Chang Le woke up one day to find herself transmigrated into a novel. She became the 'fake' daughter, a character notorious for her wicked ways and who was destined to be killed off, in a st...
That hand was soft yet cold, those eyes gentle yet cruel.
A hint of coldness gathered in the boy's doe-like eyes: "But I don't want to die."
He bared his fangs:
"What so many of you haven't been able to do for hundreds of years, if I were to do it, I would die too, sir!"
"You are different, child." Naihe's voice was as gentle as if she were gazing at her own child.
"You are the chosen one, you possess the most suitable abilities, you will definitely succeed. At that time, you will be the only one, the number one, you will be a god!"
The boy, however, was not swayed by the gentle words:
"I am able to stand before you because I have climbed out of the mud step by step, not because of some bullshit God's choice."
“I have never been the chosen one. I am not so arrogant as to think that I, who have been sinking into the mire, will be the only exception in hundreds of years.”
"My lord, the god we long for is still very far away."
Naihe's expression grew colder and colder, like a flame slowly walking into the ice and snow.
He took a step back, silently walked to the lab bench, retrieved all the data he had just recorded, and then began to work.
He made no mistakes with any of the data.
There was no anger, no reprimand, no insistence.
Flowers bring joy, yet a chill pervades the body.
Unfazed by emotions, capable of rapidly shifting between extreme moods, displaying sudden, absolute calmness, and a mysteriously keen perception…
This person is truly terrifying!
"Come here," Naihe said, turning her head.
In just a short while, he had switched from a cold and aloof demeanor to the distant and indifferent one he had shown at first.
Hua Changle wouldn't resist at this time, as that might actually anger him.
Moreover, while Ajiu might find the method difficult, she might not completely reject it.
However, he remained calm and directed her to help.
When he's busy, he'll casually say, "Ah Jiu, I was serious just now, remember to think it over carefully."
For the first time, Hua Changle chose to remain silent.
A little while later, just as she was getting more absorbed in her work, Naihe repeated herself:
“Ah Jiu, don’t be too afraid of anything unknown. The more afraid you are, the further away you will be from it.”
Hua Changle: ...
This time, the boy was silent for a moment, then glanced at him, but looked away after meeting his gaze.
Time flew by, and as it was time to leave, Naihe took out a portable high-energy gun strapped to his forearm, gave it to her, and said:
“You’re not a strong combatant, and there are all sorts of people in this base. You can keep this little gadget for self-defense.”
Hua Changle naturally feigned hesitation.
Naihe added, "It's nothing valuable. You're my important assistant, so naturally I'm responsible for your safety."
Hua Changle then accepted it, and in front of him, she fastened the item to her arm.
The ring-shaped base of the miniature gun immediately extended semi-circular metal sleeves on both sides, just like a toy slapstick, and firmly gripped her arm.
She immediately called out "422" in her mind.
Seeing that she accepted it, he nodded and said, "That's more like it."
"Ah Jiu, don't worry, no matter what choice you ultimately make, I will be with you and protect you, my little helper."
When the question was brought up for the third time, the boy bowed slightly and said, "Thank you for your concern, sir."
After saying that, the boy turned and left.
Naihe smiled and watched her leave.
As the figure disappeared around the corner, his smile faded and finally vanished.
He walked back to the laboratory deep inside, his pace quickening with each step. Until he ran to the lab bench.
He pressed the button, and the entire experimental table was moved aside, revealing a hidden world inside!
Two ice coffins were placed beneath the experimental table panel, inside which lay two women, one large and one small.
The two were sealed in an ice coffin, devoid of color and life, like frozen dolls.
"Heh, heh..."
He stood there stunned, when suddenly a few laughs escaped from deep in his throat.
A low chuckle escaped his throat, transforming into a bizarre, manic laugh: "Hehehahaha..."
He laughed until he was breathless and had to hold onto the table, laughing until all that could be heard in his throat was the sound of bellows.
Then, bend down.
"Wife."
He leaned down and gently kissed the woman who looked to be in her thirties, his eyes filled with a tenderness he had never shown before.
"We haven't seen each other for 1,568 days. It'll be over soon, my wife, don't worry, don't worry..."
Then, he reached out and gently stroked the ice coffin of the little girl next to him, like a father stroking his daughter's forehead.
"My little darling, Daddy will succeed soon. Daddy believes it, and you believe it too, right?"
Naihe sat down beside the ice coffin, talking incoherently, and then softly humming a nursery rhyme:
"Hmph~"
Spring buds await sprouting.
The orioles sing at the Awakening of Insects.
Spring sunshine awakens,
Yes, it's the prelude to spring...
Spring buds,
Grow up safely...
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Hua Changle walked out of the Biluo Laboratory and went to a secluded place.
"Bunny?"
[The weapon has been inspected; it's fine. There's no intelligent system or monitoring equipment.]
Hua Changle then shivered violently and stuck out his tongue, making a "yue" sound.
"Who is this person! This guy is the lunatic!"
Hua Changle grinned.
What's this talk about "becoming a great god"? Anyone can make empty promises.
The saying "the more you fear the gods, the further you stay away from them" means that at least staying far away won't kill you!
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