This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist

Chapter 142 Teacher, Say Something, Teacher!

Rita was already on the verge of laughing as she asked them, "Have you thought of a name for the baby?"

Samuel hadn't stopped smiling since he arrived, not even using his skills, as his "blue bar" hadn't moved. He was clearly too happy to even think about it: "How about Riley? Rita, Rick, Riley—it sounds perfect, like they're all siblings. Plus, 'Riley' works for both boys and girls."

Rita had no interest in having a younger sibling; she only cared about one thing: "Does my brother know?"

Why call the baby Riley? Given the sensitive timing of this pregnancy, "Yuxunsi" (a term implying suspicion or plotting) might be more appropriate.

Obviously, Samuel and Scarlett were aware of this as well. Their smiles froze on their faces, but they couldn't act too strangely. After all, Rita still didn't know about Rick's condition, and they dared not mention it. If Rick found out, who knows how he'd react.

Rita tried hard to suppress her grin, but it was no use. She couldn't hold it back.

She decided to just smile brightly, showing eight teeth: "I'm really happy for you two!"

Seeing Samuel's blue bar starting to drain, Rita looked at him and Scarlett, repeating each word clearly: "Dad, Mom, I really am happy for you!"

She would bet all of her 2 SS and 1 S, plus 1 A Divine Gifts, that this baby was never going to be born.

Samuel and Scarlett had arrived with smiles and left with frowns.

Rita, on the other hand, was the exact opposite. She opened the door with a grim face but laughed heartily as she watched them leave. She could still hear their conversation from afar.

Samuel: "Do you think he'll believe us if we say it was an accident?"

Scarlett: "How could that be an accident? We've been cruising smoothly for over 20 years, and now we suddenly crash into a pregnancy? Would you believe it?"

Samuel: "Shh! Quiet down, we're outside! Don't say such vulgar things. Don't you feel embarrassed?"

Scarlett: "Alright, alright."

Eavesdropping Rita: ???

Samuel: "How about we just say you cheated? We can hire some young guy and pay him to act the part."

Scarlett stopped in her tracks, slapping her thigh with joy: "Good! Good! That's perfect! Let's do it!"

The skill description for Disguise was simple: "Summon your disguise! After activation, you can briefly alter your appearance, shape, and scent. You cannot be seen through by any items or skills."

She once used Disguise while undergoing a DNA test. It had completely transformed her into another person, down to the genetic level.

That's when she began to suspect that the real value of the skill wasn't in its ability to change appearance, shape, or scent, but in the fact that it couldn't be seen through by any item or skill.

Even modern technology seemed to be categorized as "item or skill."

So, what about divination? Prophecy? Divine Gifts? Did these fall under that category too?

Thief God was about theft. The other three skills were related to stealing, but Disguise stood out as different—it was a survival skill.

If used well, no one in the world would ever know Thief God's true identity. If used properly, not even those with tracking Divine Gifts could find her.

Only by staying hidden in the shadows and surviving could one earn the title of Thief God.

If she were killed halfway, she'd just be a petty thief.

But she had no way to test these theories. Special Affairs Bureau controlled certain unique skill stones, including those for the "Pickpocket" ability that could steal Divine Gifts. Clearly, the bureau was managing things carefully.

Now, hearing Apache's words, Rita's suspicions grew stronger.

Apache continued: "For those of us with a certain level of strength, Disguise skills below B-rank are meaningless. The magical auras and fluctuations of the 12 Sacred Races are all distinct. Even higher-level Disguise skills can be seen through with prolonged exposure. The outward appearance may change, but no one can fake the customs, manners, or habits of a species."

"But your Disguise skill is clearly different. If it weren't for a lucky coincidence that led me to discover you were from Blue Star, I would never have suspected a thing. You even had the greed of a real goblin."

"Transforming into an animal was a clever move. But recently..." Apache paused, coughing as if she'd choked on her smoke. She nearly let slip something that would have branded her a traitor to Lania Kaia.

Rita's eyes widened. "Recently what?!"

"Teacher, say something! I've hardly ever been human while in Lania Kaia!"

Apache finally finished coughing and addressed Rita again: "Anyway, from now on, when you come to class, don't transform into a cat anymore. Blood elves, night elves, undead, sea witches, moon foxes—any of those are fine."

Rita: Why not just say you want me to look prettier?