178: Chapter 178: Making a Fuss When I Can’t Win the Argument 178: Chapter 178: Making a Fuss When I Can’t Win the Argument The skull, which looked nothing like a human’s, was suspended by a red string in the center of the petals, attracting attention like the pistil of a flower.
This was not an illusion of fantasy, it was a true physical entity.
Once the Guiding Bodhisattva’s miracle appeared, it would remain in the Real World for a long time, not easily erased.
Only in this way could those stubborn evildoers be truly shaken, and give up their hope against hope.
“Holy Object level I detected—the Skull of Yasu.”
“Severed by the hand of Anhelica’s Follower, the head of a Dragon Worship Church devotee, where the power of the Netherworld and the Dragon Nest have achieved a delicate balance, trapping the Lost Souls within, never to be reincarnated.”
“This is a valuable currency that can circulate in many factions.”
Lines of text appeared one by one in the notebook, and at the same time, Li Mumu’s mind was also reminded by a voice.
[You realize the precious value of this skull]
[However, for you, the most important value of this skull is to hang it here to proclaim the Guiding Bodhisattva’s prestige.]
[You feel His gaze on you]
A pitch-black feather floated down from the void and landed in Li Mumu’s palm, melting away as quickly as snow in the sunlight.
The gentle down brushed past her cerebral nerves.
Li Mumu unconsciously shivered and her right eye involuntarily glanced at the notebook.
At this moment, among the few lines of text in the notebook, a particular word stood out strikingly.
“Dragon Worship Church!”
[He is interested in this word]
Lucky me, the main storyline didn’t kick in until the second round.
Li Mumu closed her notebook and smiled reassuringly at Li Ya, who stood beside her looking at a loss.
“Mommy, I’m waiting for Wendy here, you can go back first, don’t worry about me, I can take care of myself.”
“Yes, I can see that.”
Li Ya sighed and said, “Let’s not bicker and just have a calm conversation.
Do you really think acting like you’re ready to kill someone at the slightest disagreement is a normal mental state?”
“That depends on the specific situation.”
In Tianji Province, chickens sometimes met their unfortunate end due to careless handling or AOE effects, which was hard to avoid.
What really disgusted her was a plot-driven killing.
Li Mumu reflected on her actions thoroughly and then, in her mind, she casually apologized to Arthur.
Killing Arthur in the first round was purely instinctual.
There was no actual evidence, but if something felt off, acting first was the best policy.
But this non-human priest before her was definitely not innocent or kind.
“I’ve told you that I traveled back from the future, but you didn’t believe me.”
Li Mumu explained seriously, “You asked me what Shiyan is, and I really didn’t know, but now I think I can guess why I didn’t know.”
“Let’s not talk about that for now.
What I want to tell you is, the history textbooks in schools during the future era I come from do not describe our current era as leisurely and pleasant.”
“The mess that the President took over was riddled with gaping wounds, a complete disaster.”
“The status of Overseas Chinese had never risen to the heights it has today, and a warm and romantic love story like yours and dad’s was even more unthinkable.”
“You can’t imagine how dark that era was.”
“Of course, even if you knew, you might not care, as you’re only concerned about the child in your womb being born safely, which is human nature and understandable.”
“You wouldn’t care that a whole ship of demons and monsters returning with us could pose a serious hazard.
After all, you are a witch, and you’ll always make the safest and most prudent choices.
You’ve even established a connection with Captain Goss, cosy enough that if you were really in trouble, one fluttering of your eyelashes might just soften his heart to protect you and your daughter.”
“I can understand all that.”
“But as the eldest daughter in this family, I also have an obligation to create a truly safe environment for my family within the bounds of my capabilities.”
Li Ya looked at her daughter in shock, barely recognizing the stranger before her.
For the first time, she fully grasped the fact that her daughter was no longer the useless waste of the past.
Had she actually learned to take on the responsibility of the family?
“You don’t love me anymore!”
“What?”
Li Mumu was utterly baffled.
“How could you let your dad brainwash you?”
“When did my dad brainwash me…”
“Don’t think I don’t know about the secret chats you’ve been having with him.
You’ve been brainwashed by his absurd theories of family and state duty.”
Li Ya pursed her lips and wiped at the nonexistent tears at the corner of her eyes.
“Now you dare to bully your mom.
Who knows how you’ll bully your sister in the future?
How will this family survive?”
Li Mumu looked at her coldly and said nothing.
This was Li Ya’s typical tactic—she couldn’t handle criticism, only praise, and would start making a scene after a few harsh words.
“You ungrateful and unfilial daughter, you’ve taken your mommy’s love and thrown it away like it was nothing.
Fine, you’ve grown up now, you talk back with a straight spine.
I can’t control you anymore.
If you love death so much, just go die!
And do it far away where you’ll never come back!”
She hurled the crystal ball at Li Mumu’s face with all her might, then opened a nearby door and ran off crying.
Caught off guard, Li Mumu nearly got knocked over by the ball.
By the time she clutched her forehead, picked up the crystal ball, and followed, she found only an empty room beyond the door, with no trace of her mother.
This woman really did abandon her daughter and ran back to the real world by herself!
What a disgrace (literally)!
“I told you, your mom has a mental disorder, but you didn’t believe me.”
Li Mumu looked up to find Wendy, who had quietly appeared beside her, arms folded, leaning against a corner of the wall while watching the drama unfold.
“Don’t move!”
“Huh?”
Wendy was slightly startled before getting smacked in the face with the thrown crystal ball.
“Wang Defa?
Are you sick?
That really hurts!”
“It’s okay, just checking whether you’re a real person.”
Li Mumu picked up the crystal ball and examined Wendy’s face closely: “There’s blood, you’re still breathing, a living person.”
“What nonsense are you talking about?
If your mom hadn’t stopped me, I wouldn’t have been able to come back…”
Wendy grimaced in pain, looking at the girl before her, wondering, “Are you…
lucid right now?
Can you hear me speaking?”
“I’m very lucid, extremely so.”
Li Mumu glanced at the blooming Manjushahua behind her and the suspended head in mid-air, then said to Wendy, “I’ve figured out the rules of the game now.
If nothing unexpected happens, I shouldn’t turn into a monster like last time again.”
Wendy asked in confusion, “What game rules?”
“About the fundamental framework of this world.”