Nightmare Light

Chapter 248 Mother and Mother's Mother
A few minutes later, in an unused meeting room of the Steelbone Army.

The big yellow mouse curled its tail into a coil and sat inside the coil, its two round ears twitching.

He said that those dragon-headed soldiers were indeed not His doing, but someone else's, so Lin Wang had no choice but to freeze them all into ice blocks, leaving only their upper bodies exposed.

With their strength, they were completely unable to break free from Lin Wang's ice blocks.

And with their superhuman regenerative abilities, they just happen to be able to survive the freezing.

Grandpa Huangliang sat on the table, holding a biscuit given to him in May in both hands, turning it over and over, seemingly unsure where to start eating it.

"You're Huang Liangye, right? Tell me your story." Lin Wang looked at the big yellow rat sitting on the table and tapped the table.

Huang Liangye kept looking down at the biscuits, drool dripping from the corners of his mouth: "Actually, it's quite simple... Back then, my mother... of course, not the mother you mortals talk about now. Your mother now is my stupid little sister, Zhili."

"The mother I am referring to is the mother of all the immortal gods, who was... or rather, the previous ruler of the world."

"Back then, when my mother was generating the 'Dream Authority,' she gave birth to two children at the same time. One of them was me, and the other was Zhili."

Lin Wang narrowed his eyes slightly. The truth of this world was finally being revealed to him, in a little bit.

He pondered for a moment and asked Huang Liangye, "Are you saying that the way the Mother of Gods gives birth is also the process of 'generating authority'?"

"Not all gods are formed this way." Huang Liangye took a bite of the biscuit, then spat it all over the table. "It's awful! When we stole the mountain king's offerings, these flatbreads were the worst of them all!"

May was puffed up with anger.

The big yellow rat threw away half a biscuit and said, "The origins of immortals and gods are diverse. Some are mortals or spirits who have cultivated themselves, while others are religions formed from the wild thoughts of mortals... For example, the Mountain Lord originally belonged to this category. It was a 'concept' naturally formed by human worship of mountains. But Zhili and I are not like that. We were born from our mother."

As He spoke, He puffed out His chest, patted His chest a few times with His little paws, and spoke with a proud tone.

"Why?" Lin Wang felt that he had vaguely understood some important rules among the "immortals and gods".

As expected of the former Mother of Gods, Huang Liangye is indeed a great man, despite his weak strength.

It sat on its own tail, the tip of which swayed: "Because some important authority must be handed over to the children by the mother herself."

"Does dreaming count as important authority?" Dog Bro looked confused.

“Dreaming is of course an important authority!” The big yellow rat jumped up, darted in front of Dog Brother, clenched its little paws into fists, and tapped Dog Brother on the forehead. The latter covered his head and shrank his neck.

Huang Liangye ran back to his original spot, sat up with his tail curled up, and huffed, "Dreams are one of the most important of all the powers of the gods!"

"I still don't understand," Dog said, rubbing his forehead.

"You can't carve rotten wood!" Huang Liangye grabbed half a biscuit and threw it at Dog Brother. "I ask you! How do mortals build a civilization?"

"Uh... labor?" Dog Bro asked uncertainly, a biscuit dangling from his mouth.

"Foolish! It's multidimensional thought!" Lord Huangliang waved his little paws. "Let me ask you again, how do immortals and gods maintain their authority and power?"

"Uh...rely on diligent cultivation?"

"Foolish! It's based on mortal thoughts!" Old Man Huang Liang jumped up with a squeak, bit off a piece of wood from the table, and threw it at Brother Gou. "Whether they are immortals or gods, the source of their power is all the worship of us by mortals!"

Boom!

A thunderbolt struck Lin Wang's mind. "You mean, the thoughts of mortals converge... and forge gods?"

"That's roughly the idea," the big yellow rat said, waving its paws. "I don't understand anything too profound."

Lin Wang nodded. This gain was important enough for him, and he needed some time to process it.

Dog asked Huang Liangye, "I have another question. Why did your mother give birth to you and... and..." He hesitated for a while before finally managing to say, "and your sister?"

After saying that, he hurriedly muttered in a low voice, "Mother, please forgive me."

Huang Liangye wagged his tail tip: "In the beginning, my mother gave birth to me and gave me the power to create beautiful dreams, requiring me to create dreams for mortals in the mortal world."

Lin Wang nodded. It seems that the "Yellow Millet Dream" is basically a beautiful dream.

The big yellow rat continued, "But not long after, Mother realized that if mortals could only dream, the world would soon face disaster."

"Why would having a sweet dream bring disaster?" Bai Xiaoxiao asked, puzzled.

The yellow-skinned rat bared its teeth at her: "Mortal, think about it, if you had sweet dreams every night, what would you be like during the day?"

"Yes..." Bai Xiaoxiao was about to speak when she was startled again, "Ah!"

"Understood?" Huang Liangye stood up, circled the table, his big tail swaying. "Most humans, in that situation, would lose their fighting spirit in real life and only look forward to the night falling."

“And what’s even more serious is that,” Huang Liangye sat back in his original spot and changed his posture, “even at night, they’re only eager to sleep and dream, and don’t think about anything else…and their reproduction will also be affected.”

"So, after realizing all this, Mother immediately gave birth to her younger sister, Zhili—the current chief goddess of the mortal world."

"In the beginning, her authority was the same as mine; she was the goddess of dreams. The difference was that she could create all kinds of dreams, unlike me, who could only create beautiful dreams."

Huang Liangye lowered his head, his ears drooping: "Of course, His ability to become the supreme god has nothing to do with authority, but rather because He works much harder than me and is smarter than me."

The clues are now connected.

Lin Wang took a deep breath: "So, when Yuan Sheng and the Mad God under His command launched a war against all the immortal gods, your mother perished together with Yuan Sheng, and later handed over the authority of the main god to Zhi Li, is that right?"

"You even know this part of history? No wonder the tree fern ended up in your hands." Huang Liangye glanced at Lin Wang, then shook his head. "But that's not how it happened. When Yuan Sheng first went mad, his mother passed the reins to Zhi Li."

"and after?"

"So I hid myself. I'm such a weak immortal, my only ability is to create beautiful dreams for people. What use am I if I stay on the battlefield? Am I supposed to weave beautiful dreams for the enemy?" The big yellow rat spread his hands, sounding innocent.

"..."

“After that, I hid for hundreds of years. When I came out, this world…” Huang Liangye paused here, then continued, “This world has become what you see before you.”

"I wonder what's wrong with that stupid girl Zhili. There are crazy monsters and corrupted immortals everywhere..." Huang Liangye muttered in a low voice, "and I, as her older brother, have to be busy sewing and mending for her."

The matter has basically been resolved, with only one question remaining.

Lin Wang asked Huang Liangye, "Then what were you doing at the Steel Bone Army's camp?"

"The soldiers here are all corrupted, so I had to drag them all into my dreams to stop them from attacking others."

(End of this chapter)