Terra's Magnetic Field

The children around me asked with concern, but I didn’t see any sincerity in their eyes. They were just being polite, and some of them were also afraid that if something really happened to me, they would be held accountable by their elders.

My sister was passing by the back garden where we were having a party. When she saw me crying among the children, she paused for a moment, her mouth cracked open but then retracted. Her eyes changed from astonishment to disgust and then to indifference. She moved her lips for a long time before she uttered the following words:

"waste……"

Then she left, and I could only see her a few times a month. From then on, I felt that she was becoming more and more like my mother, especially the ruthless part, with her mouth that could hurt people without mercy, and her equally cold eyes and merciless sword.

When my sister was ten years old, she could use a training stick to split a man-high rock, but I would be out of breath after running 500 meters continuously.

There was no other evidence of our blood relationship except appearance and my mother's testimony. It seemed that when I was born, I had taken away all the flaws in her, and she had taken away all the good parts of me.

There has never been fairness in the world. It is just that people are born unfair, but people who suffer from injustice demand fairness, which ultimately makes it unfair to everyone.

If you can't resist, then just obey. Like me, I learned to obey my mother since I was young. I don't say things that she doesn't like to hear and I don't do things that she doesn't like me to do. As long as it's like this, it's fine.

"If you don't resist, you won't die. Why don't you understand?"

I would think so whenever I saw the rebellious peasants being escorted to beheading in the vegetable market. My mother would occasionally take me to visit and explain the execution process to me like she was explaining a food show. She would explain the process of skinning a person in the same tone as peeling potatoes. It was extremely curious.

My mother's temper became more and more violent in her later years, although her appearance was not much different from when she was young. This was mainly due to her racial characteristics. Our group has a particularly long adolescence and ages rapidly in their eighties or nineties, which causes a huge psychological gap.

By the time I was 20, my mother was already over 80 years old. Aging had inevitably come upon her and was multiplied. While my mother was aging rapidly, my sister was getting older and older.

The stronger.

The mother began to fear aging and death. She began to understand that even the strong could not defeat time because it was the "Way of Heaven", and she planned to go against Heaven...

That’s all for today.

Volume 27: Chapter Chapter Monkey Catching the Moon

There have always been rumors that the imperial kitchen is haunted, as dishes are often missing and the snacks prepared by the chefs are often short in weight. The walnut cakes that should be served in a plate according to the rules always end up with six when delivered to the table. This kind of thing has long been commonplace.

My mother, who was always fussy about details, showed no concern about this matter. Whenever the cook who was found to have shortchanged the dim sum knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, she would turn her head and wave her hands and say, "Forget it, let them do what they want..." Her tone was full of helplessness, as if she had known why this happened. What were the "they" in my mother's mouth? This puzzled me as a young child.

"Perhaps it was the vengeful spirit of the evil god who once ravaged this land that was causing trouble, and the emperor reached some kind of agreement with them," such statements were heard frequently, and the gossipy palace maids in the palace liked to discuss such matters whenever they had free time.

They also like to speculate on the true identity of my father. Some say that my mother conceived him through inspiration, so my father must be God. But others say that my mother just found a man who looked good to vent her lust when she was fighting in the south and the north.

In Terra, where strength determines status, women are generally stronger than men, so men have no dominance in sex. Every year, there are incidents of female hooligans violating decent women and men, and the military also mostly consists of women.

The above are what adults say, but in the eyes of children who are full of childishness, it is another matter. I once mentioned this to the children of ministers, and they made up all kinds of ridiculous stories to please me.

One of them is the "Giant Rat Man", which refers to a rat in the imperial kitchen who has cultivated into a spirit. He also has four giant turtles as apprentices. They usually live in the sewers of the imperial city and have contact with my mother, helping to deal with confidential affairs of the imperial city.

At that time, I didn't know that there really was a race of "giant rat people" in reality, also known as "Zarak". In the imperial city and even outside the city walls, people living there were all nobles with "tails and horns", the real Great Yan Banner, and lowly people like Zarak would naturally not appear in my field of vision.

There are many things I only understood after I grew up, such as "poverty", "disease", "natural disasters"... I used to think that everyone in the world lived a life like mine.

