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The commotion in the living room quickly startled everyone in the house, and soon, a large group of people erged from various corners of the big house—I was actually quite curious why it was from various corners, but let’s skip over that topic. Among the five mbers of the Divine Clan Tiaozi, except for Bingdisi, the other four looked pretty good, and judging by Yelsen’s mournful expression, I inferred that the four of them must have been playing mahjong just now. Anwina floated out shakily from the big clock in the side, giving a flawless noble salute to the host, while Little Baobao and other naughty kids rolled and tumbled down from the second floor, clinging onto in an instant. The little doll, Little Light, held my head while trying to push Little Baobao off, "You form the arms, and I’ll form the head, off you go..."
The atmosphere that ca back from the battlefield was instantly dissipated by this group of incredibly strong playful spirits: having such a bunch of happy fruits is indeed the biggest blessing of my life.
I spent a bit of effort taking Bubbles and Little Baobao, as well as Lili Na who joined in for fun, down from my body and lined them up on the sofa. As for the one forming the head, the difficulty of taking her down was too high, so I’ll just carry her for now. Speaking of Bubbles... you pride yourself on being the mother of children, a mature professional woman, can’t you do sothing a child’s mom should do at this mont?
Finally, at long last, Big Sister also ca down from the second floor, wearing a set of ho clothes, with a little white shoulder cape over her upper body, her long hair flowing, her steps light, and looking in good shape—completely no signs of any issues—of course, considering Big Sister’s abilities, after a godly power rampage she’s definitely fine herself; it’s the one currently lying on the sofa pretending to be dead that’s the problem.
As soon as Big Sister appeared, the people around instinctively scattered, even those fearless little girls quickly moved to the rug in the distance. Xiao Xue, who had been snuggling with her mom and inquiring about the battle outside in a chatter, suddenly slid behind the sofa. anwhile, the Demon Fox Girl, who had completely fallen into an eat-sleep cycle, was lying dozing in the shadow of the staircase corner when her ears suddenly perked up. As Big Sister passed above her, the fur on the fox sister’s tail stood on end, and she suddenly sprung towards like a bursting windmill, the mont I realized it, this fox was already hanging behind the sofa back, peeking out, her ears twitching erratically: is this canine vigilance?
The only one not dodging and pretending to be dead was Bingdisi, who feebly waved at Big Sister, looking as weak as possible, "Co over here, I’m a dead pig unafraid of boiling water now..."
Judging by the family’s reaction, I can tell that Big Sister’s situation is quite serious...
A short while later, the living room settled down with two people sitting opposite : one was Big Sister, with a gentle and warm smile yet with a tinge of trouble on her face, and the other was the still pretending dead Bingdisi. Behind , the whole family ford a cone-shaped array with as the apex, with the four remaining Divine Clan Tiaozi mbers farthest away, and the silly fox, although often ssed with, still sticking closest: she’s hanging behind , her tail wagging and her face full of insatiable curiosity.
She probably thinks placing a solid at shield upfront ans she can be carefree: this counts as completely fostering a Husky.
"First, talk about the situation, let’s talk about the situation first—" I said with a dry laugh, glancing at Bingdisi, "You’d better explain what’s going on with you, your condition... is quite shocking."
It’s really shocking. In my impression, Bingdisi has always been a furious berserker full of rage. She’s either causing trouble or preparing to cause trouble every day, never like this quiet. Now Bingdisi’s look, her temperant, her charm—if thrown into a Korean drama, she’d definitely die of cancer after forty episodes. Of course, the most shocking thing is her claiming she’s been having a month-long period...
"Your sister’s divine power really went out of control," Bingdisi flipped over, lazily leaning on the sofa while casually hugging a hot water bottle: although I didn’t think this thing served any purpose for her, "She’s in full-on walk-away mode, and everyone affected by her is in a ’word follows the law’ state. Last ti, during our call, I ntioned this..."
"’Fortunately, the Goddess doesn’t have periods,’ Sandora teased from the second row behind , looking at the disgruntled thug with amusent, "I rember that clearly, really amazed how you said that without hesitation."
"Damn it, now my guts are green with regret," Bingdisi lanted, "Curse power out of control, every action aims for the worst outco, and any subjective statent accelerates the process trendously—on that day itself, I started my period, twice this month, each lasting half a month... Damn it, the Goddess doesn’t even have this feature! Although our physical structure looks..."
"Ahem!!" I quickly interrupted with a cough; if the conversation continued like this, Bingdisi might shalessly discuss more of it than I’m comfortable hearing. "Let’s not discuss this topic, let’s talk about Big Sister’s situation now. What manifestations occur after her divine transformation? Plus, how can I help... um, help her gain so control? Bingdisi, didn’t you say I could stabilize her once I returned?"
