Songs

Little one chatted with Ling Yun's mother for over an hour. Until Ling Yun's phone ran out of battery, Mother Ling was still somewhat reluctant to hang up.

"Qianqian, you've been chatting with gran... grandma for so long. Do you think she's nice?"

"Nice. Nainai said that when she comes to see me, she'll bring me a gift, oh."

"She's coming over tomorrow, oh. Is Qianqian happy?"

"Happy! Daddy, is it true what nainai said about you wetting the bed when you were as big as me?" Qianqian's eyes rolled and rolled.

"Of course not! Your nainai is tricking you. Daddy was very well-behaved when he was your size."

"But I think what nainai said is true," Little one said with a solemn expression.

"Why?"

"Mommy said that all men are big bad guys who always trick women, and I'm a little girl, oh." As she spoke, her little face even turned completely red.

She had been completely corrupted by her mommy's teachings.

"Little Qian Qian, are you really my own precious daughter?"

"Yes, oh!"

"Then do you still wet the bed now..."

"Qianqian is very well-behaved, I don't wet the bed, oh!"

"Daddy didn't wet the bed when he was little, so Qianqian inherited Daddy not wetting the bed. Daddy didn't lie to you." Ling Yun started coaxing her.

Little one thought about it... "That's right, oh."

"Alright, Qianqian, it's time to take a bath and go to sleep."

While taking a bath, Qianqian acted spoiled again and asked Ling Yun to tell her a story. Fortunately, he had enough fairy tales in his head.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to handle his daughter. Taking a bath required five stories—what a formidable father-trapping skill!

Ling Yun took out the newly bought fabric and quickly made two sets of children's clothes following the memory of the prettiest little western-style dress.

Qianqian wearing the little western-style dress was heart-meltingly cute. It was originally just meant for her to try on.

As a result, when she saw how pretty she looked in the mirror, she couldn't bear to change out of it. A helpless Ling Yun had to repeatedly promise that he would let her wear these "new styles" in the future before she was willing to change into her pajamas and sleep.

"Daddy?"

"Hmm?"

"Daddy?"

"Mmhmm."

"Daddy?"

"..."

"Does Little Qian Qian want to hear Daddy sing a song?"

Little one's thoughts were guessed correctly, and her heart blossomed with joy. She gave Ling Yun a smack on the cheek. "Daddy, you're the best to me."

"Singing is no problem, but Qianqian has to learn it after listening, oh. This song only has a few lines and is very easy. If you don't promise Daddy, Daddy won't agree to your request," Ling Yun said, shaking his head.

"Daddy, can I not learn it? Qianqian is very silly and doesn't know how to sing at all." Little one was almost on the verge of tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry. Who said our little darling is silly? Mommy sings well, and Daddy sings well too. Qianqian is Daddy and Mommy's good little darling, oh. Of course your singing will be super awesome."

"Really? Mmm, then Qianqian will definitely study hard," Little one said earnestly.

Ling Yun decided to sing a song for his daughter: "Only Mother is Best in the World".

He had heard this song while traveling through a parallel civilization. That world had many, many classic songs, including the fairy tales he had told little one earlier. It could be said that after the Reboot Era, only he knew it.

Ling Yun cleared his throat, opened his mouth softly, and sang out with deep affection.

Only mother is best in the world, A child with a mother is like a priceless treasure. Throwing oneself into mother's embrace, A happy little baby.

Only mother is best in the world, A child without a mother is like a blade of grass. Leaving mother's embrace, Where can happiness be found?

Where had little one ever heard this song before? The beautiful melody lingered in her ears. When she heard the second half, her eyes were red—she was clearly missing her mommy.

"Daddy, I miss Mommy." Qianqian rubbed her eyes.

Ling Yun was somewhat at a loss and patted his daughter's head.

"Qianqian, in a few days Daddy will take you to see Mommy and give her a surprise."

"Then Daddy, you must remember, oh! Also, also, I want to learn this song so I can sing it to Mommy when the time comes, and let her know that a child without a mother is a blade of grass."

It was clear that little one still harbored some resentment toward her mommy for not being by her side to take care of her.

Because this song was simple and easy to understand, coupled with her certain talent, Little Qian Qian learned it after just two runs. Next was to practice it slowly and sing it with more emotion.

