After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 712

Chapter 712: Babies’ Skills
At this time, the aforementioned ‘target’ was trying to figure out what abilities her children had.

After all, they showed it in front of Winona already, which not only showed they were not imagining things, but there was also the fact that the children could show it to anyone, anywhere.

There was the option of just hiding them inside the house until they figured things out, but how could they bear to do that to the kids, really?

So, the past few days, they had been trying to test things out little by little. For example, Ansel would place some cute hanging toy on the ceiling, teasingly throwing Meatball up and down.

There was no floating that occurred though. They only got the baby boy’s endless giggles instead.

Ansel would also ‘imprison’ Pepper’s favorite stuffed toys in an inverted crib, making it seem like Pepper had to find a way to rescue them. “Don’t you want to save them, Baby Pepper?” He would ask, putting his face close to the little girl while acting distraught about the ‘kidnapped’ toy.

It earned him a slap, instead.

Every day, there’d be something, though it’d just end in someone’s embarrassment instead.

They had been taking their time though, making sure not to make the babies uncomfortable at all. However, now with the arrival of obviously hostile forces, they needed to expedite things.

Work hours had just ended and pretty much everyone in the team was in the living area. Winona was there as well, though she made a point of sitting the farthest from Ansel.

It was just that the farthest was still in the man’s line of sight, making him sneer at her. He even said something like ‘If you really want to ignore me, then get out of my sight’.

Winona raised her chin and looked arrogantly at him. “Why? Can’t keep your eyes off me?”

Ansel’s eyes twitched. “DREAM!”

Their spat apparently amused the little babies as they started making fun gurgling sounds as the two reluctant-lovebirds fought.

This immediately dissipated the mix of annoyance and shyness between the two and they turned their heads to the cute babies to distract themselves.

The twins were adorable as always with their large eyes and chubby cheeks. Now when they open their mouths, one or two little teeth were showing.

Ahhhhh! Too cute, too cute.

Winona went over to poke their cheeks. “Go, do your stuff already babies! Show off!” She really wanted others to see it for themselves.

It was only when both Althea and Garan said they had seen the abilities, that everyone else believed Winona wasn’t hallucinating.

Winona was quite offended when she realized this. Did she seem like the type to create drama without reason!? Sheesh.

So now she had made it her mission to see it again, but with other people as witnesses.

In fact, she and Ansel had turned it into a competition, though obviously to no success for either one of them.

It was just that it was never observed again. Since the 50th Day of Migration, the two children had only exhibited their powers twice each.

“Maybe it’s a glitch?” Ansel asked, making Winona roll her eyes.

“You think we’re still a game? Stop being childish.”

Ansel sneered. “Heh, says the girl who made a scene.”

“You—”

“So you’re playing lover’s quarrel now, I see,” Althea said, making the two glare at her with flushed faces.

“NO, WE’RE NOT!”

But then Garan’s deep blue eyes shifted to look at them—daring them to raise their voices at Althea again—making them flinch. They simultaneously froze, and suddenly became very well-behaved.

Althea shook her head and looked at the children. “What did these two cases have in common?”

It was Eugene, the analyst, who spoke first. “Little Meatball’s first known show of power was during the 50th day party. It was a happy event with everyone cheering for their names.”

Winona supplemented, “The second one is your return from the war.”

“Happy events then, one that included him?”

“Perhaps,” Harold said, very curious. “What about Little Pepper, then?”

“First one was when she was playing with Maya and the others, suddenly appearing next to us.”

“Next was also when we returned from the war.”

“So, to summarize, the babies might exhibit their powers during moments of high emotions, whether it was happiness or excitement,” Althea said and the others nodded in agreement.

The group thought deep and hard, trying to think of ways to mimic those conditions. “Let me try,” Ansel said and went ahead to lift the little bun.

“Hweeee~” He yelled as he threw Meatball up, over and over. It wasn’t that Ansel didn’t try it before, but this time it was with the goal of just making the kid excited and gleeful.

The baby boy giggled, obviously liking it.