Bingdisi looked at with a grievance, her gaze gave goosebumps: honestly, this thug, although pretty faced, truly suits the image of charging with a brick upfront. Now, having been tornted by Big Sister for a month, she looks like a resentful woman, and my world view has crumbled completely.
"You heartless, ungrateful guy... I have such a big issue but it’s brushed off in one sentence..." Sister Bing mumbled, but finally, she didn’t forget the main business, "Getting your sister stabilized is quite easy, just stay by her side. I researched, it was mainly during the crucial mont of divine transformation when she suddenly separated from the catalyst—you, in this case—resulting in the process pausing. But during the pause, the process was already more than halfway done, so, your sister already has godly traits but hasn’t had ti to stabilize these special abilities yet. Now that you’re with her, everything can smoothly continue; a month’s interruption doesn’t affect the product quality. And... I have to suffer for at least another half month?!"
Bingdisi explains it quite straightforwardly, and I quickly figured out what was going on: Simply put, Big Sister’s divine transformation process had actually started during our expedition to lowa World, and her powers were growing at that ti, and thanks to the stable source of disturbance—i.e., always being by her side—her powers steadily grew while the stability increased as well. During my departure, this project temporarily beca an unfinished work—but luckily, the divine transformation process supports resumable transmission, otherwise, this rare chance would have been wasted.
Knowing that as long as I stay by Big Sister’s side, everything will proceed smoothly, I imdiately breathed a sigh of relief: others around also followed suit, seemingly seeing the light of liberation appear before them. anwhile, Qianqian rolled her eyes in thought for a while and suddenly curiously pointed at Little Crow: "Hold on, wasn’t Little Bird constantly by Ah Jun’s side during her divine transformation? Why did she still lose control once?"
Bingdisi silently looked at the silly bird squatting not far away, seriously counting several dozen Little Crows on the ground, then shook her head and sighed: "First, she randomly ate things, leading to precocious developnt, and second... intelligence issues."
Then everyone collectively went "oh" together.
"By the way, you haven’t told yet, what were Big Sister’s signs after divine transformation? How did you first discover this?" I looked curiously at Bingdisi. Although a rough clue can be seen from this thug’s experience, but what exactly has Big Sister’s powers mutated into, I’m a bit confused.
"What you see now is the main aspect," Bingdisi pointed to herself, "Her power fell onto , so I have to be extra cautious in what I say; careless remarks about unfortunate things can trigger a response if your sister’s power is active during a specific cycle—no matter if she releases the power or not, I will be affected by the information disturbance, even if it defies the law, it will co true." Like having a monthly period, right?
"It feels like a chaotic version of symbolic effect," Missy nodded solemnly, still tirelessly brushing Xiao Xue off herself: that girl, who stood nearly as tall as her mom, had entered a neurotic state, convinced now that she might just turn six and a half, "The symbolic effect which should have provided various positive outcos ended up descending upon you in the form of a curse."
Sister Bing snapped her fingers, "Exactly. Now, let’s discuss how we initially discovered this situation..."
Everyone imdiately perked up their ears, afraid of missing a single word.
"One day, your sister went online and posted sothing. Oh, right, it was on Earth’s Internet, not the Empire’s communication network."
"Oh—" Everyone elongated their voices in unison. Actually, our family’s daily life is quite normal. Qianqian enjoys wandering around, Miss likes buying all sorts of odd and rare things to pile up at my place, the little ones love going to various amusent parks and parks, while Big Sister doesn’t like moving around much, usually helping Anwina with so housework or occasionally going online. You see, despite our family’s dramatic vocations, it hasn’t stopped us from having ordinary hearts. Big Sister even posts pictures of her cooking on Weibo, and even that little doll has a Taobao account because she wants to find pretty clothes in the SD doll section.
"What was in the post? My sister doesn’t usually argue with people, does she?"
"The content wasn’t much," Big Sister said on her own, "I just posted a few photos of Little Baobao and added so amusing anecdotes about her. You know, that little girl is always a bit muddle-headed and often causes so funny incidents. Posting our child’s antics is also a way of bragging, right?"
I shivered, reminded of past embarrassing incidents from years ago when Big Sister would show off my good test scores. It’s been more than a decade, and not only has this habit not changed, but it seems to have transferred directly to Little Baobao?
Bingdisi sighed, "There’s nothing wrong with the post your sister made, but the problem is... soone replied under the post: ’Hahaha, laughed ’till I wet myself...’
Everyone: "..."
: "...Ding Dong, wouldn’t that be..."
