Terra's Magnetic Field

But judging from her expression while holding the child, that doesn't seem to be the case...

There is love in Mostima's eyes, precious love, love for future generations... Even though the child in her arms is not her own flesh and blood and has different fragility from her, Mostima still does not hesitate to show her love.

Love did not make Mastema weaker. Wan felt that Mastema's power was still as strong as before. The cruelty and cold-bloodedness on her face were swept away and replaced by warmth and kindness.

"Love" is so wonderful that it can change everything. It can soften the strongest chains, corrode the sharpest blades, melt the ice, and make dead trees sprout new buds...

Wan has not changed, but everything else has changed. At this moment Wan feels like an orphan abandoned by the times.

Perhaps Wan will never understand this. She cannot imagine that one day she will love the weak and look at ants from the same perspective as herself.

Or maybe she just didn’t meet him, didn’t meet her own “Le Le”, didn’t meet a mortal who was worthy of her love, a mortal who taught her how to love…

That’s all for today.

Postscript: Extreme selfishness may push a person to the limit of 990,000 horsepower, but the final 1 million horsepower can only be pushed by "love". This is also the reason why Oga cannot defeat Kaihu, all those who love him and those he loves have died and left...

"Love" is also the main theme of the Kaihu and even Wushen series. The more cruel the background, the more precious love is.

Volume 169: Chapter Chapter Blessings

Mostima bowed down and knelt on one knee. Her expression was solemn and dignified, as if she was not in the Rhine Life Interview but in the oldest and most elegant church in the Lateran, in front of the holy image of the Lord. She leaned forward, hugged Bella, kissed her forehead, and gave her a blessing:

"In the name of the Lord's most pious apostle and the first Holy Son, I grant you an endless future. If you can grasp it, you will get anything you want, whether it is power, wealth, fame, status, or even supreme kingship..."

"Child...if you pass the test, experience all the sufferings in the world, bear all the great sins, endure the pain of killing your loved ones, and fall into the deepest darkness...you will become the leader of the clan. All demons will call out your name, and the stars will shine for you. You will be the morning star..." Finally, she silently recited the ancient Latlan language, "helel ben-shachar..."

After saying this, Mastema gently touched her forehead to the place she had kissed just now, and the blessing ceremony was completed. Then Bella excitedly ran to the side to show off to her mother, while Wan put her hands on her hips and said:

"Heh~ If you want, I can give you whatever you want. This is just a verbal promise, not an oracle... These charlatans like to be mysterious... Your mother doesn't believe in destiny. If you have the ambition, just go against the will of heaven like your mother."

By the time Wan finished speaking, Bella had already left to show off to others. I wonder how much of what Wan said she just listened to.

"Alas..." Wan Ye could only sigh at this willful daughter. She still had to decide which way to go in the future. She hoped that she would not make the same mistake she had made before. She looked at Mastema again to see what kind of [blessing] she would give to her little daughter.

Mastema repeated the same process. As usual, she held Gloria in her arms and kissed her forehead. Then she looked into her eyes and gave her a blessing:

"…………", unlike Bella just now, Mostima paused before speaking. She seemed to have seen something, perhaps a distant future... She took a deep breath and formally blessed:

"In the name of the Lord's most pious apostle and the first Son of God, I grant you a peaceful childhood. You will meet a family who truly loves and cares for you and raise you. You will hold a high position in the future. As you continue to fight, your body will be eroded by the blood of aliens. In the end, even your consciousness will no longer be preserved, and you will be sacrificed for your descendants... But this is not the only choice. If you want to take another path, the path of hegemony... you only need to betray everything around you..."

"At that time, you will replace the people you betrayed and become the tribe's consciousness and their queen. The deep sea and even the entire area will be yours. You will lead your tribe to cross the stars, as long as you make up your mind..."

(Waiter: Really? (The light is charging)

"What is this..." Wan narrowed her eyes at Mastema, "What kind of blessing is this?" She stepped forward and pulled Mastema away. Fortunately, the blessing ceremony had been completed. She grabbed Mastema's collar and questioned her, "What evil plan are you planning? This doesn't sound like a good thing, does it?"

"This is more of a prophecy than a blessing..." Kristen spoke from behind. She had also wanted to ask this senior for a fortune-telling, but seeing Wan was so resistant, she gave up.

"I am just reading out the revelation given by our Lord. My brain is connected to the terminal in Lateran, and all this is the result of complex calculations by the terminal.

