorrow. Do we need to burn something, heat water, grab scissors?”

“Alright! Take a deep breath, exhale… Take a deep breath, exhale. So, they say the cervix needs to open one finger at a time, and after ten fingers, the baby can be born?”

While carefully putting on her clothes, Jing Shu said, “If it takes more than a day or two, she might not make it. Let’s go check the situation first. If it’s not going well, I’ll find someone else. After all, this is our Banana District’s first baby in the apocalypse.”

Jing Shu and Wu Youai, dressed in heavy layers, left the house with scissors in hand. On the way, they pondered how to handle the delivery and actively researched the matter.

You never know until you look—it’s terrifying to give birth!

“If she can’t make it, do we still need to make a cut? Ugh, terrifying!”

“Remember in the zombie movie where the protagonist’s wife gave birth? She was bitten by a zombie and they had to cut her open to extract the baby. If the mother doesn’t survive, do we have to do the same?” Wu Youai had a wild imagination.

“A C-section, huh? Zhang Bing Bing’s situation isn’t that bad. We can give her some anesthesia and then extract the baby.”

“Good idea. Everyone step aside, let me perform the c-section. By the way, should we call in some experienced moms? We’re just two unmarried girls… ahem.”

Wu Youai felt a bit strange, but the moment the topic of dissecting arose, she became very interested—especially the part about extracting the baby. “I heard adding a new baby grants the pregnant woman 100 virtual coins, and the administrator gives 10 virtual coins. The 10 virtual coins would cover my surgery fee. What do you think?”

*(End of Chapter)*

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¹ *Death stare*