The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2786 Extra: The Supreme Father

Hot spring mountain, villa.

Arbitrary prohibition, an oppressive aura that remained calm and undisturbed.

Rao Qifang's bedroom was filled with a rich, warm fragrance. A row of snow-white legs stretched out from behind the wedding bed, lined up in front of Li Cang amidst playful giggles. The magician was completely shrouded in a hood. With Rao Qifang around, he was truly powerless to cheat, and even more so, he was filled with lingering fear about its sustainability: "Damn it, Old Wang, you didn't sneak in, did you? You better remember this, you're on my side!"

Old Wang was not only adorned with little red flowers, but also sported a bright red sash slung across his body, exuding a festive and solemn air. However, his words were not as impressive as his attire: "You son of a bitch, hurry up and find them! I'm the best man! Have you ever seen a best man go to the bride's family's bed at a wedding? I've been searching for shoes for ages, my head is throbbing! There are ten thousand shoes here, can anyone tell me which one is the bride and which one is the bridesmaid? You won't tell me, huh? I can't smell you anymore!"

A burst of laughter erupted.

"Ignore him, groom, hurry up and touch him!"

"I can't figure out what kind of marriage you got?"

"Hurry up, which one is Sister Leilei?"

"ε=(ο｀*)))" knew these guys were up to no good. In fact, he had already foreseen his fate when Wu Yisong got married. Instead of backing down, he only intensified his actions. What goes around comes around: "Don't panic, let me think about it."

He grabbed a slender, delicate foot, gave it a symbolic pat, and then slid the magician's hand down the leg and into the blanket and skirt.

There was no exclamation from the girl, and naturally, there was no flying kick.

The room full of people: ─━_─━
Bro, are you still half asleep? Tell me, which of those people sitting on the bed is afraid of your skills? No, wait, look around the base, even if I randomly picked a dozen unmarried young women for you, it wouldn't work!

Call?
Who's going to call you?
"嘁~"

"Oh no, we think we've driven Teacher Cang crazy!"

"It's alright. Wu Yisong was even more clueless when he got married, running around like a headless fly. Teacher Cang, he's one of the most rational among us newcomers!"

"If we mistakenly admit it, then a simple courtesy could turn into a serious incident."

"No way!"

"What?"

"Shh, you have to trust the professional level of this anonymous limb-disorder enthusiast—anatomical level, no, microscopic level!"

Li Cang placed his hand on the second small, chubby foot and said, "Line up. If you don't tell the truth, I'm really going to touch it!"

"Touch it, touch it!"

"I'm not afraid you'll touch the wrong person, I'm afraid you'll mistake someone for someone you shouldn't be!"

"Mr. Li, what do you do for a living?"

"technician!"

In fact, there was no suspense at all. Li Leisi's feet were very small. Even though, in order to increase the difficulty, the three little ones and Li Qingyi, who were similar in size, were forced to join the group, as soon as Li Cang walked from one side to the other, he stopped with extreme precision when he reached Li Leisi. After a moment of silence, he grabbed her foot without warning, stretched and pulled her up like a piece of pork and ran away.

"Ahhh, stop him!"

"Want to run?"

"Who carries a bride like that?"

Hot spring mountain, villa.

Different times, but the same place.

Having been cruelly tormented by the wedding for a whole day and night, Li Cang, facing the faint morning light and wisps of mist, gritted his teeth and poked Li Leisi: "The wedding is over, the person is married, hurry up and serve her, first give me a nice greeting!"

Li Leisi uttered, "Daddy~"

"No? You fucking bastard! Have some manners! Know some social etiquette! Call me husband!!"

What?

"husband!"

"Eh~"

"???"

Li Leisi's argument was very convincing: "This is my family, this is my mother, so it's not a bad thing for you to call your mother 'husband'. With our family background, our family's academic lineage, and our perfect, smooth, and charming family, you can do whatever you want!"

Li Cang was dumbfounded and speechless: "6, you're awesome!"

"Hehe." Li Leisi sat there stiffly, her red makeup making her look awkward for a moment before she lowered her voice and said, "A veil, a headscarf."

"Huh? Oh!"

"Wine! Let's drink the nuptial wine first!"

"Oh"

As Li Cang carried the ruyi-shaped gold scale rod, he muttered to himself, "I seem to remember this procedure being done during the wedding ceremony."

Li Leisi had lost all patience: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!!"

"."

They looked at each other, slightly embarrassed.