When I was ten years old, in order to exercise my courage, I decided to spend the night in the empty imperial kitchen. I sneaked into the imperial kitchen after the night curfew and hid in a cabinet. The chef in the imperial kitchen would prepare the more complicated raw materials a day in advance, and usually would not turn off the lights until midnight, just to satisfy my mother's picky taste.

There was no light in the cabinet. Even if you slightly opened a crack, you could only see a little bit of the scene in the dim moonlight. The imperial kitchen was inexplicably gloomy at night. The walls were hung with the remains of beasts and half-cut heads. Some bodies had half of the flesh cut off, revealing the other half of the internal organs and bones.

There was silence for about half an incense stick of time. Nothing happened. There were no translucent ghosts or evil spirits or the like. There was only deathly silence and darkness.

I began to think about going home, but I felt it was not right to give up so easily. I wanted to leave but didn’t want to come out of the closet, for fear that I would encounter some “dirty things” when I came out.

"Xixi! They've all left!" A frivolous female voice came from above, "Sister will go downstairs to prepare some delicious food for you~"

Xixi? Whose name is that? Whose voice is that? I've never heard it in the imperial city. If they were thieves, they would have no way of escaping the guards' inspections. And where do they usually live? If the snacks were stolen by them, they should have lived in the palace for quite some time, maybe even before my sister and I were born...

Could it really be the evil spirit of the evil god causing trouble? My hair stood on end. I felt so helpless in the closet...

"Don't call me that, it's disgusting..." Another female voice came from the roof, speaking quickly and sounding sharp and harsh.

There were at least two people on the other side! One person went downstairs and the other one stayed upstairs to support him.

I saw a red flame swaying in the dim air. Is that the soul?

"Hmm~" the woman hummed softly, and then there was the sound of chewing food, "very crispy~ not sweet or greasy, just right~ very comfortable~ Nasty Wanbao! She eats good food every day, but she doesn't even give her good sisters a little..." She also had some complaints, "You live in a big mansion, and we are sitting on the beam in this damn place..."

Wanbao? Who is that? Mother? Speaking of which, my mother has always been very averse to people mentioning her real name. Even I only know her titles like "Zulong" and "Emperor" and only call her "Mother".

Anyway, the name "Wanbao" is outrageous and sounds stupid.

The woman mentioned "good sisters" again. As far as I know, my mother doesn't have any sisters. She told me that she is an only child. Does sister mean that they are very close? With my mother's personality, she probably can't make many friends. Although it hurts to say it from my mouth, it is true.

I was trembling slightly in the closet, holding a source stone oil lamp in my arms. There was an ignition device next to the lamp that could light up the whole room instantly. If I just hid in the closet and waited for them to leave, then I would have done nothing tonight. Wasn't the purpose of my trip to exercise my courage?

"If anything happens, just scream. The nearby guards will be here soon." I made up my mind and suddenly opened the cabinet door, lit the Originium fuel lamp and held it high. In an instant, the whole room was bright.

I also found out the truth about the will-o'-the-wisp ghost. It was the flame at the end of the woman's tail that swung unconsciously when she moved.

The stunned woman in front of him hooked her nearly two-meter-long tail on the beam on the ceiling of the imperial kitchen like the monkey in the picture album, and hung herself on it to take snacks from the table in the imperial kitchen, just like "a monkey trying to catch the moon".

Her cheeks were stuffed and her mouth was covered with grease, which made the scene very funny.

The woman had white hair, red horns, red arms, and a bright red flame at the tip of her tail, which was similar to the faint blue flame on my mother's tail. They also looked somewhat similar... This made me have some bad guesses... Could it be that...

There was a dragon woman with long black hair and green flowered arms squatting on the beam. She was staring at me with astonishment. That should be "Xixi".

"Ah!" The red-horned woman with her mouth full of snacks screamed in fear, and then choked on the snack crumbs in her mouth. Her flexible tail pulled her body like a spring, and she jumped up and down like bungee jumping on the edge of a cliff. Her head moved up and down, knocking over a pile of debris, and the "crackling" sound of bowls and dishes falling to the ground could be heard everywhere.

