Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

What on earth had happened to this child to make him so strong and yet fragile?

He finally realized that he couldn't protect Ingrid with his strength, but there were things he could do.

For example, correct her weird thinking.

For example, give her a real childhood.

But first he had to get Ingrid to accept him.

"Can it be done?"

Farodius frowned.

No.

Even if you can't do it, you have to try your best.

As Ingrid walked through the crowd, his sight seemed to travel through time and see a queen who surpassed the Sun King.

If one day he could really help Ingrid become the queen, that would be the greatest reward for Atlas' kindness, right?

While Farodius was thinking about how to talk to Black Ingrid, Nursery Rhyme had already appeared in his room.

Even he could see the inner turmoil in Black Ingrid, so how could Tong Yao, who is God, not see it?

In fact, Tong Yao sees it more clearly.

She saw not only Black Ingrid's anger and hatred, but also her inner anxiety and loneliness.

Although Black Ingrid claims that she can live well alone, she actually longs to be accepted by others.

Otherwise, why would she act so angry?

Her extreme hatred for Aurora was also because she was abandoned by Aurora when she needed her the most.

Her anger, her hatred, her foul language, are, in the final analysis, just her protective color.

After all, she is still a child.

After all, not long ago she was still craving for Aurora's hug.

If Tong Yao hadn't been worried that she would be knocked down as soon as she showed up, and then be pestered to do the things that people do when giving birth, she would have come forward to comfort Ingrid long ago.

It is true that Ingrid is Aurora’s “daughter”;

Tong Yao felt that she needed to do something.

She watched as Ingrid rushed out of Farodius's house and returned to her usual place.

She watched Ingrid fall into a light sleep leaning against the broken wooden beam due to exhaustion.

Until Ingrid fell asleep, she came to Ingrid's side, waved her right hand, and Ingrid curled up in her arms.

This shortened period lasted for two hours.

"No~"

Ingrid slowly opened her sleepy eyes.

Somehow, she felt particularly soft and comfortable underneath her.

When she finally came to her senses, she suddenly found a familiar face in her field of vision.

Create, create, create children... No, create the Creator!

Ingrid found that she was holding the right hand of the Prime Creator tightly!

93 Taste of God in a Dream

TranslateTranslate What is a fucking surprise!

For Black Ingrid, the surprise was that after being besieged by a group of annoying people, she was in an extremely bad mood and was about to cheer herself up by sleeping, but when she opened her eyes in a daze, she suddenly found herself sitting on the lap of the Prime Creator, with her hands tightly holding the Prime Creator's hands.

"hiss--"

Black Ingrid gasped.

It is the hand of the Creator, fragrant, soft, and smooth...

But how could it be possible to wake up and find yourself sitting on the lap of your Creator?

Really.

Black Ingrid felt that she must be too excited. In fact, she should still be in a dream. What you think about during the day you dream about at night. It is quite reasonable to see the original creator in the dream.

Get some more sleep.

Thinking of this, Black Ingrid leaned into Tong Yao's arms, and after finding a very comfortable position, she closed her eyes with a look of joy on her face.

"Dream?"

Tong Yao was stunned for a moment.

Did Ingrid think it was a dream?

She suddenly realized that this way she wouldn't have to worry about Ingrid going crazy when she left.

After all, Ingrid had experienced the trauma of being abandoned by Aurora. Her sudden departure last time did not cause Ingrid secondary harm, but there was no guarantee that it would not happen this time.

What if Ingrid ended up hating her too? She would have to create a new account to contact Ingrid, which would be too troublesome.

That's pretty good now.

Ingrid regarded her meeting as a dream, so no matter when she left, there was no need to worry about any harm to Ingrid.

And this will also have the effect of comforting Ingrid.

[It was like a dream, I was still very moved when I woke up. 】

Although this is not as effective as direct contact in "reality", it is much better than no contact.

Tong Yao still has high expectations for Ingrid.

The witch camp is now in chaos. The addition of Ingrid, who is hostile to all witches including herself, can effectively limit the further division of the witch camp. It can also make the witches feel more crisis-stricken and spend more energy on studying how to make themselves stronger, instead of thinking about going crazy or generating electricity to the original creator all day long.

Of course, it would be best if Ingrid could bring more surprises.

"Let me give you a hand."

Tong Yao used his magical power to give Ingrid a hint, making her more and more convinced that everything she had experienced was a dream.

Very good, the next step is to wake Ingrid up and take her out for a walk.