The little doll next to pulled out a newspaper from the sofa crevice, reading aloud the headline from a month ago: "A thirty-year-old man suffers from a strange illness, visiting twelve hospitals and failing to find the root cause—laughing, causing him distress. Below is a subheading: ’Why did the humorous neighbor uncle beco paralyzed....paralyzed....paralyzed...’
I ruffled the little doll’s hair, "That word is pronounced ’tan’ (paralyzed)."
The little doll loudly continued, "Beca paralyzed! You idiot, I don’t need your reminder; I can read this word!"
"This is a sad story," Lilina said with a sigh, but her expression was particularly bright, "How did you connect these two incidents? Is Boundless Love active again?"
Xiao Xue let out two dry laughs, "Mainly because it escalated later on. Joining the chorus of many ’ too’s, more than a hundred users followed suit under that unlucky man’s reply—and they all ended up being paralyzed from laughter."
: "...This is practically a mortal tragedy."
"That’s nothing," Xiao Xue said with a giggle, "There’s even one who laughed to death..."
Everyone felt a chill running down their spines, and Miss gave her daughter a smack, knocking her onto the sofa, "Don’t say such disgusting things!"
Xiao Xue, covering her head, lay on the sofa, muttering gloomily, "The words aren’t disgusting, the situation is..."
I covered my forehead, listening to Xiao Xue, Bingdisi, and Big Sister recounting various speechless events over the past month. I felt chaos abound: Big Sister’s divine power outburst unexpectedly spread through such a bizarre channel and even extended outward. Thankfully, it spread through the Internet, limiting the strength of the information disturbance power. If it had been direct contact...that female hooligan now humming and whining on the sofa would be a tragic example. Even as a High Order God, she couldn’t resist Big Sister’s brutal misfortune power. Imagine how many tis an ordinary person would have been knocked down?
"So we put in a lot of effort to fix things outside," Xiao Xue finally stopped pestering her mom and started crawling over to trouble her dad. This big naughty kid hung around my neck, laughing heartlessly, "Luckily, Qianqian’s mom established that Boundless Love organization, which usually runs by itself. We took advantage of its various identities in human society to find everyone who had responded to that post at the ti and, catching them off guard, dispelled the curse. Afterward, we had to deal with all sorts of hush-hush compensations, eliminate the impact, and control public opinion. Dispelling the curse was really super troubleso! Ordinary bodies are so weak!"
I ruffled this girl’s hair, Xiao Xue ntioned Boundless Love, and this ti she also borrowed the power of Boundless Love—I can only say that this naughty kid finally did sothing right.
Of course, I also maliciously guessed that this naughty kid had finally found a new toy...
Boundless Love, eagerly established by Qianqian and unusually enduring till now, essentially functions as a long-term operational formal departnt. Though not belonging to any imperial bodies, it now has a mature chanism and full personnel structure. During assignnts, Boundless Love assists the Superpower Team in handling so tricky supernatural events on Earth. In so special events—such as Big Sister’s divine power rampage or the sudden impact of Empire’s old artifact unburnable garbage on ordinary people—it takes on the responsibility of eliminating the effects secretly, acting as an unofficial affiliated unit of the Empire. On the organizational chart, another na for Boundless Love is the Outer World Abnormal Affairs Handling Center.
While Qianqian is the founder of Boundless Love, everyone knows that this girl can’t maintain a long-term interest in one thing, so most tis, Boundless Love operates by itself, and only upon occurrence of an event, will we directly call on this departnt’s resources.
"One critical basis for judging deification is whether the release of one’s own power conforms to the general laws of symbolic effect and information distortion effect," Bingdisi, sitting upright with a warm water bag in her arms, appeared very serious as if she were truly earnest, "Based on the aforentioned incident, I imdiately judged your sister was already deified. Her power was no longer sothing needing her ’explicit release process’ to beco effective, but rather turned into an information disturbance source that can be activated by a third party as long as it exists. The post your sister made online was just a piece of information; she added nothing to it, yet the victims of the event suffered the curse impact by contacting this information. This is the most typical information disturbance phenonon. Had your sister actively added a curse in the post that would naturally be another matter—of course, let’s not discuss this now."
Behind , from so unknown corner, Lilina started muttering mysteriously: "The great power of a god, word follows the law—it’s about the existence of a god itself being a mighty force. The god doesn’t need to do anything actively; their spoken words, thoughts, or even a glance can directly beco power. Chen Qian, Big Sister, has now beco such a god, and because she is ’divine position’ primarily governing combat, her power manifests more destructively than beneficially when out of control. Now that divine power is soon coming back under control, many things need preparation, Boss, based on my experience as a Pope, it’s about ti we organized a religious departnt for Chen Qian, Big Sister..."
I turned my head and silently watched Lilina—yet another demon-level naughty kid getting active...(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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