Her expression was distorted, and her face, which looked very similar to her mother's, made these weird expressions, which were very funny. I probably understood why my mother liked to keep a straight face. In order to maintain her external image, once her facial muscles were too strong, she would become like the woman in front of me, like a clown.

I have never seen such an interesting thing since I was a child! I couldn't help laughing out loud.

"There's light and voices over there!" A patrolling guard shouted from outside, "Go over there quickly!"

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Of course, I was fine. Even if my mother knew that I sneaked out to play in the middle of the night, she would only give me a symbolic lecture and put me in solitary confinement for a few days, because she knew that I could not withstand even a serious punch from her.

What should these two idiots do? Breaking into the palace is a serious crime, and the person will be beheaded immediately. The mother will not allow them to offend to such an extent.

“Groove!” The black-haired dragon girl “Xixi” on the beam screamed in surprise, and reflexively took out a scroll of canvas from her sleeve and tore it open. The moment the scroll was opened, a huge suction force sucked me and the red horn hanging on the beam away…

Is this some kind of magic?

What will happen to me?

That’s all for today.

Mini-theater: [Mother is Father]

Nian: Actually, our clan reproduces asexually, your mother is your father! And you will suddenly get pregnant and spit out a baby from your mouth in the future...

Prince: Huh?! (Shocked)

Year: Just kidding ()

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Yan Guo historian commented on Wanbao:

"Zulong's death at the age of forty does not affect our evaluation of her, because all the valuable things in her life happened before the age of forty. After the age of forty, she made no contribution to this land! She ate, drank, whored and gambled every day, wasted people's money, engaged in extravagant style, and encouraged licentiousness!"

Volume 28: Chapter Chapter Weak Water

As a young child, I struggled to twist my body to break free from the arms of the woman in red horns. Her bosom was so soft and warm, completely different from my mother’s coldness. Maybe I actually enjoyed the feeling of being held by her.

After she let go of my hand, I saw the scene in front of me. It was completely different from before. We were standing on the edge of a cliff. In the distance was the sea and the sunset. It was breathtakingly beautiful, especially for me who had never left the palace.

Hallucination? It was clearly late at night just now...

But the warmth from the sunset, the unique salty smell of the seaside, and the sound of waves hitting the rocks are all so real that there is not a single flaw to be found.

So what if it's an illusion? I'd rather stay immersed in it forever.

I was tired of the palace and the people and things in it that lacked humanity and warmth. The moment I saw this scene, my world became colorful.

So I stopped struggling and relaxed my body, and the woman in the red horn put me down.

"Is everything in front of me fake? Or is the place where I live fake?" I asked this question as soon as I opened my mouth. The woman behind me was silent, and then she answered:

"What do you want me to answer?" She was still eating the snacks she had stolen earlier. "Do you want me to answer that everything is true, so you don't have to go back?" Her tone was a little low, perhaps she noticed my despair about reality.

"We've gotten rid of them. No one is chasing us..." She heard the sound of the scroll being unrolled and the sharp voice of the black-haired dragon girl. She paused and said, "We have to return this little guy as soon as possible. The sooner the better... If Wan knew, she would definitely not let us go. The child is her Achilles' heel."

“She can

How am I?" The red-horned woman said lazily. She squatted down with interest, hugged me again from behind, pointed at the sunset and said, "Isn't it beautiful? When I passed by there for the first time, I asked Xi to record it."

"If there is a device that can perfectly record continuous scenery, I would like to spend the rest of my life using that device to record everything in the world." She sighed, "Don't you think this is romantic?"

I nodded in agreement with her point of view.

"What do you want to do?" The black-haired dragon girl was alert, "You are not going to..."

"So what? Would I harm my own nephew?" The woman in red horns was impatient. She changed to a deeper tone, "You don't know Wan well enough. She is not as cruel as you think. Can't I return the child tomorrow morning?"

"Nephew?" I wondered. "Who are you?"

"My name is Nian. According to seniority, I am your elder aunt. The gloomy aunt behind is called Xi. She is your younger aunt..."

"Hey!" Xi was very dissatisfied with this introduction.

"What?"