Tong Yao didn't intend to give Ingrid any inspirational words.

Chicken soup for the soul usually doesn't have any long-term effect, but it's different when it comes out of her mouth. It becomes an oracle.

What would a devout believer do after hearing God's oracle?

You must treat this oracle as your life creed. From now on, no matter what you do, you must first consider whether your actions are in line with the oracle.

This is not what Tong Yao wants to see.

Compared to "dull machines" that only act according to orders, intelligent life that grows according to its own will is more to her liking.

Wisdom means having more possibilities, wisdom means being able to create more miracles.

The gods lit that fire, and many years later, intelligent life could even witness the burning of the sun up close under the light of the fire!

Wake up.

Tong Yao raised her hand, ready to wake Ingrid.

But before her hand fell, Ingrid opened her eyes on her own.

I go!

Black Ingrid's eyes were full of regret and self-blame.

Whether it was touch, smell, hearing or vision, the dream she experienced was no different from reality.

If she didn't "clearly" know that this was a dream, she would definitely think it was reality.

Other people wanted to have a dream like this but failed, but she didn't take it seriously at first. She was so stupid, really.

Black Ingrid rubbed her cheeks vigorously as a punishment for her own stupidity.

"Why are you sleeping? It's so hard to have a dream like this, so of course I have to make good use of this opportunity!"

such as……

Black Ingrid raised her head and stared at the "vivid" Prime Creator.

Normally in reality, no matter how much she prayed, she could not see the Prime Creator, let alone have a child with the Prime Creator.

Now in this real dream, she has to learn from the Prime Creator how to have children.

Well, just think of it as a rehearsal for having a child with the Prime Creator in reality. If you don’t accumulate experience in advance, how can you give birth to the Prime Creator’s child quickly and well when the time comes?

As expected of her, she is so smart.

"Give birth to children, give birth to children, hehe, I want to give birth to ten for the Prime Creator! ?(?﹃??)"

A flush of excitement appeared on Black Ingrid's face.

Before, she was curled up in Tong Yao's arms, but now she was kneeling on Tong Yao's thighs, trying to climb onto her.

"?"

Snapped!

Tong Yao directly pushed Hei Ingrid's hand back.

Birth, birth, birth. You don’t even know how to give birth to a baby, but you’re shouting that you want to have ten. It seems like you are really fierce.

The moment her hand was pushed back, Black Ingrid was stunned.

No, isn't this her dream?

Being rejected by the original creator in reality would be fine, but being rejected in a dream as well, then wasn’t her dream in vain?

Black Ingrid immediately started to make a loud noise: "No, this is my dream, I said I want to have a baby and I have to have a baby!"

She shouted as she continued to climb onto Tong Yao.

But the result was the same as before, she was pushed back again.

Damn it, there must be something wrong. That’s right, her heart is not sincere enough!

As long as she kept her mind occupied with having a child with Prime Creator, this dream should turn out the way she wanted.

Give birth, give birth, give birth. Not only does she have to give birth, but the original Creator also takes the initiative to find her to give birth!

Black Ingrid held her strength and began to use her power, but after she had held it for five minutes, she found that the Prime Creator, whose legs she had pinned down with her buttocks, still did not move, but just looked at her with extremely calm eyes.

Wow!

Black Ingrid's defense was broken directly.

How could this make sense? This was clearly her dream, so why could she be bullied in her own dream?

She burst into tears right in front of Tong Yao.

If she cried so miserably, it was impossible for the original creator in the dream to remain indifferent, right?

Black Ingrid never expected that the "nursery rhyme in the dream" could see through her thoughts at a glance.

Tong Yao shook her head secretly.

Children are really hard to deal with.

"If you have nothing to do, come with me for a walk."

As soon as the thought came to his mind, the next second, Tong Yao brought Hei Ingrid to an endless prairie.

"!"

Black Ingrid was startled and almost fell off Tong Yao's body. She hurriedly grabbed Tong Yao's hand to steady herself.

"here it is……"

She followed the direction of Tong Yao's gaze and saw a group of tents built with wood and animal skins not far away. Inside and outside the tents, a group of people wearing rough animal skin clothes were carefully preparing a wild beast that had just been captured.

"The grassland in the north of the continent is a place completely different from Atlas City. Here, when you look up, all you can see are the blue sky and the holy snow-capped mountains." said the nursery rhyme.

Sky and snow-capped mountains.