Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss

「Elsewhere.」

At the Grant residence.

Celeste Grant and her son were sitting on the sofa, watching TV and eating snacks.

The two of them were lounging casually, each with their own bag of potato chips, which they ate with a loud CRUNCH.

The noon news was playing on the LCD TV. For the past few days, all the major media outlets had been scrambling to report on the nation’s entry into the Cultivation Era.

On the screen, a reporter named Wen was interviewing people on the street.

"Excuse me, what are your thoughts on Cultivation?"

The person being interviewed was a young woman. She was flailing her arms excitedly, her joy completely unconcealed.

"Excited! Of course I’m excited! You have no idea, when I saw the official announcement, my mind just went blank. It felt like I’d bolted upright from a crazy dream, only to realize I was the clown all along—I thought I was dreaming. When I learned that you could get a Cultivation Method suited for you just by using your ID and household registration, I suddenly felt so lucky to be a citizen of Veridia. It showed me how strong my country is, and I’m so proud to stand on this land."

The reporter was also delighted.

"Yes, I feel the exact same way. Thank you for taking the time to speak with us. Now, let’s move on to the next person."

This time, the interviewee was a middle-aged man in his forties.

"Sir, could we have a word with you?"

"Sure."

"Are you aware that our country is about to enter a new age of Cultivation?"

Hearing this, the man nodded repeatedly.

He began to speak. "I’ve heard, I’ve heard. All the major news outlets are reporting on it. To be honest with you, before this, I had lost all hope for my life. My world was completely gray. As you can see, I’m disabled now. But I used to be full of life and even had a beautiful girlfriend. We were about to get married when I got into a car accident. In the end, I couldn’t bear to be a burden on her, so I called off the wedding. But now that the Spiritual Energy Revival has begun and the country is entering the Cultivation Era... that means I might have a chance to stand on my own two feet again."

As he spoke, the man clutched his head and began to sob. It was clear these were tears of joy, shed because he could finally see hope for the future.

As long as Cultivation was possible, it meant Alchemy would be too. If someone could concoct an Elixir Pill that regenerated limbs, then even if he’d had an amputation, standing up again would no longer be just a dream. Even if that day was still a long way off for people like him, at least there was hope.

...

Back at the Grant residence.

Aaron Sinclair, still eating his chips, glanced at the TV and couldn’t help but comment, "A man should shed blood, not tears. This guy’s crying so hard he sounds like a whistling kettle."

Celeste Grant nodded slightly. "It’s perfectly normal. For an ordinary person, an amputation turns their entire life upside down. He’s been suppressing this for a long time, which is why he’s crying so hard. But it’s obvious these are tears of joy."

"It’s just a crippled leg," Aaron Sinclair said with another glance at the TV. "It’s not a big deal. In his case, a single Second-grade Vitality Pill would be more than enough to restore it completely."

Sitting beside him, Celeste Grant turned and flicked his forehead. "You think everyone can just perform Alchemy as easily as you do?"

She glanced at the TV as she spoke, then continued, "Most people in this world are still ordinary humans who haven’t started Cultivation. Even after they begin, learning Alchemy takes time and talent. And as for the Elixir Pill, you yourself said it’s a Second-grade Elixir Pill. Spiritual Energy has only just begun to appear in this world. The Spiritual Medicines needed for Alchemy will need time to grow before they can be used. So, to refine a Second-grade Elixir Pill, you need well-aged Spiritual Medicine."

This world still has a long way to go before it can truly enter the Cultivation Era.

Celeste Grant had only brought the Spirit Veins from the Cultivation World and the opportunity for Cultivation to this world. As for how it would develop in the future, that was up to the country itself.

"Speaking of which... oh right, Mom, this is for you." He took out two Storage Rings and handed them to her.

"Mom, these are some Elixir Pills, Magic Artifacts, and other things I brought from the Cultivation World. Take them and give them to your country. This is your homeland, so as your son, I guess that makes me a half-Earthling. Just consider this my small contribution to my mother’s home."

Celeste Grant smiled.

"You sure have a way with words, son."

She ruffled his hair.

"Alright, I’ll hand them over later."

It wasn’t like they were short on these things.

But the country desperately needed them right now.

She picked them up and scanned the contents. Inside were mountains of Spirit Stones, piles of various Weapons and Magic Treasures, and other riches.

It looked like an immense, mountain-like hoard, but for the vast and powerful Bloodfiend Den, it was merely a drop in the ocean.

「That very evening.」

Celeste Grant called her contacts in the government and handed over the Storage Rings. She taught them how to use the rings—how to take items out and how to put them back in. The high-ranking officials’ eyes lit up, and they were left utterly dumbfounded.

But that wasn’t all.

In addition to the two Storage Rings from her son and their contents, Celeste Grant also gifted them fifty more Storage Rings and a hundred storage bags.

"So this is a Storage Ring... the legendary Space Ring that can hold things."

"And this storage bag... to think I’d live to see such a treasure."

"And so many of them at once."

Celeste Grant chuckled wryly to herself.

’Is this a lot? Not really. My son has a whole sack of them in his Storage Ring. But of course, I can’t tell anyone that. I gave them this much mainly because I felt it was enough. As for the future, once this world gets on track, someone will eventually learn to craft their own storage bags and Space Rings.’

At that moment, the military chief happily shook Celeste Grant’s hand.

"Expert Grant, we truly don’t know how to thank you. We have all witnessed everything you’ve done for the country. On behalf of the nation and its people, thank you for your contributions."

Celeste Grant smiled faintly and replied, "It’s nothing. I hope these items can help the nation build a solid foundation for the new era."

"Thank you, Comrade Celeste Grant. You’ve done an outstanding job."

Celeste Grant had her reasons. These things were expendable to her, but for a nation just stepping into the Cultivation Era, it was a different story. She believed the country would put them to good use.

With these, they could reduce the need for manpower and material resources, overcoming various logistical difficulties. The resources saved could then be allocated elsewhere.

In response to her actions, government representatives came to thank her personally. They even awarded her son a first-class merit medal. As for any monetary reward, Celeste Grant refused it.

She didn’t need it, nor did she have any use for it.