{"id":3320,"date":"2026-05-22T22:00:53","date_gmt":"2026-05-22T22:00:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/?p=3320"},"modified":"2026-05-10T10:11:06","modified_gmt":"2026-05-10T10:11:06","slug":"hes-pregnant-in-a-supernatural-game-47","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/ar\/chapter\/hes-pregnant-in-a-supernatural-game-47\/","title":{"rendered":"He’s Pregnant in a Supernatural Game 47"},"content":{"rendered":"

Qi Yang didn’t pay much attention to what Yuan Yuan was thinking; he had already become somewhat aware of certain changes in himself, and it seemed difficult for him to feel emotional fluctuations about other people’s matters anymore.

So far, for Qi Yang himself, it hadn’t caused any real impact on his life \u2014 he had always been an emotionally detached person, and now he’d simply become colder.

After dinner, Qi Yang took a taxi home alone as before, while Du Yong said he would stay behind to keep Yuan Yuan company. All three of them received text messages on their phones notifying them that their bank cards had been credited with a large sum of money.

At the thought that that money might include Kang Lian’s money spent to buy her life, Yuan Yuan didn’t want to use a single cent.

She didn’t spend any money; Du Yong paid on the side. Yuan Yuan knew what she was doing was wrong, but she also seemed to know Du Yong would spoil her. After all, they were comrades who had cleared two game rounds together, so Yuan Yuan admitted to her selfishness.

During the meal Du Yong and Qi Yang discussed one thing: their game times were different, so their rest times might also be different. If that were the case, would it mean they couldn’t end up together in the next game, the third round?

Du Yong told Qi Yang about the things he’d encountered in the last game. They’d run into some veterans\u2014several of them had apparently cleared more than ten rounds\u2014so the game had become particularly easy for those players. For newcomers like them with few clears, following the veterans was essentially a full-on walkover.

Du Yong said he’d been lucky in the games twice: the first time he encountered Qi Yang, the second time it was those veterans. He wondered whether he’d be so fortunate again next time.

Qi Yang couldn’t make any promises to anyone, couldn’t guarantee their safety. He replied at the time, “You’ll know when the time comes.”

Du Yong nodded with a smile, trusting Qi Yang completely. He knew Qi Yang was hiding something from him, but he wouldn’t ask what it was\u2014everyone has their own secrets.

Qi Yang took the car home. Seven days in the game corresponded to barely a blink in the real world; nothing had changed. He replaced the door lock with a fingerprint one, opened the door, and walked into the room.

Seven days off seemed like plenty of time. Qi Yang stood at the balcony edge, wondering what would happen if he went and terminated the pregnancy right away.

Would the overseer in the game come to stop him, or perhaps the child’s father would appear?

The other party can easily appear in the real world; finding him would also be a piece of cake. But why does that man disguise himself with different faces\u2014because it’s fun?

Thinking about it, it does seem rather amusing, this child.

For the man, it was probably completely unexpected\u2014who would have thought a man could become pregnant? The person involved never suspected it at all.

The idea of aborting the child lasted only a moment. Qi Yang had a certain premonition: if he went to the hospital, he would probably be stopped\u2014only how they would stop him was hard to say.

After nightfall, Qi Yang read in the living room and didn’t fall asleep until the evening.

In the days that followed, Qi Yang stayed at home; life was no different from usual, even more ordinary than ordinary. Although there was plenty of money in his card, he didn’t use it\u2014not because he despised the money, no one dislikes having more money\u2014but simply because Qi Yang himself had savings and wasn’t someone who lacked funds.

Alone at home, Qi Yang bought his own groceries and cooked.

In the meantime Du Yong called, and then came to Qi Yang’s house with Yuan Yuan. Yuan Yuan suggested that she would buy the groceries and do the cooking; after eating out every day these past few days, she was already tired of it.

Qi Yang didn’t refuse; he knew these two treated him as a friend, and none of them harbored ill intentions.

The two of them bought groceries and brought them to Qi Yang’s home. Knowing Qi Yang liked sauerkraut fish, they specifically bought a fish to make for lunch.

Yuan Yuan was busy in the kitchen. Du Yong went over to help, but Yuan Yuan shooed him out. The kitchen wasn’t spacious to begin with; one more person made it crowded, and besides, there weren’t many dishes\u2014she alone could manage.

Pushed back into the living room, Du Yong returned to the sofa. Qi Yang sat watching TV. Du Yong grabbed some fruit and went to wash a plate. Although Qi Yang was the owner of the house, he happily enjoyed everything\u2014probably used to being taken care of in the game\u2014so he felt no pressure at all.

They chatted, not much about the game; a new game brings new rules, and no one can predict what will come next, so current worries were naturally unnecessary.

Du Yong asked Qi Yang why he didn’t have a girlfriend. With Qi Yang’s attributes, it wasn’t that he chased others, but others chased him.

Qi Yang said directly, “I like men.”

Du Yong was stunned; he hadn’t known this before.

“You’re not joking with me, are you?” Du Yong couldn’t understand why Qi Yang would be gay.

Qi Yang smiled, his smile clear: “I’m not joking.”

“Really? Then… a boyfriend…” Du Yong asked again.

“No, and there won’t be one.” Getting involved with someone emotionally is too exhausting; Qi Yang was comfortable on his own and didn’t want to waste extra thoughts on someone else.

When he said that, an image of someone drifted through his mind.

“You\u2019re so handsome, I can’t even imagine what kind of person you’d be with. Being single is pretty good too\u2014if one person eats their fill, the whole family won’t go hungry.” Du Yong nodded with a smile, then turned to look toward the kitchen, where he couldn’t see inside.

the person facing him, but he knew Yuan Yuan was inside.