The two stared at each other for a full half minute before Li Cang subconsciously scratched his head and said, "Hey buddy, you're actually quite pretty today!"

"You damned devil!" Li Leisi rolled her eyes, carefully removing the eight-treasure phoenix crown inlaid with gold flowers and jewels, and taking off the colorful cloud and bird shawl: "You've seen it all, you've been with the magician for a while now, don't be so pathetic and stupid!"

Li Cang fiddled with the few remaining hairpins in her hair, making them jingle, while his inner monologue, filled with complex emotions, played as background music: "This woman... umm, she's really something! Damn it, how come I'm so lucky to have her!"

Li Leisi was stunned for a moment, at a loss, and a little exasperated. Suddenly, she felt something under her pillow, pulled it out, and saw a neat stack of embroidered silk. She was immediately furious and slapped it directly in Li Cang's face: "Pah, you have plenty of good things to offer!"

The part about being outwardly fierce but inwardly weak.

Li Cang lifted Li Leisi's slender, white legs, partially hidden by her red dress, and helped her remove her wedding shoes. As the saying goes, "One shouldn't adjust one's shoes in a melon patch or straighten one's hat under a plum tree," and it evoked a sense of profound experience and unparalleled beauty. Li Leisi's unusually shy and timid expression made the towering woman's body seem to have lost its bones, and she collapsed to the ground, uttering a soft, "Eh?"

"Ok?"

"Turn off the lights!"

"The sun is high in the sky, where can we find a light?"

"Pull, pull the curtains?"

"Bring it to you!"

It is just like this: struggling to make ends meet, looking up to others, avoiding the question like a secluded orchid in a deep valley, finding success in both directions, with superiors and inferiors following suit.

It is just as the poem goes: "Oars of cassia and paddles of orchid, striking the clear water and tracing the flowing light, my heart is filled with boundless longing, gazing at the beauty on the other side of the sky, like a lament, like a yearning, like a sob, like a complaint, the lingering sound is faint and continuous, like a thread that makes the hidden dragons in the deep valleys dance, and makes the widows on the lonely boats weep."

The next day.

Red makeup and hairpins were scattered everywhere. As usual, Li Leisi was only wearing her hair and lazily hummed, "It's the second day? Aren't you tired! I should have secretly called Huihui and Zhenzhen in yesterday! Tsk, those two good-for-nothings would probably have cried half the night!"

Putting everything else aside, not being allowed to sleep is something even a woman made of iron couldn't withstand.

"Hurry up, Mom and the others are waiting, we'll make a fool of ourselves!"

"嘁~"

Li Leisi stretched out her arm without even opening her eyes. Li Cang picked her up from the bed and put her in the bathtub. He bathed her, removed her makeup, and served her. Everyone was waiting outside; he couldn't bear the embarrassment.

"My son!"

"mom!"

"Good morning, Rao Qifang! Good morning, everyone!"

"."

The group of people looked at each other in disbelief, watching as Li Leisi brazenly snatched the carefully prepared red envelopes and other odds and ends from Rao Qifang's hand, then floated past them, slammed her forehead on the table with a thud, and started snoring loudly.

"Tsk!"

"Pfft!"

"Goose, goose, goose!"

Rao Qifang took a deep breath, forced a smile, and calmed her demeanor: "Exhale. From now on, I'm family with this thing. Be tolerant, be understanding, and maintain a good mother-in-law/daughter-in-law relationship."

"want"

"Screw you, you brat, get up right now, you hear me? Sweep the floor!!"

Its exterior is gold and jade.

Physically, the ground was covered with gold and jade, and also with small pieces of gold, silver and jewelry that Rao Qifang and her team had carefully prepared. Oh, and there were also new and old banknotes and cards from the base. They were all waiting for the new bride to diligently collect and manage the household.

Unfortunately, the piece of char siu I gave birth to is even lazier than a pig.

Li Leisi received a few sharp taps on the head, then looked up at the roof at a 45-degree angle: "Rao Qifang, can you please stop messing around? I'm exhausted! You sweep if you want!"

"You and me."

To prevent a tragedy from happening, Li Cang ended up cleaning up the mess. Anyway, when it comes to being diligent and good at managing the household, he's probably number one and nobody wants to be number two.

"Remove the mother and keep the child! Remove the mother and keep the child!" Rao Qifang squeezed out a few words through her back teeth, looking kindly at Suo Zhihui, Qin Zhenzhen, Duan Li, Huo Wen, Campbell's little aunt, Fu Jinxin, and the red-haired girl: "Hmph, the next one will be even more obedient!"

