Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

However, the consumed magic power cannot be replenished; it diminishes with each use.

Freya stared blankly at her palm.

Could it be... that Mr. Mambo really is from another world, and this dream is the Teyvat continent he spoke of?

It seems that's the case.

After thinking for a moment, Freya opened her browser again and searched for "Is it normal for a boy to call himself his mother?"

Qianwenxing quickly responded: "Hmm... When a user asks, 'Is it normal for a boy to call his mother?', the user may have encountered this situation in real life and is feeling confused or worried."

"First of all, whether this behavior is normal cannot be generalized and requires specific analysis. Some men may have lacked maternal love in childhood, and as adults, they may unconsciously call their partners 'Mom' in romantic relationships to seek maternal care and warmth. In this case, it is not abnormal, but rather an expression of personal emotional needs, a longing for maternal care..."

It turned out to be like this...

Freya recalled how her mother, after ascending the throne, gradually lost her personality and emotions, becoming a stranger. She began to empathize with her own feelings: So, Mr. Mambo lost his mother at a young age? How pitiful…

Freya turned around and looked at the bundle wrapped up in a ball on the bed.

Looking at Cheng Cheng's peaceful sleeping face, she sighed softly, "Sigh, I really can't do anything with you, child."

How can I put this... He may have lost his mother, but he still has me, right? I can totally be his guide in life, can't I?

With this in mind, Freya began to seriously consider how to be a good mother...

The first person she thought of was her mother. Before she ascended the throne, her mother would hold her and tell her stories, look at the stars, and cook delicious meals for her herself... Those memories are very distant now, but when she thinks back on them now, she can still feel the warmth of those times.

Okay, let's start by making some delicious food!

…………

Two hours later, Freya, holding a spatula, nudged Cheng Cheng, who was still sleeping in, and said, "Get up! Time for breakfast!"

Cheng Cheng sighed, slowly got up, slowly put on his clothes, slowly walked to the dining table, and then stared blankly at the table full of food: "What are all these?"

"Mom's lovingly prepared breakfast!"

Freya proudly stood with her hands on her hips and her chest puffed out.

While in the palace, cooking was one of her few hobbies, and she even received praise from the royal chefs—since Cheng Cheng's name had an elven feel to it, she specially prepared a table of elven dishes.

"Citrus peel chicken, walnut shrimp, eggplant and tofu... I'm already grateful that you didn't make any traditional Chinese medicine dishes, but what's with this whole table of rice-based Chinese food...?" Cheng Cheng couldn't help but complain. "And who eats these hearty dishes with rice first thing in the morning?"

Although she couldn't understand the terms Cheng Cheng was using, Freya still put her hands on her hips and retorted, "Don't you know what time it is? It's already noon!"

"All right……"

The two sat down at the table. Freya had just picked up her chopsticks to serve the food when she heard Cheng Cheng's questioning voice: "Mom, aren't you going to pray?"

prayer?

To whom? To the Amber God?

So Mr. Mambo is such a devout person; he never forgets his pre-meal prayer, even in his dreams.

Freya suddenly felt a strange feeling welling up inside her—this child, though lazy, is quite sensible: "Hmm, let's begin the prayer then!"

Then, Cheng Cheng clasped his hands together and silently murmured, "Thank you, Primordial Spirit, thank you, Primordial Spirit, for letting us meet again, thank you, Primordial Spirit, for letting us know the meaning of travel... Mom, why aren't you praying?"

"oh oh."

What kind of god is the Primordial Spirit? Is it a god of Teyvat?

Although she didn't quite understand, Freya still followed Cheng Cheng's example and began to pray: "Thank you, Yuan Shen, for letting us know that we can sit on a chair. Thank you, Yuan Shen, for giving us food. Yuan Men... wait, this meal was made by Mom, okay?"

"Never mind all that, just pray."

After the pre-meal prayer, the two began their meal.

As Freya put a piece of sweet and sour tangerine peel chicken into her mouth, the sweet and sour flavor exploded instantly, so delicious that she closed her eyes tightly—

Fortunately, during her time wandering, she continued to cook for Mr. Felix, and her culinary skills were not lost.

Cheng Cheng must like it too, right?

However, before they had eaten for long, Cheng Cheng put down his chopsticks and walked towards his room, saying, "Mom, I'm full. I'm going to continue playing 'Yuanshen'. You can eat slowly."

"Wait!" Freya called out to him quickly, "Why aren't you eating any of the rice in this bowl?"

Wasting food is not something a good child does!

Cheng Cheng stopped and immediately frowned, retorting, "Mi is my father. Have you ever seen a son eat his own father's food?"

Historically, only King Wen of Zhou, Ji Chang, was forced to eat the meat broth of his eldest son, Boyi Kao; there has never been a precedent of a son eating his father's meat.

Even Liu Bang almost got to eat it.

"What do you mean, 'Mi is your dad'?" Freya exclaimed in surprise. "So you have a dad!"

"Mom, what are you saying!" Cheng Cheng frowned. "Where would I be without Dad? I play 'Yuan Shen' every day to fulfill my filial duty to Dad."

"Wait a minute, your dad isn't supposed to be a bowl of rice, is he?"

"of course not."

Whew, that startled me.

