All Chapters of Reborn, Pregnant, and Plotting: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Miracle Potatoes and Real Estate

No one argued after that. They had too much proof in front of them to waste time doubting her. The old woman was awake. The water was real. The potato was real. The baby voice in their heads was real. Vera was small, pregnant, covered in dirt, and talking about taking over the garbage sector like she was discussing dinner plans, but somehow that made her easier to believe, not harder. People in this place had lived too long with nothing. When something impossible finally appeared in front of them, they did not have the luxury to reject it just because it did not make sense.The men and women rushed to speak to the villagers, and within an hour, thirty people followed Vera back toward her land. Some came because they believed her. Some came because they had tasted the potato and could still feel the warmth of it settling their minds. Some came because the old woman was walking again, and no explanation in the world could make that normal. When they saw Vera’s house, they stopped in c

Sneaky-Idiot Detection

Today was the day Vera needed to go collect food from the pickup area, but that was not the only thing on her list. During those five days, her sons had pushed her to install weapons across the fences, and Vera still did not fully understand how they managed to create them. Something had happened inside her storage space, something tied to the boys or her pregnancy, the land, and the strange power growing around her territory. The boys were very proud of themselves too, which made the whole thing even funnier because their tiny voices sounded so sweet while they explained weapons that could probably split a ship in half.“Mommy, this one burns,” her first son said proudly, and a small panel on the fence opened before releasing a line of concentrated flame hot enough to melt scrap metal.“And this one freezes,” her second son added right away, clearly not willing to let his brother get all the attention. A second weapon shifted from behind the scrap panel and released sharp bursts of i

Business Leaders in the Belly

Vera organized everyone into groups because excitement was useless without order. The older villagers managed the people pulling potatoes from the soil, while the stronger men carried baskets to the washing area. A few women and younger villagers counted every basket and marked what would stay in the settlement, what would be cooked, and what would go into Vera’s storage for sale. Some of the children were given smaller tasks because they kept hovering around the food with wide eyes, too excited to stand still but too young to carry anything heavy. Vera did not push them away. She handed them the smaller potatoes and told them their job was to place them carefully into the “eat today” basket.“No cracks,” Belinda said, tapping one pumpkin with her finger. “This one is beautiful. Sell it fresh.”One of the younger villagers nodded so fast he almost dropped it. “Yes, former queen.”Belinda gave him a look.He corrected himself immediately. “Yes, Grandma Belinda.”Vera heard that from t

Bribery by Potato

When everything was ready, Vera started walking toward the exit of the sector. The same space car was waiting for her, and the same guard from before stood beside it, looking like he still did not know what to do with her. Vera pulled a fresh pumpkin and a bag of potatoes from her storage space and handed them to him before he could say anything.“Miss, what is this?” he asked, staring at the food like she had handed him a treasure chest.“It is a thank-you,” Vera said. “Also, eat this. Your mental energy is not stable. You are going to drop me at the market, then go to your wife and kid. Give them the pumpkin. It will help.”She handed him a baked potato, still warm enough that the smell curled into the air between them. The guard almost salivated on the spot. He was stressed, exhausted, and stretched so thin that Vera could see it in his face before the babies even whispered about him. His kid was sick, his wife was not getting better, and his salary was too low to buy the medicine

Limited Supply, Unlimited Chaos

Vera walked toward the delivery window and grabbed the box of liquid food, but the second she lifted it, she knew something was wrong. The box was bigger than expected, much heavier, and sealed with a better lock than the cheap exile ration package she was supposed to receive. When she opened it, she stared for a moment in complete confusion. She was supposed to get seven vials of basic liquid food, the lowest kind, enough to keep a sentenced exile alive but not comfortable. Instead, the box was packed with hundreds of expensive nutrition vials, the kind nobles used during recovery. There were vitamins, medicine, supplements, soft clothes, blankets, and small medical tools arranged so neatly that whoever packed it had done it by hand. Whoever did this had not just thrown money at the problem. They had thought about what a pregnant woman might need, what she might lack, what would help if she got sick, cold, injured, or too tired to cook. Vera hated that part the most because thought