It's just like I used my pre-rehearsal ability to predict your attack." (Refer to 01 series prediction)

“………………You…” Wan shook off Mostima. She didn’t want to make herself look bad. If this was the answer given by the terminal, then this land would be in great trouble in the future…

"When it comes to prophecies, you only need to listen to the parts that are good for you. No one can guarantee that the content of the prophecy is accurate," Christen stepped forward to comfort her. After thinking about it, she didn't take it too seriously. She herself was the product of defying fate. If she could do it, her daughters might be able to do it too.

"Then did your terminal detect what will happen to me in the future?" Wan changed the subject, and Mostima answered neatly:

"Yes, my Lord said that you will die soon... huh..."

Before Mostima could finish her words, Wan grabbed her neck and shouted angrily, "You are doing this to me on purpose, right?" Wan's strength made Mostima's blue tongue come out, and scared Remule who was standing beside her to burst into tears. Only then did Wan let go.

“Ahem…” Mostima rubbed his throat, “You really can’t take a joke…”

Wan looked at Remule who was crying while hugging Mostima's thighs. She suddenly had an idea, "You just blessed my daughters, so in return I will also perform a song for your little sister." Wan walked to Remule, stretched out a finger and touched her forehead, and then whispered:

"May you always be healthy and happy, and never be entangled in suffering in your life. May there be people who love you wherever you go. May you be surrounded by love all your life, just like sweet apple pie..."

After saying this, Wan withdrew her fingers. She had just injected part of her power into the child's brain. In addition to the blessing, she also gave her another gift, which would only appear when she fully grew up.

"This blessing is good, much better than the one I gave you just now." Mastema nuzzled Wan's body and asked, "Where is your son?"

"Eh?" Wan looked at Mastema in surprise, "What son? I only have a daughter..."

"The terminal predicts that you should have another son, perhaps in the future. The terminal also passed his prediction to me? Do you want to listen?"

"Why not tell me about it..."

"No one is invincible in the world, I have never achieved my goal in life, love and hate are all in the past, I am left alone in the world, and I will conquer the world in my sleep... The last horizontal banner is [Lonely and Brave]..."

"It sounds like a life of loneliness... This is the worst fate... Even with great power, one cannot be loved," Wan couldn't help but sigh, but she didn't think it was true after all and just thought it was a joke from Mostima.

Then the adults told the children to go somewhere else to play, because the performances of the interviewees might not be suitable for children. Bella and the others had to leave in disappointment and took Remuel to other places in Rhine Life.

Ten minutes later, the show officially began. The interview host, wearing a flashy pink suit, took the microphone and introduced the next interviewee:

"Now, we would like to invite the first interviewer of the evening show, a new comedian from the East Country..."

"Hiden Oroto!!"

That’s all for today.

Volume 170: Chapter Chapter Funny Talent

The young man in the center of the stage looked panicked. The light from the hanging searchlight made his face pale, making his exaggerated sequined suit more conspicuous. There was no other light on the entire floor except where he was standing.

Mostima rested her chin on one hand at the judges' table. She tilted her head and put her mouth close to Wan's neck and asked softly, "What do you think this boy will perform for us?"

Wan did not answer. From her expression, it was clear that she was not interested in the young man. The young man's awkward performance had already dampened her interest by half.

Kristen didn't say much either. She wasn't very interested in this stupid talent show in the first place. She didn't understand why Wan liked to appreciate the ugliness of others so much. In her opinion, someone of Wan's status should have more refined interests.

The young man named "Hiden Oren" looked blankly at the deep darkness ahead. He knew that a dozen meters away from him sat a group of the most noble people in the country. If his performance could make those guys happy, maybe he could realize his dream... He calmed down and coughed a few times, then slowly took out his cell phone from the inside of his suit and talked to himself:

"Hey smartphone, what's today's funny weather forecast?"

The artificial intelligence in the phone replied:

"It will be cloudy all day today, with thunderstorms late at night."

"Ah~ It's going to thunder... So scary..." Fei Dian Orto's expression twitched and his body trembled, and then he suddenly raised a finger without any warning, "Okay! It must be me Orto!"

………………

The whole place was silent, no sound came from the darkness ahead, perhaps it was the performance of Fei Dian or Ren that made it difficult for those in higher positions to make a judgement.

"That's it? What on earth did he want to say?" Kristen waved to the department head. "Is the job of the interview room every day to provide a venue for such meaningless performances? Are you wasting the company's precious venues and resources like this?"

“Yes, yes, yes… We will definitely screen in advance in the future…” The department head nodded and bowed repeatedly.