I thought Mr. Mambo popped out of rice... It seems that the child's father is related to the character for rice, so he avoids eating rice to avoid it. I heard that the Elf Empire does have a similar tradition.

and many more!

No, Mi is his father and I am his mother. Did I somehow get married in this dream?

Don't do this kind of thing!

"Um, that..." Freya raised her hand timidly, "Your daddy and I... we're not husband and wife, are we..."

After all, the only photo at home was of him and Cheng Cheng. On the bright side, perhaps his father, Mi, was already dead?

“Of course not.” Cheng Cheng frowned. “Mi’s father is the great creator of the primordial spirit, how could he possibly have anything to do with you?”

The creator of the primordial spirit?

I remember that the primordial spirit was the deity Cheng Cheng worshipped... In the Kingdom of Konoma, there are also some traditional beliefs unrelated to the source material and legends, often comparing the god to a heavenly father and regarding the son of the god as a savior...

Oh, I see. "Mi Die" is just Cheng Cheng's respectful term for God the Father. This child doesn't have a father, and I'm not married...

Freya gradually felt relieved.

Thankfully, a biological father won't suddenly appear. I'm his only mother, and he's my only child... No! I'm just being his mother to make up for the maternal love he lacks; I didn't actually give birth to him!

With her mind in complete turmoil, Freya haphazardly tidied up the dishes, sat on the sofa, and slowly calmed herself down. She turned on the TV and began to think, using the background noise as a distraction.

The witch's trial task is to wake Cheng Cheng from his beautiful dream and bring him back to reality... So, it is necessary to determine which things in this world are false dreams and which are real reality.

First of all, the claim that she is a mother is definitely false.

Cheng Cheng is likely lacking maternal love due to the influence of his family in the game, which is why he dreams of being his mother... In other words, I must make him realize that recognizing a little girl as his mother is wrong, and that I am not his mother.

But children without mothers are truly pitiful; perhaps I can make up for this regret...

Freya hesitated, feeling as if she was so immersed in the role of a mother that she couldn't extricate herself.

Just then, Freya noticed the news on television—

"The recent high-profile case of a game streamer destroying his account has entered the trial stage, and the intermediate court has sentenced him to life imprisonment. The following is an on-site interview by our reporter..."

The scene cuts to a courthouse, where a reporter shoves a microphone into the suspect's mouth: "What do you have to say about the judge's verdict?"

Suspect: "Could you blur my face?"

"No," the reporter smiled slightly, "because people who ruin other people's game accounts don't have codes!"

Destroying a game account can lead to a life sentence?

Just as Freya's doubts began to surface, her attention was drawn to the following news report:

"Our reporter reports that the police recently successfully raided a KUKA gathering place, arrested three KUKA remnants, and seized a large number of contraband items, including 50 Mingchao game figurines, 25 posters, and 4 stainless steel plates..."

"The police once again appeal to the remaining members of the Kukul gang to surrender themselves as soon as possible. Confess and you will be treated leniently; resist and you will be punished severely..."

Figurines, posters, stainless steel plates... can these things be considered prohibited items?

Also, isn't Mingchao the otherworldly god that Mr. Mambo initially told me about, the one he fought against? Why has it become a game? Is this really the Teyvat world he was talking about?

Freya's mind was getting increasingly muddled.

"The recent bank robbery in this city has attracted much attention. The robbery gang stole 500,000 rough stones from the bank, which is equivalent to 3.5 million US dollars..."

"The incident of poisoning from boiled black-backed bass has drawn public attention, so we secretly visited the factory that produces boiled black-backed bass..."

"The IP value of Fu Ningna has reached 560 trillion, making it the world's third largest economy. Meanwhile, the new generation nuclear-powered aircraft carrier Fu Jian, named after Ms. Fu Ningna, has been successfully launched, further strengthening the armed forces of the Immortal Army..."

"Finally, let's conclude this news report with Mr. Yong's request for 'Rice and Oil: A Huge Historical Opportunity'."

"Rice is the book, the book is rice? ~ Happy game is awesome? ~ We sing ~ We dance? ~ Happy life is passed on to players? ~"

Freya: "..."

We absolutely need to investigate thoroughly what the Primordial Spirit and Father Mi really are.

…………

Two hours later.

Freya put down her phone, leaned back on the sofa, stared at the ceiling, and fell into a long silence.

Based on Qianwenxing's description, Freya finally understood the setting of this dream world.

This is a world called Earth.

There was no fancy magic, only the primordial spirit that had reached its peak.

Just a year ago, "Yuanshen" was just a game, and Miheyou was just a game company.

Later, something strange happened on Earth!

The real world is gradually being eroded and is turning into an apocalypse. Humanity has no power to fight against it. Only those who possess the Eye of God can use elemental power to fight against the strange phenomena!

However, there is only one way to obtain the Eye of God—that is, to have a "Primordial God" account.

The stronger the character on the account, the higher the adventure level, the more Mora and Primogems accumulated, and the stronger the elemental power that the player can use!

It looks simple, but it's actually quite difficult.

Because when the strange event occurred, "Primal Spirit" also underwent a mutation. Not only did the game difficulty increase hundreds of times, but the difficulty of obtaining experience, Mora, and Primal Stones also increased exponentially, and even—

In the game "Yuanshen", if a character dies, the player in real life will also die!