I Can Only Cultivate In A Game-Chapter 55: You’re Three Months Pregnant

Cecilia's green eyes flickered as she nodded.

"Yes."

The room fell silent again as they both processed what they had just seen.

The man leaned forward with a serious expression.

"This is… unusual. A student, a newly awakened at best, managing to hold his own against a war party leader of the Drakenar? Even for an exceptionally gifted recruit, that level of combat ability is unheard of."

Cecilia exhaled slowly with her arms still crossed.

"Exactly. That's what bothers me. It doesn't make sense."

The holographic display glitched again, replaying a part of the footage where Victor unleashed a Shadow Crescent Strike, the attack cutting clean through the molten trident hurled by the Drakenar leader.

The man brows furrowed as he watched the scene.

"This boy… his abilities. They don't look like any recorded warrior based techniques."

Cecilia hesitated before responding.

"Because they're not."

That was the problem.

From what she partially witnessed upon her arrival, Victor didn't seem to be using mana at all.

The man's voice dropped slightly as he stared at Ceecilia.

"If this footage gets out, the higher-ups will start asking questions."

Cecilia nodded.

"Exactly but it won't just be the higher ups. And I don't want that to happen."

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She turned to him.

"Delete any copies of this footage. No public records. No reports. I don't want him becoming a target."

The man sighed while rubbing his temples.

"You're making this difficult, Cecilia. If the higher-ups find out—"

"They won't," she cut in. "Not if you wipe the records clean."

The man stared at her for a moment before exhaling in surrender.

"Fine." He tapped a few buttons on the control panel, and the footage vanished from the display.

A thought suddenly struck the man, and he turned back to Cecilia.

"Speaking of which… What score did this boy get in the screening?"

Cecilia's lips tightened slightly before she responded.

"That's the problem. He wasn't there."

The man blinked.

"Wait… you mean to tell me this kid didn't even attend the screening?"

Cecilia shook her head.

"No. And I've been trying to find him ever since."

She sighed while tapping her fingers lightly against her arm.

"New Avalon is a big city. He could be anywhere."

The man furrowed his brows, deep in thought.

Then, a small idea sparked in his mind.

"Maybe we've been looking in the wrong places."

He turned to one of the nearby consoles, tapping into a database search.

Cecilia watched as his screen flickered, processing a list of students from the city's education records.

"Let's try schools. If he's that young, he must have been attending one."

After a few seconds, a name popped up.

[ Grand Arc High School – Student Records: Victor Revenant ]

The man smirked slightly and turned to Cecilia.

"Well, looks like you have a starting point now."

Cecilia narrowed her eyes while staring at the file.

A high school student… a potential powerhouse… but someone who had never even taken the first step into an Awakened's path.

She turned away from the screen.

"It would be a waste if someone like him never joined the Awakened Academy."

The man nodded.

"So what now? You planning on paying a visit?"

Cecilia didn't answer immediately.

Instead, she simply smirked.

"Let's just say… I'll be keeping an eye on him."

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(( Days Later ))

The day of second Awakened Academy screening was finally here.

For the past few weeks, Victor had been mentally preparing himself, although in reality, he was still struggling.

He sat on the edge of his bed with his fingers absentmindedly tracing the dust-covered surface of his VR helmet.

Ascendant Realms.

The game that changed his life.

The game that made him stronger.

And yet…

He hadn't logged in since his father's death.

His mind drifted to the Awakened Academy and how, if he got in, he'd have to find a way to sneak in his VR gear to continue his cultivation.

But could he even do that?

The academy had strict regulations, especially for new recruits. No outside technology, no unauthorized devices.

Victor sighed while rubbing his temple.

Maybe he should just quit.

Maybe it was time to move on from the fantasy world and focus on reality.

But deep down a part of him still wasn't okay with being mediocre. The grief might have broken something in him but he hadn't completely lost the will to be exceptional.

He still wanted to cultivate.

He still wanted to grow stronger.

And most importantly—

He still had unfinished business in Ascendant Realms.

Yet, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't bring himself to put the helmet on.

A sudden noise snapped Victor out of his thoughts.

His head jerked toward the door the instant his ears picked up a retching sound from the living room.

"Mum?"

Victor rushed out of his room just in time to see his mother bending over the couch while dry heaving into her hands.

His brows furrowed.

"Mum! Are you okay?!"

Mrs. Revenant wiped her mouth while waving her hand dismissively.

"I-I'm fine, Victor… just something I ate—"

Her sentence cut off as another violent wave of nausea hit her, forcing her to lurch forward and vomit into a nearby trash bin.

Victor's heart pounded with concern.

She's definitely not fine.

"That's it," he voiced before grabbing his coat. "We're going to the hospital."

"Victor, no—"

"Mum, yes."

She tried to protest, but Victor had already lifted her up, half-carrying her toward the door.

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They arrived at the nearest medical facility in a couple of minutes. It was a clean and sterile-looking building with glowing blue panels along its exterior, indicating that mana-powered technology was heavily integrated.

The receptionist who was a young woman with glasses and a holographic clipboard, quickly checked them in.

"What seems to be the issue?" she asked.

"She's been throwing up violently," Victor said. "It started this morning, but she says she's fine. I don't believe her."

The receptionist nodded before pressing a button on her interface.

"Take her to Room 3-B. The doctor will be with you shortly."

Victor helped his mother into the examination room, where a middle-aged doctor with gray streaks in his beard stepped in moments later.

"Mrs. Revenant, correct?" he asked while glancing at the chart.

"Yes," she said weakly.

The doctor took a few scans, then ordered a full test to be certain.

After about thirty minutes, the doctor returned with an expression Victor couldn't read.

Victor felt his stomach tighten as he glanced at the man with a worried expression.

"Doctor…?"

The man adjusted his glasses while looking between Victor and his mother.

Then he let out a small sigh and set the clipboard down.

"Mrs. Revenant… you're not sick."

Victor furrowed his brows. "What?"

The doctor gave them a small smile.

"In fact, I have good news..."

They stared at each other in confusion then back at the doctor.

"You're three months pregnant."