Harmony Rice.

The dishes were varied and colorful, but there was only one bowl in front of the two of them.

Rao Qifang, Jin Yujing, and Kong Jingqiao, the three matriarchs, smiled and held their bowls and chopsticks, casting a sustained gaze at the newlyweds. They were dignified and kind. Qin Zhenzhen, on the other hand, was a little uneasy: "What is it really like to get married?"

Li Cang was actually a little absent-minded at this moment: "I'm going to be a father!"

"?"

"Well, what I mean is... this... you know... sense of responsibility. Yes, that's it, sense of responsibility. The burden on my shoulders is heavier now! Heavier!"

"嘁~"

Old Wang, whose motto of abandoning personal ethics and indulging in a life of immorality had been ingrained throughout his life, was hesitant to speak, finding it quite difficult to restrain himself. In short, it was only thanks to the young lady pulling on her hind legs that he didn't blurt out anything on the spot. However—

"Let's do it too, half a bigger one, a much grander one!"

"!!!"

Tai Xiaoyi stared dumbfounded at the arrogant Old Wang, her face quickly flushing a deep, alluring blush. "Who, who wants to do it with you!"

"What??"

Even more shocked than Lao Wang were the others. Qin Zhenzhen glared at him fiercely: "You haven't even proposed yet, how can you expect me to do it with you? You have no manners at all, ptooey, ptooey, I find you disgusting!"

Old Wang then slapped his forehead: "Oh, oh, sorry, sorry, my bad!"

Oh.

A reckless young man emerged on the opposing lane.

Tai Xiaoyi turned her gaze away from the thing with annoyance and continued eating her meal, ignoring him.

Jin Yujing looked at Li Cang with a smile: "How are you planning to spend this honeymoon? I'll lend you the Goldfish. It'll be good to go out and see the world. With you getting married, millions of people from all over the world have come. The base isn't suitable for you to stay here now. You'll be bothered to death by them in a while!"

"Aunt Jin is so thoughtful!" Li Leisi said casually, picking at her food. "Just hearing about millions of people makes my husband want to die. Li Cang, where do you want to go for fun?"

"Are there any other places in the world lines we haven't been to yet?" Li Cang suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Hey, how about we go to the Kingdom of He Xiang? The High Priest has a lot of tricks up his sleeve now. At least we can see what the Dream Realm is all about. What do you think?"

"middle!"

There are plenty of methods.

There were probably dozens of them; it was quite a lively scene.

"If I remember correctly, this is a marriage leave, not a soul leave, and it's definitely not something you can squander your soul away!" Old Wang was speechless. These two guys, you've got it, but we're definitely not: "Are you crazy! Going to a place like that! Going to see some kind of radiation, huh! You'd better watch out for some long-tailed, long-tentacle kid you're carrying!"

Duan Li was puzzled and shocked by the two's remarkably similar thought processes: "I told you to go out and relax, why did you suddenly decide to kill me?"

"That's it!"

"Xiao Zhong is right! Why do we have to go to places like that?" Aunt Kong scolded the two good-for-nothings. "Besides, you two have already done enough for this world!"

Huo Wen and the Dragon Witch nodded their little heads like chickens pecking at rice, their expressions serious and admiring: "Mmm-hmm!"

Li Leisi pondered for a moment, then waved her hand and said, "Then it's Tilly! Everyone go, and then have Li Cang make up for Auntie's share first!"

Qiao Shasha slammed her chopsticks on the table with a clatter: "Huh?!"

Fu Jinxin: "Huh??"

Amidst the laughter and chatter, Rao Qifang suddenly exhaled a breath of stale air, staring at the back of her own piece of char siu—no, that pig that digs up cabbages—and nodded slowly, with a hint of satisfaction. "My daughter has grown up, strong enough to uproot mountains and imposing enough to overshadow the world. That brat, she's finally showing some humanity now."

Tili is indeed a great place; Rao Qifang has wanted to come here for a long time.

Even now, even with a Zerg creature that has created the Corpse Weaver Queen's ascended godhood, this Monarch's offline dragon-rising land, whose prayer authority is so high that even a mage would drool in admiration, still surpasses 3/7 of the bases by a hundred and eighty streets in terms of pure natural environment and scenery.

Or
In every respect and in every sense, 3/7 Base is incomparable to Tilly. It's not even worthy of carrying Tilly's shoes.