Inside the borders of the United Kingdom

Within the main castle of the Dark Church, four magicians in their forties—Thoms the red-robed SSS fire-type, Bolba SSS earth-type, Baruda SSS metal-type, and Biletu SSS metal-type (3S belonging to the Huaxia cultivation system's Baodan middle stage)—gathered together.

Thoms the elder said, "Did you hear? That group of idiots from S.H.I.E.L.D. sent people on a trip to outer space."

"Mmm, they went last night. According to information provided by our insider, it seems to be something called the 'Revival Movement'.

What exactly they went up to do, there's still no news, but it's very likely related to genetic research," Baruda replied thoughtfully.

"Researching genes? I wonder if the cyborgs from half a year ago were related to S.H.I.E.L.D. I heard they've been researching for half a century, and there might be a major breakthrough in the near future," Bolba said somewhat astonished.

"It's not just researching genes; they're also in cahoots with the Church of Light and the Bloody Mercenaries. According to the intelligence I obtained, they can create superpowers and graft them onto soldiers, but the production cost is not cheap," Biletu said with a grave expression.

"What? Create superpowers? S.H.I.E.L.D. is too terrifying," Baruda said in shock.

"What's so great about that? When all is said and done, superpowers are just mutated forms of our magic. What we need to pay attention to are the unknown cyborgs," Archbishop Thoms said.

"Wait a little longer. Once we gather the materials, we can resurrect the War God Nicholas of our church, and then the doomsday of the Church of Light will arrive."

Nicholas was a dark-horse warrior who appeared during the war with the Church of Light in the 15th century.

Because in that battle he slaughtered five white-robed experts and fought the Pope to a standstill, he finally forced the Church of Light to use a forbidden technique to defeat him.

As for how he died, history had no detailed records, and the primary task of successive generations of the Dark Church was to resurrect him.

"Mmm, we're still missing a few important stones, but the others already have leads. The only thing left is the hardest-to-find Blue Diamond powder, and the purity must be as high as 98 percent or above."

At this moment, Thoms's phone screen received a message.

Faculty member Dis liked Huaxia culture and occasionally used his phone to browse Huaxia news. His job was to collect data on the materials needed to resurrect Nicholas on the computer.

At the same time, he also posted bounties, possessing hacking skills that ranked among the world's best.

Ever since Senior Thoms gave him the task to collect Blue Diamond powder three years ago.

He had been editing computer viruses; whenever Blue Diamond information appeared on the network, it would be intercepted by his virus. For three years, there wasn't a single result, and he was almost ready to give up.

While eating instant noodles at his computer desk, he heard the sound of a page popping up on his computer, glanced at it casually, and continued eating his noodles.

Puff

Puff

Puff

The instant noodles in his mouth sprayed out. Dis couldn't care less about wiping clean, hurriedly checking to see if it was a composite photo.

Goodness.

What did he see? Blue Diamonds, Blue Diamonds! From the light being refracted, it was definitely over 98 percent purity.

This photo was startlingly the one Ling Yun had taken of his daughter, showing her holding a Blue Diamond in both hands. How could this photo have been intercepted by the virus Dis created?

Blame the mischievous imp Qianqian. Before going to sleep, she played with the phone and accidentally clicked into Ling Yun's Moments. Being illiterate, she pressed randomly and accidentally published it, which led to this scene of Dis spraying his noodles.

Thoms looked at the content on his phone, and with an extremely excited expression, he said to them, "Alright, alright, all of you disperse. Baruda, you stay behind."

"Thoms, what's so happy? Haha," Baruma laughed.

Thoms took out his phone to show him. "There's news about the Blue Diamond. It's in the hands of a girl in Huaxia. I need you to go personally."

"Haha, is there finally news? But you don't need me to go, right?"

"What do you know? This is the hardest Blue Diamond to find, and we cannot afford any mistakes. I'm worried the Church of Light will interfere, and Huaxia's security has been very strict lately. This mission is super-SSS level; you could say it's fraught with danger. There are many Huaxia experts, and it requires a Bishop to lead the team."

After repeated consideration, Baruda agreed. The personnel heading to Huaxia this time, including the Bishop, were finalized at ten people.