I got to know them through this inexplicable self-introduction and started a wonderful journey. It was the happiest time of my life………………

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Walking barefoot on the beach at night is not too cold, but rather a bit warm, because the sand under your feet has absorbed enough heat during the day. The waves on the side hit the beach, the cool sea water covers our ankles, and the sea breeze blows across the side of our cheeks, lifting the corners of our clothes and hair.

A few seagulls flew over our heads, chirping.

We have been living by this beach for nearly three months. The speed of time here seems to be different from that outside. In terms of years, only three hours have passed outside, but I can still stay for about another month. She will send me back before dawn outside, and no one will notice.

"You really lied to me, didn't you? You said you were mother's sister or something... Why did mother never mention you to me? And weren't you differentiated from year's body? Mother said that she broke year into pieces, the time doesn't make sense..." I asked Nian beside me, who was pacing on the beach like a duck with her hands stretched out.

"Why can't it be your mother who is talking nonsense? I have my own story and she has hers. It depends on who you believe~" Nian disagreed.

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"This involves a lot of adult matters and content that is not suitable for children. I will tell you when you grow up," she used this vague statement to fool people again, and then she stumbled and fell on the beach, her body soaked by the waves.

The young woman's silver-white hair and off-white cardigan coat clung to her body. The wet parts of the thin clothing became translucent, revealing the rosy skin underneath.

I swallowed, that was the first time I saw the skin on a woman's chest. All the women in the palace were wrapped neatly, even my mother. Her dragon robe made it impossible to see her body curves.

She looked at me, she hesitated at first, then with a sly smile on her face, she lowered her voice and teased, "Naughty boy~", maybe because she was just wet by the waves, her face was slightly red, which was more obvious and more charming under the pale moonlight.

"No...I..." I wanted to argue that this kind of thing really damaged my image.

"No need to apologize," Nian climbed up from the beach, patted his sandy knees, bent down and looked up to ask, "Why do you always like to suppress yourself? Is it Wan who made you like this?"

She began to pity me again, as if she felt that I was born miserable.

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"You remind me of Wan when she was little. She was a pathetic, hateful kid, but also a little cute," she said. I had never seen her so serious.

"Mother? She must have been very powerful when she was little?"

“No…” Nian hesitated, “No one is born invincible, not even your invincible mother. She was very weak when she was young. We are twins, twin dragons…”

I seemed to understand why my mother hugged me and cried bitterly at that time. I reminded her of her past self. She was not crying for me, but for herself... My heart grew cold again.

"When she was born, she was so thin that her bones were just skin and bones. It was as if I had taken away all her nutrition. Everyone thought she would die soon, but she still survived tenaciously and became stronger little by little, becoming stronger than I am now..."

But the mother's arms do not have the same patterns as Nian and Xi's arms. There are still some fundamental differences between them, and the feelings they give people are also different.

"You finally admit that I'm better than you?" The mother's voice came from somewhere, and one could hear obvious pride in it.

A crack appeared on the shore near the mountain, and a white woman's hand stretched out from it. The mother tore the space in the painting like paper and walked out of the dark crack. The black dragon robe on her body was embellished with patterns sewn with gold thread, which was so out of place with this beach.

Had she been hiding somewhere and watching all this time? Just to hear Nian say this? I began to imagine my stern mother doing something so absurd.

She looked towards me, put her hands behind her back, and said casually, "I'm going back."

"There's a flaw!" Nian suddenly pointed his tail towards the mother

She swung it in the direction of my kiss with such force that it created a gust of ocean current. I was shocked by her action. She was so daring!

Before my mother could react, she was swallowed up by the turbulent current. Then I saw a scene that I had never imagined before - my mother's out-of-control appearance.

"I'm drowning! I'm drowning!" The once arrogant mother now collapsed on the beach like a stranded salted fish. She straightened her body like a carp and swung her waist and tail, jumping repeatedly on the beach.

“…It was the water at that time…Sister…save me…”

Is she so afraid of water? She is made of paper...

The image of my mother who used to be intimidating without getting angry was shattered in my eyes, and I began to doubt whether the mythological stories she told me were just self-boasting.

Nian put his hand on my head and stroked my horns, "Now you believe that I am her sister, right?"

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