How did Wan react? What did she think of this poor performance?

She didn't react at all, her expression was stiff and boring. She stuffed a piece of popcorn into her mouth, making a "crunch" sound, and said while chewing, "Forget it... Acting depends on talent, and not everyone has it. Like my clown sister, she obviously has no talent for directing but likes to waste money to shoot things, what kind of nonsense is that?"

"Among all the performances, being funny is the most difficult. If you want to make others laugh, you have to keep making jokes and have strong adaptability... Many people who have no talent will turn out like that when they want to be funny," she pointed to the Hidenko on the stage, who was still performing without knowing what was going on.

Wan frowned and told the person in charge:

"Let him go. We've heard enough of this rubbish joke. It's even more boring than the cold joke that Luduo symbolized before. That kid named Fei Dian Huo Ren is just ugly, there's nothing funny about him."

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If it were a thousand years ago, Wan, as an emperor, would not hesitate to kill the clown who could not make her laugh, in order to demonstrate her supreme authority, but now she no longer wants to do that. Killing an ordinary person who cannot resist only makes her feel boring and uninteresting...

She was past that age, just as a child loses interest in tampering with ants when he grows up.

Perhaps as time passed, her character was gradually tempered from the sharpness of the past. The murderous intent and cruelty she once had were gradually fading away, and the desire to kill was gradually replaced by other aspects.

"Rudo symbol? Who?" Mastema asked. She had no impression of such a strong person. As far as she knew, Wan only liked to associate with strong people. She would not even meet the weak in person.

"She is a representative from the East Country's Teresen College, a little Kuranta girl who can run very fast, but I can't say she is very good at telling jokes. She came to meet me mainly to discuss cooperation issues."

"Tressen College...? Oh, is that the place that trains horse girls? I'm also interested in this. So you've also invested in this area?"

Wan explained to Mastema:

"Rhine Life is actually one of the original partners of Teresen Academy. Some of their students are actually the products of genetic modification... So every year Teresen will give us a portion of the profits of Umamusume Entertainment."

She complained again:

"These days, the public prefers to watch sweet-looking girls running and dancing on the stage rather than fighting like the knights of Casimir. Really... this kind of nipple pleasure... the land has become weak," Wan said intermittently, and it can be seen that she is very dissatisfied with this.

But it doesn't stop her from making money from this. These bastards are always like this. They curse the people for being decadent, while enjoying the dividends brought to them by this grand scene!

After exchanging a few words with the department head, Hiden Orto on the stage glanced over here and left dejectedly. A minute later, the next performance began.

"There's nothing we can do about it... Times are changing, people are changing too, and we have to adapt to the times. You should understand this," Mostima said with emotion. Perhaps she also has a deep understanding of this. "So I entrust the future to the younger generations like Lele. It won't be us old people who will create a new era. You should have the same idea, right? That's why you gave birth to Bella and the others..."

"…………", Wan was silent. She did not answer the question. At this moment, the countdown for the next contestant to appear began, resolving the embarrassment.

"The next contestant is the muscle man Yale Zhuhua from Thor Industries, and his performance item is - muscle dance!!" The host's rhythmic shouting revived the previously declining atmosphere.

Wan's body completely collapsed on the massage chair behind her, with her thighs and tail pressed against the table in front of her. She used the magnetic field force to push the Coke in the cup into her mouth. She wanted to see what the guy from Thor Industries was going to do.

"Why would someone from Thor Industries come to our Rhine Life interview?" Kristen was puzzled, and Wan answered casually:

"It's just a show of skill. My sister likes to provoke me in this way. Maybe the people she sent will show us some high-tech next." She turned her head to smile at Kristen, "My dear daughter, you still don't understand this aspect~" She smiled and patted Kristen's thigh, "You have a good figure, quite strong."

"Please don't do this!" Kristen sternly slapped Wan's hand away. This teasing was somewhat over the line.

Wan Ze didn't take it seriously. She turned her head to the other side and complained to Mostima, "Look, she's still shy? I was the one who picked out her clothes before. Girls can't be kept back when they grow up..."

Hiden Orto, who had left the stage earlier, was sitting in the lounge. When he was packing his bag and was about to leave to go somewhere else, a big guy wearing fitness shorts on the dressing table next to him suddenly stood up. He picked up the large radio on the right and laughed happily:

"Hehe~ It's my turn now. I believe my performance will not disappoint the top management!"

