Vivian stood there and watched for a while. She had originally planned to go back to her room and try to digest the Sequence 4 potion through meditation.
After all, increased strength means a substantial increase in weekly salary, so when Vivian has nothing to do, she will meditate in the room.
But after seeing Nemesis and Eros talking and laughing, for some reason, she suddenly didn't want to go back to her room.
Feeling the inexplicable emotion in her heart, Vivian came to sit next to Nemesis as if possessed, wanting to listen to what Nemesis and Eros were talking about.
Seeing her coming, Eros smiled at her, and Vivian nodded slightly in response, but her face still looked cold and indifferent.
Nemesis was also a little surprised that her daughter would come here. Based on her understanding of her daughter, shouldn't she go back to her room to meditate?
But this was not a big deal, and she did not think much about it. After taking a look at her daughter, Nemesis continued to ask Eros excitedly:
"You said you saw some gossip about the Silver Moon Goddess in an ancient book?"
"Tell me about it quickly, I'll see if it matches the ones I've heard."
"But when you speak of Him, it's best to use an object to refer to Him, and don't repeat His divine name."
"Although the divine name isn't as instantly relatable as the real name, He will still sense it if repeated frequently."
Eros looked educated, and while questioning Cynthia in person in the soul space, he also spoke to Nemesis.
Vivian listened from the side without interrupting.
She had noticed long ago that Nemesis seemed to be very concerned about the affairs of the Silver Moon...evil...goddess.
This can explain why she, who had always disliked Eros in every way, would take the initiative to get close to Eros today.
After realizing that Nemesis only came to Eros to listen to gossip, Vivian felt inexplicably relieved.
But the next second, Vivian suddenly woke up. She felt a little confused in her heart, and didn't understand why she had such emotions just now.
Eros noticed that Vivian was distracted, so he stopped gossiping and asked Vivian with concern:
"Did you just encounter a strange attack in the spirit world, causing you to feel unwell?"
Vivian came back to her senses, shook her head at Eros, and replied softly:
"I'm fine, I was just thinking about something."
Nemesis also turned his head to look at Vivian at this time, then looked at Eros, and curled the corners of his mouth.
Her daughter would easily get distracted when she met this yellow-haired guy, and she had gotten used to it.
So she urged, "Go on, tell me what happened next. I haven't heard of what you're talking about, but based on my understanding of... that period of history, it should be true."
Eros laughed in his heart. How could it not be true? He relayed the original words of the person involved.
Sure enough, no one can ignore the gossip about their best friend, not even gods.
Time passed slowly in this peaceful and tranquil atmosphere, and in the blink of an eye, several days had passed.
During these few days, Eros successfully became acquainted with Nemesis with the help of Cynthia.
Although Nemesis was still very wary of him getting close to Vivian, he no longer disliked him as much as before, as if he was afraid that she would steal his cabbage.
Eros could understand Nemesis's feelings. If a yellow-haired man came to kidnap his daughter in the future, he would either beat the yellow-haired man into a pulp within three seconds or take his surname.
Not to mention, Nemesis and Vivian's souls are still fused together, the two consciousnesses share one body, and they are mother and daughter.
If she kidnapped Vivian, it would also mean kidnapping her. As a deity, how could her pride allow herself and her daughter to be kidnapped together?
This matter cannot be rushed, it has to be done slowly, and it just so happens that he is very patient.
In addition, during these few days, Estelle, who had recovered, found him again and said that she wanted to continue fighting with the wronged souls. Eros had no way of refusing and could only protect his mother.
Fortunately, Estelle always achieved the final victory without any danger.
That morning, as the last wronged soul dissipated, Estelle held herself up, not letting herself fall, and smiled at Eros who had already rushed over to her:
"That should be enough for the ritual!"
Eros reached out to support his mother and nodded:
"That's enough. Once Mom recovers, we can try to advance to Sequence 4."
After being supported by her child, Estelle was too lazy to force herself to stand up. She leaned on her child and said softly:
"I never thought I could become the second extraordinary person in my family. I never thought that I could be promoted to an extraordinary person one day."
Er Luo wiped the blood stains on his mother's face and chuckled:
"Mom has great talents. Extraordinary is just the beginning. I am still waiting for her to become an angel and protect us."
Estelle smiled. "You haven't even started your Transcendental Cultivation yet, and you're already thinking about angels."
Eros thought and brought his mother directly to his home in the world in the jar, with a smile still in his eyes:
"Didn't mom teach us when we were little that we should have a long-term vision?"
"But you're going too far!"
Estelle couldn't help but complain, then she straightened up with the help of Eros' arm and began to look for a change of clothes in the room.
"It's not far away. Once you're promoted to the Extraordinary level, you can become an angel after two more ceremonies."
Estelle couldn't help but turn around and give her child a look:
"That's easy to say. If becoming an angel was as easy as you say, the world would be full of angels long ago."
Eros didn't care about his mother's rolling eyes and said carelessly:
"It may be difficult for others to become an angel, but for you, mom, you can definitely do it."
Estelle was a little surprised. She stopped searching for clothes and asked curiously:
"Why do you say that? Are you that confident in Mom?"
Eros looked at his mother strangely:
"You are my mother. If I don't have confidence in you, who can I have confidence in?"
Estelle was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing:
"Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore. I'm going to wash up."
Estelle said, suppressing her smile, and then she walked into the bathroom carrying the clothes she had found.
Eros went outside to the living room to wait.
Half an hour later, Estelle walked out of the room, her long platinum hair draped behind her, fully dressed and with steam rising from her hair.
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