Chapter 111: final (2)
"What do you want to know first?" The mother asked calmly, as if she was talking about what to eat for breakfast today.
Yan Zhengyan tugged at the ends of his split ends, and his mind was a mess: I wanted to ask too many questions, which blocked my thinking for a while.
"You have been here all these years, no, how have you been all these years? My... um, father, are you with you?" The mother in front of him couldn't help but ask about his father's whereabouts.
Feeling of caring and caring at all times.
"General. But you don't have a father. You are my child. Of course, if you really want one, I can be your father."
"Clam?!" Could it be that your old man was self-inflicted? Yan Zhengyan wanted to complain, but she found that her mother's expression was calm and serious, not like she was lying.
If it's true, Mom, it's really weird!
At this time, a small transparent glass was pushed in front of Yan Zhengyan, and inside was half a glass of warm pure milk. "Drink some milk, you haven't had breakfast either."
Just now, she saw her mother grabbing a ball of air directly. After the warm fingers were turned, a glass of milk appeared out of thin air in the palm of her hand. Even if it was abnormal air that had just been blown in by the breeze and sparkled in the sun, it was still air. !
Am I wrong? Is it magic?
Although there are ghosts and monsters in this world, they have been explained by some seniors with science, and this kind of creation from nothing is absolutely unscientific.
Yan Zhengyan was suddenly possessed by the God of Tucao, and there was a long list of words in his mind.
"Tsk, did you really stay home for a long time? I'm not good at communicating now." The mother frowned slightly, looking a little unhappy.
"Forget it, I'll tell you all directly, Yanyan has a good sleep"
It was unexpectedly playful but my daughter couldn't feel it.
A finger was irresistibly placed on Yan Zhengyan's forehead, so her mind, which had been empty because of the moving out of her friends, was instantly filled with all kinds of information, poor brain barrier Overwhelmed and yet favored by an unknown force, he froze there unbroken.
Yan Zhengyan, who fell into a deep sleep, lay flat in the air, and was pulled into the bedroom by his mother like a kite, placed on the bed, and covered with a thin quilt.
The mother, who had been stealing half a day, was sitting by the bed all the time, teasing a bunch of cute things on the bedside table.
Yan Zhengyan, who was forced to fall into a dreamland to digest memories full of memories, was a little helpless: How lazy is my mother? ! Just pack her own memory to me, and I can finish it in a while. I now know where my salty fish character comes from.
Speaking of a long, long time ago... (omitting countless memories)...
In short, Yan Zhengyan knew that her mother is the incarnation of the world consciousness of this world, and has been diligently (?) protecting and guiding the development of the world.
However, more than ten years ago, my mother discovered that outsiders were trying to pierce her own world! This is definitely bad intentions.
But only a thousand days can be a thief, and no thousand days can prevent a thief, so my mother decided to find out the opponent's cards and then liquidate it in one fell swoop.
She visited several neighboring worlds of good-neighborliness and friendship, and did not hear about the thief.
Later, after encountering several small worlds that were not very well developed, she discovered a lot of intelligent creatures with the breath and marks of thieves, most of which were humans.
This gave her a good(?) idea.