Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

Even more terrifying is that the Rice and Oil Company, which controls all the "Primordial Spirit" accounts, has developed an independent will. The entire Rice and Oil building has transformed into a giant statue of the Seven Gods, calling itself the Rice God. While fighting against the strange phenomena, it has also smashed the Frost Nails all over the world and ruled the entire world!

As a result, raw stones became the world's circulating currency, with a value far exceeding that of the US dollar, which was tied to oil. A series of laws, such as the "Yuanshen Account Protection Law" and the "Tide Ban Order," were promulgated. Except for players who already had accounts before the arrival of the strange phenomenon, everyone else who wanted to obtain a "Yuanshen" account had to pray to the Rice God day and night. Only those with the most sincere hearts could receive the Rice God's blessing and obtain a game invitation code!

After that, players of "Yuanshen" were no longer despised by the single-player Brahmans, but instead rose to become the most honorable and powerful people in the world.

Those powerful adventurers at level 60 even formed an army, calling themselves the Immortal Army, to hunt down monsters and those who refused to convert to the Mi Clan...

…………

Having learned this much, Freya probably understands now.

It all started about a year ago when the strange things began to happen. The stories that followed were all beautiful dreams woven by a witch. After all, the history before that was all normal except for the lack of magic, but the world afterward was just too magical...

But these are not the main points.

The witch said that this illusion represents the most beautiful future in the hearts of the test subjects—but why is Cheng Cheng's most beautiful future actually a world ruled by miHoYo where miHoYo players gain divine power?

Can't you have some normal human dreams? Don't the power, money, and beautiful women in reality hold any appeal for you anymore?

You're way too obsessed with miHoYo!

Freya sighed softly.

Cheng Cheng's brain might be broken.

After learning what the so-called primordial spirit and Teyvat were, Freya was so angry she wanted to laugh when she recalled how this guy had made up the alias "Hakimi Mambo" and used the excuse "I am a god from the continent of Teyvat" to deceive her and Sylvia.

My impression of Cheng Cheng has changed from "the original demon" at the beginning, to "the mysterious legendary powerhouse" later, and now he has become "a playful child".

He looks like an ordinary person no matter how you look at him.

Besides being quite handsome.

However... why would an ordinary person from another world, without any magic, come to my world and forcibly control my and Sylvia's bodies? Moreover, his combat awareness, experience, wisdom, and the amazing ability to pull weapons out of the void are not things that ordinary people could possess.

I don't understand.

But Freya understood one thing: she absolutely couldn't let this guy continue to love it, otherwise the witch's trial wouldn't be completed, and both she and her son would be trapped in the illusion!

We have to wake him up!

Freya made up her mind and suddenly kicked open the bedroom door: "Cheng Cheng, listen to me!"

Inside the room, Cheng Cheng, who was forcefully waking himself up, raised his head.

Eyes facing each other.

Cheng Cheng stopped what he was doing, wiped himself with a tissue, then put on his pants and closed the webpage: "Um... Mom, could you please stop staring at that?"

Chapter 60, The Immortal Army, Patrolling on Behalf of Heaven!

"I……"

A blush spread from her cheeks all the way to her ears, and even her neck was tinged with pink.

Freya abruptly looked away, her gaze darting erratically around the room: "I...I didn't see anything!"

"Why...do you have a fever?"

Cheng Cheng looked at Freya's flushed face, stepped forward and touched her forehead: "Ouch...it's so hot! Mom, you have a fever and you're wearing so little! I'll go boil some hot water for you, you should rest!"

As he spoke, he walked toward the kitchen.

Suddenly, Freya grabbed his hand, and he turned around in confusion, seeing Freya's cautious look: "Um... Mom wants to talk to you about something!"

At this moment, Freya had forced herself to suppress those chaotic thoughts.

The most important thing now is to wake Cheng Cheng up from his dream!

"what's up?"

"It's...a game! Can you play games with Mommy?"

If he directly said something like, "This is a witch's illusion, wake up!", Cheng Cheng would definitely think he was crazy.

Therefore, Freya devised a plan to divert Cheng Cheng's attention. By shifting his focus from *Yuan Shen* to other games, she could gradually make him forget about *Yuan Shen*. Then, he would lose interest in the world ruled by *Yuan Shen*, wake up from his dream, and happily complete the game!

perfect!

"Playing games?" Cheng Cheng tilted his head, then his eyes lit up. "Mom, you're finally interested in 'Primordial Spirit' too?"

Cheng Cheng excitedly grabbed Freya's hand: "Great! Let's go live right now! The title will be 'A Nine-Year-Old Mother's First Encounter with the Teyvat Continent'! It's sure to be a hit!"

Freya was so angry she jumped up and down: "I'm talking about games other than 'Gen Shen'!"

While being controlled by Cheng Cheng to eat, drink, and have fun, the two often played two-player games, such as Gomoku, Chinese chess, Seven Summoners, Gwent, etc. Because Freya could only speak in her mind during Cheng Cheng's control, the only games they could play together were various board games.

So Freya was actually really looking forward to having the opportunity to play video games with Cheng Cheng in a thin veil—Freya had almost gotten dizzy from watching people play racing and fighting games in this area before. If she saw a streamer playing like that online, she would think it was a scam against SC.

