I was transported by the 100-ton Wang Chuangfei and became a plasma spark spirit?

The word came out of the mouth of the girl who was anxiously looking for her mother, with a hint of bewilderment.

Kaguya Shinomiya's thoughts froze for a moment. This word, full of Eastern mystery, coming from the mouths of Li Qing, San Shi Ming Er Er, and Xia Si Yang, made it difficult for her to connect with her lovely and loving little girl mother.

Seeing her expression, Li Qingyang decided to explain in a more accessible way.

"Yes, I went into seclusion. I went to another dimension and brought her back a copy of 'Three Years of Ultraman, Five Years of the Land of Light'."

He said it in a very serious tone.

"She's currently in seclusion studying hard, and who knows, after a while, she might be able to select you as a human being or something."

"..."

This explanation clearly cannot fully soothe a girl experiencing separation anxiety.

Kaguya Shinomiya frowned even more, her dark red pupils fixed on him, filled with distrust and scrutiny.

“My mother isn’t a scientist, so why would she learn how to make Ultraman?”

"..."

Dialogue, as the most natural form of human communication, does indeed have limitations in efficiency in some aspects.

Explaining things verbally is sometimes shockingly inefficient.

Li Qingyang sighed silently to himself.

If it can't be explained clearly, then let's just not explain it at all.

The next second, an irresistible flow of information, like a flood bursting its banks, surged into Kaguya Shinomiya's mind.

"Well......"

Kaguya Shinomiya felt as if an invisible hand had forcibly pried open her brain, and a large amount of information was poured in. She subconsciously took a half step back, her body swayed slightly, and her dark red pupils instantly lost focus.

This feeling... is exactly the same as the didactic communication I had when I first met my mother.

It was as if someone had forcibly shoved a thick artbook into her brain, containing the entire story of Li Qingyang's journey to Gaia's timeline, the method for creating Ultraman, and how the little girl in the red dress went into seclusion to "give birth"... no, to create Ultraman...

A few seconds later, Kaguya Shinomiya recovered from the shock of information overload. The anxiety and panic on her face faded, replaced by a complex expression of surprise and uncertainty.

Her gaze refocused on Li Qingyang's face, her tone no longer aggressive, but with a hint of probing.

"Is Mom... really alright?"

"If the Earth beneath your feet doesn't suddenly explode in the next second, theoretically she'll be completely unharmed."

Li Qingyang paused for a moment, then added, "Of course, if you're really worried, I can take you to 'see' her for yourself."

Kaguya Shinomiya looked at him with a mixture of belief and doubt.

"What should we do?"

"Do it this way."

The moment he finished speaking, Li Qingyang raised his hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and pointed at the black-haired girl from afar.

A wisp of light unexpectedly spilled from his fingertips, and then suddenly split into red, blue and silver.

Like a living thing, the flowing light instantly crossed the distance between the two, and under Hayasaka Ai's astonished gaze, gently covered Shinomiya Kaguya's entire body, enveloping her in a layer of constantly flowing tri-colored light.

Kaguya Shinomiya's body stiffened abruptly, and the focus in her pupils vanished instantly.

This is......

In her perception, the whole world had disappeared.

The restaurant, the dining table, Li Qingyang, Hayasaka Ai... everything faded and dissolved in an instant. Her consciousness was suddenly pulled upward by an irresistible, gentle force, piercing through the ceiling and the atmosphere, and dragged straight into a deep and boundless dark void at a speed that surpassed all physical laws.

In the extreme silence and cold, a huge, silent planet, radiating a deep blue light, was presented without reservation in her entire field of vision.

Earth......

Her consciousness froze; she was utterly stunned by the sight before her.

The swirling clouds, the deep ocean, the undulating land—everything was breathtakingly beautiful.

Just then, an extremely large and joyful wave of will surged from the depths of the planet.

That will seemed to have sensed Li Qingyang's presence and was about to joyfully pounce on him when it discovered another tiny but familiar consciousness along the way.

Then, that will paused for a moment, and then separated an incomparably gentle warm current, which crossed the void and lovingly enveloped Kaguya Shinomiya's consciousness.

A warm, gentle touch, like your hair being stroked, is clearly felt.