Isn't Raytheon Industries famous for its high-precision mechanical technology? What's wrong with this big guy? Is the so-called high-tech his big radio? Or...

That’s all for today.

Volume 171: Chapter Chapter Exploding Gold Coins

In addition to the large stage and judges' seats, the top floor of the Human Resources Investigation Department of Rhine Life also has an area the size of a classroom that serves as a dressing room for interviewers. Every day, a group of guys in strange costumes are on standby here.

Unlike interviews at ordinary companies, all they have to think about is how to amuse the judges and how to show their ugliest and funniest side...

Because it was an evening session, there were a lot fewer interviewees than during the day, but with everyone gathered together, the small and stuffy place was still filled with the stench of sweat. The strong smell of sweat and cosmetics mixed together was simply indescribable... There were also a few bloated freaks doing sit-ups in the corner.

There are always a lot of big guys participating in the interviews, which may be related to the unique aesthetic taste of Rhine’s senior management.

Some interviewers combined the previous admission line data and found that bodybuilders with strong physiques were more likely to be directly admitted. Therefore, those who participated in the Rhine Life interview always deliberately showed off their muscles, some wore tight clothes, and some stuffed their clothes with padding.

Everything they do is just to please the unpredictable upper class.

Some even buy drugs on the black market to swell their bodies and turn them into ugly muscle monsters. Their brains may be filled with pus caused by drugs, so they look very low in intelligence...

A short, muscular man with a bloated body was doing some unstandard bodybuilding moves in the corner of the dressing room. Every move seemed very abstract, but he thought he was good and his face was full of confidence. After a series of moves, he raised his arms, tightened his back muscles, and ended the exercise with a back-bend posture.

"My good brother, it's so big!" Another muscular guy with a strange Yan country accent patted the "huge back" of the short muscular man. This guy's appearance was also very abstract, with a particularly prominent widow's peak on his head, making his forehead look very big.

"Tmd!" The short muscular man called "good brother" by Beauty Peak cursed a Yan country swear word. Even among the expensive people, these two people are relatively outstanding. The good brother continued, "I... must win this time... I have to win, otherwise my grandfather's electric baton will be in vain..." He spoke intermittently, and it seemed that his mind was not clear due to excessive medication.

It turns out that this good brother had a big fight with his family in order to participate in the Rhine Life interview, and even poked his grandfather with an electric baton before leaving, causing the old guy to explode some "gold coins". This was how he collected enough money for the trip to Colombia. Now he is just one step away from realizing his bodybuilding dream.

He was extremely confident in his drug-soaked body and thought that there was no one in the interview room bigger than him.

When he gets the Rhine Life "Professional Card", he will return to Yan Country to open a gym and recruit apprentices, stepping on his master "Leg Strong"! He kicked away his fellow apprentice "Hippo" who posted a video on the Internet to slander him, and since then he has dominated the Yan Country fitness circle!

"Hehe~ It's my turn now. I believe my performance will not disappoint the top management!" Speaking in Colombian which his good brothers couldn't understand, the big, muscular guy stood up from the dressing table. In terms of figure, he is only better than his good brothers. In terms of muscles, he is only stronger and more powerful than his good brothers!

"Wow!" The two young Yan country guys who had never seen the world were frightened by the real big guy. After the big guy left, they dared to talk behind his back:

"Good brother, do you think that person just now was natural?"

"Naturally? What the hell are you talking about?! He must have taken drugs. If the dosage of our drugs is increased, we will definitely be better than him!"

These two people said they were not afraid, but in fact they had already backed out. After that big guy came on stage, the judges would just think they were clowns.

"Please welcome the next interviewee! He is the muscle man Yale Zhuhua from Thunder God Industries!!"

Accompanied by a burst of extremely powerful music, a muscular man nearly two meters tall walked out from the curtain behind the stage, with a confident smile on his face. He put down the huge radio and pressed the button on it. A strange singing voice came from the speaker. A man sang in a high-pitched voice:

"Macho, macho man~macho man~I've got to be, a macho man~I've got to be, a macho macho man I've got to..."

Accompanied by the song, the man performed various standard bodybuilding movements. Every muscle on his body seemed like a carefully crafted work of art, every movement was perfect, and any subtle movement could perfectly highlight his figure...

He stood there and leaned forward.

, he puffed out his chest and said to the darkness in front of him, "Judges, next is my specialty~", and then the two points on his chest bulged out due to the expansion of muscles, and made a "pop pop pop~" sound.

"Shock wave, shock wave, bounce, bounce, bounce~"