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about?"

However, Cheng Cheng sighed deeply, "Now, apart from 'Yuanshen,' all other games are illegal."

"what?"

Freya's eyes widened: "Is it illegal even if it's not a second tour?"

"Yes. If those single-player AAA masterpieces don't die out, how can the greatness of 'Gen Shen' be demonstrated?"

"What about racing games, card games, and two-player fighting games?"

“There’s ‘Yuan Shen: Thousand Star Realm’,” Cheng Cheng said confidently. “You only need to install ‘Yuan Shen’ on your computer, and you can play any type of game. The games you mentioned would then become meaningless.”

Freya: "..."

Seeing that his mother was still puzzled, Cheng Cheng sighed, walked to the window, and pulled back the curtains.

"Mom, look," he pointed out the window, "why are the wheels on those cars on the street round instead of square?"

Freya thought for a moment: "Because... a circle has a lower coefficient of friction?"

"No, it's because Madoka is more powerful than Asahi Masaru, so he went further!"

Freya: "..."

"This world has always been like this: the winner takes all, and the loser eats the dust." Cheng Cheng continued, "Games that fall behind the times deserve to be eliminated! Just like how round wheels are useful, square wheels can no longer exist—with the birth of 'Yuanshen,' other games have lost their reason for existence!"

Freya: "This is different, isn't it?"

"How are they different?"

"This world is so big, it can accommodate more games..." Freya tried to organize her thoughts, "Just like there's a poem in the Elf Empire that says: 'A single flower does not make a spring, but a hundred flowers blooming together make a garden full of spring!'"

Cheng Cheng's expression suddenly changed: "Wait, wait a minute. Mom, are you going to..."

"If we delete all other games just because 'Ghost God' is awesome, what if another game becomes even awesome? Wouldn't we have to delete 'Ghost God' then?" Freya seemed to have found a counter-argument. "Don't you think that 'Ghost God's' behavior of opposing all other games is too selfish?"

"No, wait! Mom!"

Cheng Cheng was shocked and raised his hand to stop her from continuing.

However, it was too late.

"This approach to 'The Primordial Spirit' is incorrect!"

Freya nodded her head as she finished her conclusion, thinking to herself that since what she said made so much sense, Cheng Cheng would surely listen to her advice.

However, Cheng Cheng's face turned ashen, his lips trembled slightly, and he looked as if he had seen a ghost.

Freya looked at his expression and a sudden unease welled up in her heart.

She was just about to ask what was wrong—

Police sirens sounded outside the window.

"Waaaaaah!"

The sound was sharp and piercing, followed by a cold, mechanical voice that echoed throughout the world:

"Warning, warning! Someone has been found to be attacking 'Yuan Shen'! Someone has been found to be attacking 'Yuan Shen'!"

"The sound is extremely shrill!"

"The weapon box has been activated, and Little Blackie's location has been confirmed!"

"The Immortal Army is arriving soon to maintain community order. Please do not panic! Please do not panic!"

Freya's pupils contracted sharply, and she rushed to the window to look outside—

The sky changed color.

Just moments ago the sky was clear, but now it is covered with dark clouds, the clouds are churning, lightning flashes and thunder roars, and the wind howls.

Hearing the commotion, countless residents in the community came out of their homes, stood on the street, and looked up at the increasingly dark sky.

People started whispering:

"The Immortal Army... the Immortal Army has arrived..."

"Who's so bold as to dare to criticize 'The Primordial God'? Don't they have a death wish?"

"Shh, don't speak, or you'll be mistaken for an accomplice!"

Freya raised her head.

Above the layers of dark clouds, countless figures appeared—those were 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals!

Densely packed, blotting out the sky and the sun.

At the very front were the magnificent figures of the four rulers of the heavens, representing life, death, time, and space. Bal, the god of thunder, and Balzeb, the goddess of lightning, stood on either side, striking the heavenly drum and waving their golden mirrors. Barbatos, the god of wind, and Fucarus, the god of rain, followed closely behind, one opening his wind bag and the other sprinkling sweet dew, causing the wind and rain to rage across the heavens and earth.

The Four Heavenly Kings guarded the four directions, and behind them, countless heavenly soldiers, wielding long halberds, formed a square formation with an imposing aura!

In the center of these heavenly soldiers and generals stood a towering figure.

That was a gigantic god.

He had wings on his back, his face was blurred, and it was impossible to tell whether he was male or female; he was a hundred feet tall, wearing a golden crown, a golden battle robe, and a jade belt, and he stood on auspicious clouds, exuding an imposing aura without anger; his mouth held the law of heaven, and his words were as powerful as thunder.

"I am Marshal Fanes, and I have been ordered to arrest the criminal Freya!"

He raised his hand, unfurled a huge imperial edict, and read aloud:

"The sinner Freya has committed ten heinous crimes—first, questioning the greatness of 'Primordial God'! Second, recklessly discussing the necessity of other games! Third, spreading heresy in front of 'Primordial God' players! Fourth, attempting to induce loyal players to turn away from Mimen! Fifth..."

He read out ten charges in one breath, put away the imperial edict, looked down at the small figure below, and pointed at it:

"The Immortal Army, on behalf of Heaven, patrols the realm!"