Tilly is the darling of Li Cang's unwavering belief in the fate of the little bastards. This is how the mainstream sky islands of this world should be. There shouldn't be any damned docking systems in Timi. However, it's a pity that, after going through three timelines, all that can be found is Tilly.

A few days later, Tilly.

"Wow, you're so open and honest!" Qin Zhenzhen exclaimed, sitting atop the brightly lit three-legged dragon with her mouth agape. "So this is what your little devil is like! Oh my, this wish field shield... I've never seen anything like it before. What? It can withstand a full-speed impact from a Sky Island-level attack?"

"Can humans and mythical beasts coexist harmoniously using this kind of logic?"

"Tilly doesn't look that big."

Jin Yujing was basically pessimistic about such a place. Emmm, if you can't do business, then there's no point in talking about transferring wealth in this place. Even everyone's life is already taken.

ε=(ο｀*)))
Ms. Jin is kind-hearted and cannot stand this kind of brutal and indifferent exploitation. It's too primitive and too backward. Why don't you try to play the capitalist game?

The primitive city of Tili at the foot of Mount Sansheng still has a lot of exotic charm. The group found everything novel and had a great time.

then
Rao Qifang keenly observed that the average level of the people here could hardly be described as strong; in fact, they were just ordinary, average, and unremarkable.

Li Cang was carrying a large tub of ice cream that Li Lace hadn't finished, along with eight cups of milk tea and juice of various flavors and temperatures. He casually picked up the leftovers, eating and drinking, and muttered to his mother, "Mom, Tili's strength isn't in her stats, but in her mechanics. To give a simple example, individual lackeys are actually quite ordinary, but once their combat logic is established, the comprehensive, all-encompassing buffs they receive are incredibly complex and intricate. Tili's warriors are like those lackeys, but it's the lackeys who provide those buffs."

"Little coin brat?"

"Yes, everything Tili does is designed to support the unreserved power of the little coin cub. Individual qualities are no longer important. As long as they are of good lineage, no matter what crisis there is, the little coin cub can always preserve a spark of Tili. This kind of favoritism is something that no stationary or orbital system can hope to achieve."

"Well"

The only problem is my aunt.

If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. Correspondingly, the Tili people have very strict requirements for their little aunt: to stay alive.

A few days later, the last group of representatives from various parts of the world who hadn't shown up at the wedding at Base 3/7 arrived uninvited. They didn't seem very popular, but they didn't say much. After all, they were all silent as soon as they saw them. How should one describe the feeling of the various heroes and sages who had gathered here with such an appeal? It was like using the resources of the nation to win Tilly's favor.

The 3/7 base, and even the entire disaster relief base of the China Planting series, can actually be regarded as a loosely integrated entity. Wherever the national protection formation goes, it is within Ms. Rao's sphere of influence. That's her home, that's her mother's mother. No matter how much you fawn over her, can you fawn over her like a magician? You can't fawn over someone else's mother by just licking her boots.
Tilly is different!

At present, Tili may just be a newcomer that has ended its first orbital cycle, or a concept stock that has just emerged and has never been known to many people before, but without a doubt, it is a national leap forward in a physical sense, and a flagship that is truly qualified to sail to the outer space and the sea.

My dearest mother!

Take me with you! Take me with you! Take me with you!

Your dear son has finally seen the error of his ways! I've already missed one mother, missed another mother, and missed yet another mother. I dare not miss another mother!

Tilly's wedding brought the growing need for mothers to the forefront, highlighting the intense conflict and competition between the limited number of mothers available. Having a mother to rely on and a mother to depend on is truly a blessing!

Faced with this unprecedented spectacle of all nations paying tribute, Qiao Shasha and the entire Tili were stunned by the sweet talk and couldn't quite process it for a long time.
Not
Do you think Master Li's base will be happy with you making such a fuss?
The answer is, of course, yes!

Because they themselves were licking the boots, and licking them more enthusiastically than anyone else, but they still had to say the polite words. Old Deng looked intently at the bizarre and colorful outer world above the dome and said, "Your journey has already begun in the vast universe, and we will always be your strong support. We will do everything we can to provide you with all the support you need. Look ahead, the Milky Way is brilliant; look back, you have home behind you!"

Tsk.

Old Deng is Old Deng.

To say that Bei Zhikang, this old silver coin, is particularly high-level is debatable; behind his back, countless people probably click their tongues and scoff. But the old man's luck is truly remarkable. He has done countless unremarkable things in his life, but the most, most, most correct thing he did was, while the wolf was running away, he had a flash of inspiration and risked his head to pick up a tattered, missing piece of salt river shard.