Everyone just smiled, hearts warmed by the adorable innocent laughter from the child.

He threw him up again, “Fly, already! Hweee~”

“Googomwamwah~”

“Gwammmwammm~”

But nothing was happening. However, Little Meatball cried when he stopped and Ansel was forced to play until his arms—a level 10, by the way—grew tired.

“Hweee~

“Hweeee~

“Hweee—AH!”

BANG!

The people rushed as Ansel fell down, with Meatball right on top of him.

Althea kneeled down next to Ansel as she brought the baby up. “Oh my baby meatball, are you alright?” she mumbled as she lifted the baby, checking if he was hurt by the fall.

Winona gasped and also looked at the baby, worried, before sending a glare at the careless man. “What the heck are you doing, Ansel?”

“HEAVY! Ugh!!”

Winona shook her head at him. “What’re you going on now?”

“I swear! He was really heavy!” he yelled, gasping, pointing at baby Meatball who was held along the underarms effortlessly by his mother.

The baby was now facing him blowing bubbles, splattering some saliva on his face.

“…”

“Let me try again,” Ansel said as he sat up properly. He extended his hands to get the baby again, but Althea lifted him back.

“No,” she said, “What if you fall again?”

“I won’t, I promise,” Ansel said. “Please? I think I’m on to something!”

Althea pursed her lips and slowly put the baby on her brother’s hands. She didn’t let go immediately until she was certain Ansel’s hold was stable.

Satisfied with their trust, Ansel nodded with a smile, his sights fixed on the pudgy baby in his hands.

Ansel lifted Meatball up and saw that there was really no problem. Even after several minutes of this, nothing happened.

The others looked at him weirdly and he felt a bit red. “He was really heavy!”

Garan looked at him, “You need more training.”

“!!!”

Ansel’s face was completely red and he shifted his attention to the little boy. “C’mon Lil’ Meatball! Work for your uncle!”

Winona rolled her eyes, but, like the others, she just carefully watched lest the idiot drop the baby.

Ansel began to throw him up again and, like always, the baby boy just laughed, showing off his little gums and teeth. Ansel’s lips twitched in amusement, varying the height and speed of his throws, adding excitement to the baby—as evidenced by the adorable mix of giggles and squeals.

For a while, Ansel continued lifting the baby up and throwing him to the air, though the adults were watching carefully lest he fall down again, ready to act at a moment’s notice.

Because of the risks, the adults were all focused completely on Ansel and Little Meatball. While all this was happening, a certain baby girl was watching not too far from the safety of the cot.

“Mwamwmaammm…” Little Pepper called, as loudly as she could.

Little Pepper was not amused by all the attention her brother was getting while she was barely getting any!

Hearing her daughter call, Althea turned a bit, but at this moment, idiot-uncle-Ansel fell down again, making her turn her attention back to them.

The redhead fell head first, but Garan managed to catch the boy with a hand before he fell down with Ansel. Ansel fell face first and wasn’t able to get up due to the humiliation.

“Mwamhaaa…” Little Pepper mumbled, but everyone was busy fawning over her little brother carried by her dad.

At this time, they just looked at the boy whose tummy was on his father’s large hand. Their attention was completely focused on the boy that they did not notice the little muscle tension on his father’s arm.

“Baby! Are you okay?” Everyone asked Meatball, not noticing Garan’s eyebrows were furrowed until he spoke.

Althea narrowed her eyes when she saw the arm unnecessarily stayed in place for several moments. She looked at her husband whose eyes were fixed on the boy in his palm.

“Husband? Is there anything wrong?”

“He’s heavy,” he said. “As heavy as a big sack of rice.”

“What?”

“A big sack of rice was as heavy as small person!”

Ansel brightened and was about to lift his body from the ground and say ‘I told you so’ but—

“MWAMWHAAAAA!” Little Pepper yelled, finally fed up with the inattention!

Filled with emotion, the baby girl appeared right on her uncle’s head, right by the center of attention, her sudden appearance made his face smack back down on the wooden floor.

Everyone: “…”