Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

A muffled rumble of thunder echoed through the gray sky, casting a heavy silence over the entire capital. The bleak autumn wind gently stirred the rain-soaked hair.

Tang Wutong knew that the person she was thinking of could hear her.

An Zhen, who was already comparable to his father more than 20 years ago, could hide anything from the world if he wanted to.

But there was no response.

Even a simple "hmm".

That's fine.

That's good...

Tang Wutong's body fell straight to the ground.

Beneath them was damp mud soaked by rain.

It was also the soil that buried her mother.

"Just consider it a bizarre yet beautiful dream."

After all, that was never meant to be her life.

He loved Wang Dong, who was by his side, not Tang Wutong, who acted like a spoiled young lady.

A month later.

Having cut off her long hair and now only having shoulder-length short hair, Tang Wutong adopted an abandoned baby girl from a welfare home in Mingdu, relying on her identity as a teacher at an advanced soul master academy and her work certificate.

Although the empire boasts excellent public welfare, and with the adoption of soul-guided technology and otherworldly techniques, the prices of basic necessities are incredibly low. Furthermore, under current imperial policies, even disabled individuals without physical strength find it relatively easy to find work, with specialized institutions providing assistance. Unless someone is hopelessly lazy, anyone willing to do even moderate work will not lack food or clothing. Various advanced ideas have also become widespread over the years. However, the abandonment of some children is still unavoidable. This might be due to individuals clinging to feudalistic ideologies, or perhaps young couples making impulsive mistakes and unable to face reality.

Imperial law stipulates that as long as an abandoned baby is delivered to the gate of an orphanage, the person who abandoned the baby will not be held criminally responsible, but they should not expect to reunite with the child or have the child support them in their old age.

The debt of giving birth is indeed a great debt of gratitude. However, without special circumstances, intentionally giving birth but not raising, abandoning or abusing a child is a serious crime. Imperial law regards a child as an independent individual, an imperial citizen protected by imperial law, not as the appendage of their parents.

Tang Wutong gently stroked the soft little face of the infant who was only a few months old. The baby was not afraid of strangers and instead giggled. Tang Wutong's bright eyes were reflected in the baby's clear eyes. "From now on, you are my child."

Lonely souls need companionship, but this companionship doesn't necessarily have to be with a spouse.

Tang Wutong, who was slender, looked much rosier than before, as if she had been reborn.

Even knowing those memories didn't belong to her, she still found it hard to let go. But that didn't mean she had to bind herself to those memories for the rest of her life. Without a man, Tang Wutong could live a good life on her own, just as her mother hoped, and live out her life well, so that her life wouldn't have been in vain.

Headquarters of the Mingdu Law Enforcement Bureau.

"There's no need to be so strict about some things."

An Zhen sat at the head of the table, sipping the sweet fruit tea, a slight smile on her face. "For example, my name, the name of the evil god Tang San, others or their elders can also call me An Zhen or Tang San. As long as it's not a targeted insult, or a group of mentally ill people doing cult worship, there's no need to be so strict. It's fine to use these names in other ordinary places."

"Otherwise, if word gets out, people might think that I, this foolish emperor, am conducting a literary inquisition."

"Yes," replied the newly appointed head of the Imperial Law Enforcement Bureau and the current patriarch of the Holy Angel family, with a respectful tone. "Your Majesty's magnanimity is as vast as the sea."

An Zhen smiled slightly.

He considers himself a stingy person.

Whether it's possessiveness towards beautiful girls or treasures, or hatred towards enemies, it's all about that.

If he sets his sights on a beautiful girl, he'll definitely want to marry her; if he desires a treasure, he'll definitely try every means to get it; and if he has a grudge against an enemy, he'll definitely grind him to dust.

As for those generous displays...

They just don't care.

Take Tang San, for example. He's already been reduced to ashes; what hatred could he possibly harbor? As for the twins Ning Rongrong and Oscar, An Zhen doesn't believe in passing on the hatred of their parents to their children. She treats them as ordinary citizens of the Empire, and as long as they abide by the Imperial laws, she will never target them. Even if those two children become gods in the future, becoming first-level deities, and act according to the rules, allowing Ning Rongrong and Oscar to enjoy eternal life in the divine realm, An Zhen won't say anything, nor will she consider targeting them.