Millions Before Lunch

Unfortunately, she was no longer inside the garbage sector, so her supplies were not multiplying while she sold them. That was annoying, but not a problem. She had brought a lot from the five-day harvest, and back home, her villagers were already planting the next wave of vegetables. At some point, customers who had already bought food came back dragging relatives, neighbors, coworkers, and anyone else they could find. Some returned after eating one bite outside the market because they realized they needed more before the stall disappeared. Others came back with pale faces and shaking hands, whispering that their mental fatigue had eased, their headaches had softened, and their cores felt warmer. One woman came back pulling an older man by the sleeve, telling him to stop arguing and just taste it. A young father bought one baked potato, split it between two children, then came back with wet eyes and asked if Vera had anything softer for his wife. Vera watched all of it carefully. Sh

Free Labor Has Arrived

Vera’s eyes opened the moment she felt the garbage sector’s power welcome her back. The land moved under her like a living pulse, warm, steady, and familiar now, lifting the weight from her body and clearing the pressure from her head until even breathing felt easier. This place was rough, ugly, and buried under mountains of things the galaxy had thrown away, but to Vera, it felt alive in a way no palace ever could.She told John to stop the car, then motioned to his wife and handed the boy back carefully once the woman came to the back seat. “Stay inside and hold him close. Do not open the doors unless I tell you.” The woman nodded quickly, clutching her son to her chest, and Vera stepped out with John. They walked toward the junked car pile, where broken vehicle shells were stacked high like rusted walls waiting to be turned into something useful. The air smelled like metal, old oil, dark soil, and hidden growth beneath the rot, and Vera breathed it in with quiet satisfaction becau

Twenty-Four New Employees

Before anyone could attack together, three boys leaped from behind John and switched sides so fast the others barely understood what happened. They had been with the bandits a moment ago, but the second they saw Grock alive behind Vera and the first maddened man drop, their survival instinct made the decision for them. Vera glanced at them and nodded once.“Good boys,” she said. “Are we going to fight or what?”Right on cue, the maddened men attacked. John barely had time to raise the gun again before Vera moved. Her machete was no longer just metal. Her sons’ magic wrapped around the blade, fire crawling along one edge and ice smoking along the other, turning every swing into something violent and impossible. When she cut through the first attacker, flame burned through the wound before the ice cracked it open from inside. The second came low, crawling over scrap like a beast, and Vera stepped onto a rusted bumper, twisted her body, and brought the blade down through his shoulder wi

The Bandits Got Benefits

When Vera’s entourage approached her territory, Gregory’s face turned pale. He saw an actual space car driving through the gates, then John stepping out with a gun in one hand and a rope in the other, dragging bound bandits behind him like this was the most normal delivery in the world. The prisoners looked rough, dirty, and terrified, which told Gregory enough. At this point, he was starting to understand that asking questions around Vera only made things more confusing. A few villagers stopped what they were doing and stared from the fields, their hands still full of potatoes and tools. Some of the children tried to move closer, but the adults pulled them back right away because tied bandits were still bandits, even if they looked scared enough to behave.“Chief, Grandma Gregory, this is John and his wife,” Vera said, stepping out of the car like she had not just captured bandits on the way home. “I am going to place their new house, then I will be back to deal with our free labor.

Daddy Wants In

She had just climbed into bed in fluffy pajamas when her hologram rang. The ID was unknown, but she answered anyway because she was too sleepy to care. The screen opened, and the moment the man appeared, Vera paused.The man on the hologram was so handsome that Vera forgot to breathe for a second. She did not even know who he was yet, but her body reacted before her brain caught up.What the actual hell, Vera thought. She had to blink a few times while looking at the man staring at her. Vera did not think she had seen a more handsome man on Earth or here.He had dark hair, slightly messy like he had been running his hand through it all night, and pale eyes that looked tired but still too intense to ignore. His face was strong, serious, and stupidly beautiful in a way that made her want to stare longer than she should. His uniform fit his broad shoulders too well, and even through the screen, he looked expensive, powerful, and dangerous in a very annoying way. Vera blinked once, irrita

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