Yuan Yuan was pretty and cute, with a gentle, lovely demeanor\u2014surely a girl like that would have no shortage of suitors.

But Du Yong didn’t feel that way about Yuan Yuan; he simply regarded her as a little sister.

The two chatted casually, back-and-forth, and Yuan Yuan was quick\u2014her cooking skills seemed maxed out. Even after not having cooked for a while, the dishes she made were still pleasing in color, aroma, and taste.

She made a sauerkraut fish, stir-fried two small vegetable dishes, and bought some cold shredded pork. The three of them sat down at the dining table for lunch; the atmosphere was warm and pleasant, looking just like an ordinary get-together among friends.

After lunch, Du Yong and the others stayed at Qi Yang’s place until evening; they also had dinner together, using the leftover rice from midday with some new side dishes. As night fell, Du Yong and Yuan Yuan said their goodbyes to Qi Yang.

They only had five days of rest. After waiting for Qi Yang for two days, now three more had passed \u2014 it was already the fifth day. Tomorrow they’d enter their third round of the game.

Du Yong asked Qi Yang to give him a blessing; he felt that with Qi Yang’s blessing, he would surely be able to pass the level smoothly.

Qi Yang looked into Du Yong’s eyes, and suddenly he had a premonition that Du Yong might not make it through the third round of the game.

“All went smoothly!” Qi Yang still said.

Du Yong stepped forward and suddenly grabbed Qi Yang in a tight embrace. Holding him firmly, he said to Qi Yang, “Brother Qi, see you another day.”

Du Yong turned around, faced away from Qi Yang and waved to him; Qi Yang stood at the door watching the two of them leave.

Back in the living room, the room was clean and tidy. After eating, Yuan Yuan and Du Yong had helped clean the whole place, and seeing the bright, spotless room, a small smile appeared at the corner of Qi Yang\u2019s mouth.

He stood on the balcony holding the water; if his guesses were correct, did that mean he could actually give Fu Mingnan some suggestions?

The game space is different from the real world; it contains many monsters and ghosts. The fact that spirits can survive there shows that dead people possess souls\u2014so the deceased Yi Xinming and Kang Lian..

Staring into the pitch-black night sky, Qi Yang suddenly burst out laughing.

Seven days passed quickly. On the seventh day, the familiar mist that had swallowed Qi Yang in his own home reappeared, and he walked into it alone.

After moving through the gray mist for a while, an exit appeared not far away, and Qi Yang walked toward it.

As soon as he passed through the exit, freezing snowflakes and a bone-chilling wind hit him in the face. Qi Yang shuddered violently. He was thinly dressed\u2014only two layers of clothing\u2014insufficient to fend off the cold. His body went cold in an instant, and the breath he exhaled.
But in the next moment someone handed Qi Yang a long white down coat. Following the hand he saw a figure covered in snow from head to toe \u2014 to be precise, a ghostly NPC \u2014 holding the coat with both hands.

Qi Yang stared at the ghost’s dull, lifeless eyes for a while, then yawned, took the coat, and put it on.

\u201cThanks, and sorry to have kept you waiting so long. I\u2019ll mention it to him.\u201d Qi Yang said.

The specter was instantly flattered, but when he remembered the supervisor\u2019s cold expression when handing over the down jacket, he thought better of it. He feared the supervisor\u2014feared that absolutely overpowering presence.

\u201cIf you\u2019re busy, go on with your business. I don\u2019t need you to stay here.\u201d Qi Yang told the specter he didn\u2019t have to stand there any longer.

The specter nodded, and his figure vanished into the vast snowfall in an instant.

Not far off stood a small Western-style villa. As for other places, Qi Yang hadn’t seen any other buildings yet, so after a moment’s thought he figured he’d have to go into that house.

With the down jacket on, Qi Yang immediately felt warmer. He put his hands in his pockets and surprisingly found a piece of candy. He unwrapped it and popped it into his mouth; it was very sweet, as if the sweetness had traveled all the way to his heart.

He soon arrived in front of the villa. The door was closed, but the traces at the entrance showed that someone had passed by. Qi Yang raised his hand and knocked.

After a short while someone came to open the door. Before Qi Yang could clearly make out who was inside, his body was suddenly seized in a fierce embrace.

Qi Yang frowned, instinctively wanting to throw the person holding him out, but then he heard a familiar voice.

“Brother Qi! You’re here too, that’s great.” Du Yong’s surprise could not be concealed.

Yuan Yuan also walked up behind him; she stood to the side smiling as she looked at Qi Yang. “Brother Qi.”

Du Yong ushered Qi Yang into the room, and the door shut on its own behind them.

\u201cWe’ve only been here for about two hours, and then you showed up, Qi-ge. The time flow here is really strange.\u201d Du Yong couldn’t understand it, but being able to see Qi Yang and clear the level with him made Du Yong not care about the other things.

“Someone you know?” Several people were sitting on the living room sofa; one of the older ones asked.

“Yeah, this is Qi Yang. He’s super smart\u2014because of him I could practically cruise through the first game. Qi-ge, let me introduce everyone.” Du Yong was outgoing and lively, and in a short time he had basically met the other players in the villa. The players this time all looked fairly familiar; one or two seemed a bit cold-faced, but when their names were introduced they still nodded in Qi Yang’s direction.<\/p>","protected":false},"parent":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}}},"novel":[],"class_list":["post-3320","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"acf":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/ar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/3320","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/ar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/ar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/ar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3320"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/ar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/3320\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3321,"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/ar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/3320\/revisions\/3321"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/ar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3320"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"novel","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/ar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/novel?post=3320"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}