The world doesn't care.

The supreme Heavenly Dao doesn't care about a few ants.

But if a few ignorant ants jump in front of you and keep provoking you, shouting that they want to "defy the heavens and defy the heavens."

Anzhen wouldn't mind casually slapping it to death.

That way, the mosquitoes won't bother you.

"Keep up the good work." An Zhen patted the angel patriarch, who seemed a little flattered. "You've reached your limit in your forties. Now that the God Realm is planning to expand, ascending to the God Realm in the future is not a dream."

"To be able to follow Your Majesty is my lifelong dream and greatest honor," he said fervently.

This is not a compliment.

That's definitely what he thinks.

When he reached the threshold of his limit, he was fortunate enough to receive guidance from the Angel God and heard that His Majesty had single-handedly defeated three veteran kings of the gods in the divine realm. Why bother ascending to the divine realm then? The so-called kings of the gods had been defeated by His Majesty; wouldn't following His Majesty be more promising? Moreover, he was now the director of the Law Enforcement Bureau, independent of the parliamentary system, able to report directly to His Majesty and the powerful empresses. He had entered the core leadership of the empire, possessing the ability to oversee the entire empire, and was undoubtedly His Majesty's confidant.

Why not properly cultivate the Holy Angel Family's strong foundation and connections within the Empire, instead of ascending to the divine realm to become a common soldier under the command of strangers in an unfamiliar place?

"Hmm," An Zhen replied in a neutral tone. Countless people had said similar things to him, but if they worked hard for him, he would never treat his subordinates unfairly.

Anzhen's figure disappeared.

There is something very important waiting for him today.

Douluo God Realm.

Forest of Life.

An Zhen carefully took the white dragon egg with silver dragon scale patterns, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world. Beside her stood Gu Yuena, equally excited. The Goddess of Life stood quietly to the side, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"Click——"

A crisp voice sounded.

A powerful, vibrant life force emerged.

A chubby, white little hand emerged from the eggshell.

Then, while picking at a fragment of eggshell, a crisp chewing sound rang out.

Anzhen and Guyuena tried their best to control their excitement and waited for their child to complete this important moment of starting his life.

It was a beautifully sculpted little girl. Newborn, she looked very different from human babies. Compared to chubby infants, she was exquisitely beautiful, like a spirit nurtured by nature itself. Her skin was smooth and supple, her cheeks still chubby with baby fat, her eyebrows were light, and her large, clear, dark eyes were bright and expressive, as if they could speak. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back. She looked like a lovely human girl, not a newborn infant.

But on her smooth forehead, there were two small bumps. Their texture, patterns, and colors surpassed even the finest jade by a hundred or a thousand times, resembling the horns of a milky-white young dragon. As the little cutie focused on battling the dragon eggshell and enjoying her fragrant first meal, almost tangible silver dragon scales were faintly visible on her fair and smooth skin.

She was born extraordinary.

A dazzling elemental aura surrounded her, like loyal subjects surrounding a king. The power of destiny danced in her eyes, bringing her the protection of all beings and illuminating the path to a bright future. The waters of time flowed upon her, yet they were like a drop of water falling into the ocean, unable to create even a ripple.

As she swallowed the eggshell piece by piece into her little belly, the spiritual light emanating from the infant gradually intensified, and even her entire aura strengthened step by step. The demigod realm, which countless beings in the vast universe could not reach even after countless years of arduous cultivation, was merely the first simple achievement she attained after birth.

Creation, destiny, time.

And the world's consumption of energy.

The goddess of life was filled with emotion.

Although this child's talent is much weaker than her father's, she is almost destined to become a God-King level powerhouse in the future, or even reach a higher realm.

With practiced ease, as if she had rehearsed many times, Gu Yuena dressed her daughter in an outfit she had sewn herself. To maintain the sense of surprise, she didn't let An Zhen use her destiny ability to predict what her daughter would look like after birth, but based on the size of the dragon egg, she could get a general idea. Gu Yuena had sewn quite a few outfits in different sizes and styles.

