Once outside, Mo Ran leaped into the night sky.
"The temperature was 20 degrees Celsius at noon, but it has now dropped to 12 degrees Celsius."
It looks like the decline will continue; there's definitely going to be something big tonight.
Through the temperature information transmitted by the mouse, Mo Ran clearly knew the current temperature situation.
Mo Ran flew through the pitch-black night sky, constantly observing the buildings below with her X-ray vision.
The sky was pitch black; there was no moon, not even a single star.
The flames and sonic booms emitted from the scales on its back were very small, making Mo Ran seem like a ghost hiding in the night sky.
"It seems that even at night, there are still quite a few players gathering resources in the dark."
Through the scattered light below, Mo Ran could clearly see the location of each player.
After flying in the sky for a while, Mo Ran suddenly noticed the alley below.
A fight is taking place in the alley, with two burly men holding two girls under control.
Two other burly men were currently attacking a man on the ground.
There was also a fat man with a big head and ears standing next to him, making sarcastic remarks.
"Alas, the strong prey on the weak, and I am no hero who saves people from dire straits."
After glancing down below, Mo Ran ignored it.
But then, Mo Ran suddenly noticed that the fat man looked somewhat familiar.
Mo Ran paused for a moment and zoomed in on the fat man's face.
"Huh? Isn't that Fatty? And that guy on the ground who got beaten up, could it be...?"
Mo Ran turned her gaze to the man who had been beaten, just as the man raised his head.
Although his face was somewhat swollen, Mo Ran recognized him immediately.
"Huh! Little softie, no, it should be big softie now."
Looking at that familiar face, Mo Ran's thoughts suddenly drifted away at that moment.
...
"Look at my flowing white hair! And these ruby-like eyes!"
My extraordinary appearance proves that I am the chosen one!
So follow me! I will lead you to the top of this world!
Mo Ran stood on a small earthen mound, looking down at the group of little kids with a kingly air.
"Hmph! I nag you every single day of the year!"
Although it's tiring to do this every day, the thought of having a group of loyal followers in the future makes me happy.
This hard work is worthwhile; my grand ambitions for conquest in another world are about to begin!
Looking at the blank-faced little kids below, Mo Ran felt very satisfied.
Then the kids' expressions changed, and then in the next second...
"Waaaaah! Poor Mo Ran! His whole head of hair is white!"
"Waaaaah! I heard from others that people whose hair turns white will die soon!"
"Waaaaah! Big Brother Mo Ran is about to kick the bucket! Waaaaah!"
One by one, the children below burst into tears, their cries sounding like air raid sirens.
"Hey hey hey! Don't cry, don't cry! I'm perfectly fine! I was just kidding!"
Mo Ran ran downstairs in alarm and hurriedly tried to calm the group of kids down.
If this isn't calmed down quickly, something big is about to happen!
"Mo Ran!!!"
A thunderous roar rang out, startling Mo Ran so much that her face turned pale.
Immediately afterwards, an auntie holding a rice scoop and wearing an apron rushed out aggressively.
Like a stampede of thousands of horses, they arrived beside Mo Ran in a flash.
Mo Ran was instantly pinned to the thighs, and slaps rained down on her buttocks like a storm.
"Ah! Ahh! How dare you hit me! I am the chosen one! How could you hit me!"
Mo Ran screamed instantly, but his mouth remained stubbornly closed.
"Chosen One, my foot! I think you're someone who gets beaten up every day! You won't stop until I beat you up, will you?"
The aunt's slap flew so fast that Mo Ran felt as if her bottom was on fire.
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Watching the aunt lead the group of kids away, Mo Ran covered her big butt and grimaced.
"Damn it! How could they make me, the chosen one, look so pathetic!"
"When I achieve great things in the future, I'll definitely teach you a lesson you won't forget!"
Tears welled up in Mo Ran's eyes, but her mouth remained firm.
"Hahaha, Mo Ran, you got beaten up by your aunt again. Do you ever go a day without getting beaten up?"
An elderly man with mobility issues walked over, leaning on a cane.
The cane tapped on the ground, making a "tap tap tap" sound.
"Ahem! I was just going easy on her. I'm the chosen one, why would I stoop to her level?"
Upon seeing the old man, Mo Ran instantly adopted the posture of a powerful figure.
Although the burning sensation on his buttocks made it difficult for him to remain calm.
"Hahaha, yes, yes, you are the chosen one."
The old man walked over and patted Mo Ran's head affectionately.
Then he looked up at the sky and began to recall what happened that day.
"It was a stormy day, with rain pouring down very, very hard."
I've never seen such heavy rain in all my years. I was driving my tricycle back to the orphanage when...
Just as they were passing through a dense forest, an incredibly thick bolt of lightning struck down from the sky.
It struck the forest, and then a five-colored beam of light shone down from the sky.
Unable to contain my curiosity, I entered the forest and headed towards that spot.
In that place, I saw a vast expanse of dark, blackened earth.
Many red marks remain on the land, overlapping each other like a magic array.
Furthermore, not a single drop of rain fell from the sky within this magic circle.
The five-colored beam of light shone at the very center, and you were lying inside that beam of light.
What I saw shocked me beyond words, but I still picked you up from the beam of light.
The beam of light vanished in an instant, and a torrential downpour began.
The scorched earth was washed away, and lush flowers and plants grew back.
The old man slowly lowered his head and looked at Mo Ran beside him.
"This is how I found you, and I still can't forget that scene."
After listening to what the old man said, Mo Ran felt her lips twitching uncontrollably.
"Old man, you're getting more and more absurd as you get older. This is even more outrageous than the ones you talked about before."
I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to eat now, bye-bye!
Mo Ran didn't want to listen to the old man's rambling anymore, so she took off running.
"Mo Ran, I mean it this time. You are truly extraordinary."
Watching the small figure disappear into the distance, the old man murmured softly.
After that, Mo Ran never heard the sound of that cane again.
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