Yes, this is something you can brag about for a lifetime.

Those who are lucky may not be capable, and those who are capable may not be lucky. Those who have both luck and capability may not have a conscience or dare to take risks. ε=(ο｀*))) To be honest, this time we may really need someone to write history for the old man.

damn it.
史！
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Life is worthless, but some lives are supreme.

The environment shapes the people; of course, round shapes are fine, and flat shapes are also good.

When the so-called world of the subordinates attempts to autonomously evolve its will, it is already destined to be a thankfully difficult process, and it is also destined that such a supreme evolution will attract attention.

Covetousness, greed, and seizing—and they call it awakening and exaltation.

The land and water that can give rise to the will of the world must be the most fertile, or rather, a land flowing with milk and honey, a place where the most precious things come first and the virtuous reside.

Self-awakening and passive promotion are cycles, and so are other cycles. Those who survive become like-minded, and those who don't become food.

As for now
The supreme pioneer seemed to be encountering a minor trouble. Just like the countless worlds and the remains and even the very essence of the supreme beings of the world's will that He had consumed, He was being watched indifferently by His kind, indifferent and fearful.

His true nature is being confined by some kind of threshold, and the land and water that gave rise to Him has also attracted a group of uninvited guests.

Like sharks smelling blood, like swarms of tender, delicious offspring from another world, they swarm in, multiplying, seizing, evolving, whispering their sacrifices—

[My supreme Father, may you be awesome!]

He could not have imagined that the source of this trouble was not a supreme being at the level of world will or a new being of the same kind, but an inconspicuous parasite in the soil of evolution.

What the hell is this thing?

These are locusts!

And you all!

How can a bunch of insects, together with such a group of like-minded people, possibly manage the Supreme Will?

We are the same kind, we are the same kind!
Why just watch?

Why won't you help me?
These damn rules, these cold-blooded human relationships!
As the supreme forerunner, He named His offspring by the word "ma" and was given the title "ma" (meaning "dog on a leash"). But in reality, He was not truly a dog on a leash. He also had a temper. The only language He could understand was the language of His own kind, not this kind of insult in every sense.

He picked up divine words that He hadn't used for countless years and attempted to communicate.

then
After the Seventh Sister's ancient god whispers, He obtained Li Shi Hengyan as he wished.

Ok?
What does it mean when a child is hungry?

What does "since we're already here" mean?

This is neo-colonialism! This is blatant aggression!

but.
Useless.

As the saying goes, external pressure and internal pressure are intertwined. The "pressure" between the outer realm and the world line, anchored by that vampire, completely imprisoned Him as a pressure regulator. No matter how much He struggled and fought, His life, along with the turbulent flow of the outer realm's ascension process, continuously released pressure on the other side and that land. And He could only watch helplessly as He and His world disintegrated and were devoured.

His life journey has spanned countless years, but he has never felt such fear and panic as he does now. Death used to be such a distant, unpredictable, and unfathomable word, but now it depends entirely on when the other party is full. So how can this behavior be explained in layman's terms? The answer is: digging up your ancestral graves.

Yes, He cannot die, but He can weaken.

Once the world that evolved Him is destroyed, His life hierarchy will inevitably be stripped away layer by layer, until He falls into the dust.

He pleaded.

He cursed loudly.

But those things that we might call colleagues, just as they did when they supposedly promoted each world, remained indifferent and detached, observing with the same cold indifference. Some of them were decaying, and some were perhaps nearing the end of their lives. Under this cycle of external pressure and internal pressure, from the moment their worlds were divided up, tragedy was destined to unfold, and their demise was inevitable.

Perhaps, perhaps we should also try His taste, the taste of our homeland that has been devoured, a taste I haven't remembered for so long.

Now? It's a bit early.

[If we eat Him, can we find what we've lost, or even survive?]

[Unclear]

Who cares?

Perhaps the little guy really did bring us some good things that once belonged to us but had long been forgotten. So, is this emotion actually hatred? I even feel my withered life force throbbing again; I feel refreshed.

Yes, it's very comfortable.

A thousand words are contained in a single bow. The great enslaver who spans multiple worlds, the second source will of the void on both sides, the judge of heresy, the stripper of divinity, the elegant mage, Cang Lee, the most demanding wild father of the Mimi insectoid race.