>** Lingbao's little hand:** Eh? This light is cool!
>**Four Kingdoms Fantasy:** A perfect world! A land of peace and happiness! Chaos returns to its former glory!
>**Chenbao Abacus:** Virtual and Real Scan: Cognitive Trap +100%!
>**Erbao pacifier:** Lying to your sister? Reality filter activated!
>**Sanbao Yunzhou:** Linger brand saliva developer, ready for airdrop!
>**Venomous Tongue System:** Weaving another illusion? Punishment: eternal cognitive impairment!
>**Xiao Jue:** The truth touched by the child’s fingertips is the deepest fear of delusion.
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The punishment of "eternal panda eyes," like the gentlest curse of insomnia, completely sealed the "hardworking" mania of the four nationalities' bureaucrats. The deafening snoring of the royal palace became a new tourist attraction, and citizens discovered that "naptime productivity" far surpassed "burning the midnight oil." The "Chaos Work and Rest Method" was engraved on stone tablets and erected in the main squares of various capitals. The latest trend in teahouses was the "Qinzheng Hall Snoring Symphony" imitation show.
Inside the General's Mansion, Lingbao's sleep cycle stabilized, but the tentacles of the Chaos Origin quietly reached a more subtle realm—sensory perception. Her clear, glass-like eyes were no longer content with observation; her chubby little hands became the vanguard of exploration. She began to redefine everything around her with the touch of her fingertips, the warmth of her palms, and even the taste buds of her tongue.
"Ah?" Lingbao tilted her head, curiously watching the icy light radiating from the Guihong ruler as Xiao Jue wiped it. Before anyone could react, her little hand had shot out like lightning, her chubby fingertips pressing precisely against the sharp blade!
"Ling'er!" Su Li exclaimed.
Xiao Jue stopped moving suddenly.
The expected flash of blood didn't appear. Lingbao's fingertips glowed with a faint, chaotic halo, silently blending with the cold light of the ruler blade. Her brows furrowed slightly, as if she were carefully analyzing the touch. She smacked her lips twice, "Cool...hard..." Then, with a "nothing special" expression, she withdrew her hand and grasped Xiao Jue's shirt, rubbing the remaining coolness against his chest.
Xiao Jue lowered his eyes, observing the imperceptible trace of sharpness on the ruler's blade, neutralized by the power of chaos. He then glanced at his daughter's satisfied face, having finally rubbed off the coolness. The cold sheath of the Guihong ruler reflected the fleeting ripple in his eyes—a strangely satisfying feeling of a weapon being "tamed" by a child. He sheathed the ruler, his fingertips brushing against the wrinkled collar of his shirt, where Lingbao had scratched it, quietly gathering that hint of warmth into his palm.
**Section 1: Perfect Illusion and Real Filter**
Lingbao's reputation as the "Chaos Perceiver" spread across the continent along with the caravan. The remaining illusion masters of the four nations (unemployed and re-employed due to the "correction tape" punishment) were restless. The Chaos Source began to manifest the ability to distinguish the true from the false! What did this mean? It meant that she could not only sleep and paint, but also "feel" the truth! If allowed to perceive, wouldn't the four nations' carefully woven illusion of "perfect submission" be shattered at the touch of a button?
"We must guide it! Let the Touch of Chaos become addicted to the 'reality' we weave!" The illusion masters nervously rubbed their hands in the secret room. "Launch the 'Carefree Paradise' plan! Project multiple layers of nested illusions around the General's Mansion, constructing a 'perfect world' that Lingbao will never be able to penetrate, and make her willingly accept our order!"
"But... the 'Chaos Sleeping and Resting Method' stipulates that no light, shadow, or noise should be used during nap time..."
"If illusions aren't light and shadows, then what are they?"
"Spotted? The Insomniacs are still counting sheep for eternity..."
The argument proved fruitless. Finally, a Xiling Illusionist gritted his teeth and declared, "Ultimate perfection is reality! Let's weave a world like Lingbao's dreams—a house of candy, a mountain of sundaes, a forest of lollipops, and little red birds flying everywhere! Let her be so enchanted she'll be addicted!"
Thus, a "cognitive guidance war" targeting Lingbao's little fingers quietly covered the General's Mansion.
* **Visual Layer:** Candy-colored clouds shroud the mansion, lollipop trees sway gracefully, a milky stream flows over Ice Cream Mountain, and colorful snow floats in the air.
* **Auditory layer:** The little red bird sings the hymn of "Chaos is the best", the lollipop windmill plays cheerful nursery rhymes, and even the sound of the wind is a babyish voice saying "I like you".
* **Tactile layer:** The floor is covered with warm pudding, the walls are soft and sticky glutinous rice balls, and the tables and chairs are chewy jelly, ensuring a perfect touch.
* **Taste layer:** The air contains "universal delicious elements", and every breath is filled with the smell of rice porridge and fruit puree that Lingbao loves most.
* **Cognitive level:** The idea that "this world is the most joyful, and obedience will bring eternal sweetness" is deeply implanted.
The general's mansion instantly turned into a fairy-tale version of "The Truman Show".
That afternoon, Lingbao just woke up and walked out of the room, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
"Wow!" She was stunned by the sight! A giant rainbow lollipop stood in the courtyard, a mountain of honey-dripping sundae steamed, and a talking little red bird landed on her shoulder: "Little Master Lingbao! Welcome home!"
Lingbao's big black eyes widened and her mouth opened into an O shape. She stretched out her little finger and carefully poked a "cloud" in front of her.
The touch! Fluffy! Slightly cool! With a real sweet fragrance!
The little red bird nuzzled her cheek and said, "It's true! This is a perfect world just for you!"
There was a light of surprise in Lingbao's eyes, and he took a step forward and rushed towards the lollipop forest!
"Sister, wait!" Erbao Su Heng's face tensed. The golden pacifier vibrated slightly, sending out an alarm that only he could sense—it was too perfect! Too perfect to be true! He held the pacifier in his mouth and suddenly blocked Lingbao's way!
"Bad bird! You're lying!" Erbao bared his teeth at the little red bird. The golden pacifier burst into a golden light as clear as a spring!
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