Gu Yuena's actions did not affect An'an, who was focused on cooking.

Just like the nutritional value of a real dragon's egg for a young dragon, An'an's dragon egg is of the same origin as her, and is inherently part of her power.

An'an was held in Gu Yuena's arms, intently eating the last piece of eggshell. As if sensing the very comfortable aura emanating from Gu Yuena, the little girl snuggled against her with a contented expression. This adorable little action melted Gu Yuena's heart, and she completely ignored the pleading An Zhen, holding her daughter tightly in her arms.

Soon, An'an finished her first meal.

The little cutie licked her fingers with lingering satisfaction.

"Does An'an want to eat more?" An Zhen reached out and gently touched her daughter's cheek.

"Who is An An?"

Those big, bright eyes looked at An Zhen with curiosity.

Her voice was soft and sweet, as light as a cloud, with a still-childish tone.

An Zhen wasn't surprised that his daughter was born this way and could speak. For some top races in the universe with very high starting points, such as the True Dragon race, it would be surprising if they weren't born speaking. His daughter was far more capable than a young dragon.

"An'an, it's you."

This feeling is amazing.

Anzhen felt a soft touch on her fingertips.

An'an carries his bloodline.

"Then who are you?" An'an asked curiously.

“I am your father.” An Zhen manifested the power of the world’s origin at his fingertips, and the little girl’s eyes lit up instantly.

Anzhen was explaining some basic knowledge to her daughter.

She was born intelligent.

Unlike those ancient races that possess knowledge of bloodline inheritance, Anzhen had never dealt with this. However, for An'an, such simple things could be understood after hearing them once.

After much coaxing and pleading, An Zhen finally took her daughter from Gu Yuena's arms. In that instant, holding her sweet, soft daughter and hearing her sweetly call out "Daddy," An Zhen felt the whole world become beautiful. But after only a short while, Gu Yuena, whose eyes seemed to be practically drooling, took her back under the pretext of feeding her daughter.

"If you're so capable, then you can feed An'an."

Gu Yuena raised her eyebrows slightly and straightened her chest.

“Then I’ll feed them,” Anzhen said.

Gu Yuena's eyes showed a slight surprise.

Then Anzhen took out an eggshell with silver dragon scale patterns.

Gu Yuena forgot that her husband still had the trick of using reflection.

"I want~"

Two chubby little hands reached out.

It's obvious that An'an prefers her own eggshell to her mother's.

After all, it's a power from the same source as her. Although Gu Yuena's energy level is very high and its nutritional value is very rich, because of its high energy level, even though this kind of thing was created specifically to nourish offspring, it can be difficult for her to absorb.

But it's only a little difficult, just like how people need some time to digest after eating a normal meal.

Unfortunately, Gu Yuena showed no intention of letting go.

After another hearty meal.

An'an gently stroked her belly with her little hands, then nestled contentedly in Gu Yuena's arms and fell asleep, her little nose twitching slightly. Gu Yuena slapped away a hand that was trying to gently pinch An'an's cheek.

Eat your fill and then go to sleep.

Or rather, it requires digesting this energy and transforming it into its own growth.

They're just kids, after all.

The goddess of life standing to the side was practically staring with envy.

However, it's estimated that Gu Yuena had no intention of letting anyone else hold her daughter.

"Master's wife," An Zhen called out to the Goddess of Life.

Anzhen reached out and handed over a small ball.

The forces of life and destruction intertwine and merge within, transforming into a pink force of creation.

"I learned some things about Master and Mistress from the God of Greed."

For Anzhen, the ability to easily merge life and destruction into the power of creation is due to the use of the power of the world as a binder. However, for the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life, creating the power of creation means sacrificing themselves to unleash the most brilliant glory of their lives.

"If it operates in this way, Master and Mistress only need to divide out a little bit of their primordial power to condense a seed of creation, instead of fully blooming themselves."

Without the power of the world, finding this subtle connection is extremely difficult. However, it's possible for Anzhen. While the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life could only try and find answers little by little, Anzhen could directly obtain the final answer and then use it to deduce the preceding steps. (End of Chapter)