Kaguya Shinomiya's consciousness jolted violently.

Mother......

This feeling... can't be wrong.

It felt exactly the same as every time the little girl in the red dress comforted her, gently stroking her head.

It really is Mom...

She stared blankly at the enormous planet before her, when a thought she had never had before exploded in her mind like a thunderclap.

So... Mom is the Earth...

It turns out... Mom is everywhere...

In an instant, all the unease, anxiety, and panic vanished.

My tense nerves completely relaxed at that moment, and an unprecedented sense of peace and security instantly welled up in my heart.

So this is ah.

There is absolutely no need to worry about her mother disappearing or abandoning her.

Because her mother is the entire world she treads upon, looks up at, and breathes upon...

............

............

A moment later, Kaguya Shinomiya, having composed herself, and Ai Hayasaka entered the restaurant together.

She had changed out of her nightgown into casual clothes, her long black hair was neatly styled and smooth, and her face once again wore that elegant and aloof expression.

However, compared to her previous icy, pecking manner, her tone was much gentler now.

"Li-kun, eat more, eat as much as you like. If you're still hungry, have Hayasaka tell the chef to make more."

Kaguya Shinomiya sat down opposite Li Qingyang, her voice now as gentle as a spring breeze compared to before...

This 180-degree change in attitude made Li Qingyang take another look at her, his gaze slightly subtle.

Sigh, mother complex...

However, he didn't stand on ceremony and directly picked up his knife and fork to start cutting the steak, elegantly and calmly beginning to eat his fill.

The juices burst in your mouth, and the deliciousness of premium Wagyu beef instantly overwhelms your taste buds.

Now that the food is on the table, it must be cleaned up; not a single grain of rice should be wasted.

Hayasaka Ai served from the side, her gaze sweeping between the two, her expression subtle...

What exactly just happened...?

All she saw was Lord Qingyang applying an RGB effect to Lady Kaguya, and then Lady Kaguya's attitude completely changed.

“Hayasaka.” Kaguya Shinomiya put down her knife and fork and looked at her.

“Yes, Miss.” Hayasaka Ai replied immediately.

"Let the chef prepare some desserts as well; Li Jun should like them."

Hayasaka Ai blinked. This gentle tone coming from the mouth of the ice-sculpted Kaguya Shinomiya always felt somewhat unreal...

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

"Speaking of which, I don't think I saw Mica after I got up," Kaguya Shinomiya said, cutting the fried egg on her plate with her knife and fork, the golden yolk slowly flowing out. She asked in a casual tone, "She slept with me last night, did Li-kun see the child?"

“Oh, it,” Li Qingyang mumbled as he put a large piece of steak into his mouth, chewed a few times, swallowed, and continued, “is probably playing outside with Geddy.”

The Shinomiya residence is as spacious as a park, with a neatly manicured lawn.

A small dog with bright yellow short fur ran very fast, its tongue lolling out happily, chasing after a warm-colored, fluffy figure in front of it.

Mica, running ahead, was clearly impatient. Her fluffy long fur flared like flowing flames as she ran, her two tails swaying behind her, and her face clearly showed her disdain.

With a light leap, it jumped onto the nearby wall, looking down at the little yellow dog still circling on the grass, and elegantly wagged its fluffy tail...

"I see... then let them be." Kaguya Shinomiya put down her knife and fork, and gently wiped her mouth with a napkin, her movements elegant.

In the quiet restaurant, only the crisp sound of knives and forks clinking against porcelain plates could be heard.

Li Qingyang ate with an elegant yet extremely fast pace, and the mountain of food on the table disappeared at a visible speed.

Across from him, Kaguya Shinomiya sipped her black tea, her dark red eyes glancing at the black-haired boy who was engrossed in his food, before speaking again: "Speaking of which, Li-kun, how do you feel about that secret underground training room that Hayasaka prepared for you?"

"Please feel free to point out any areas for improvement."

“No need to improve it, it’s great as it is, much better than when I used to train with dumbbells in my apartment,” Li Qingyang replied, forking up a large piece of sausage and stuffing it into his mouth, chewing with his cheeks bulging.

I brought two 100KG dumbbells home and only used them for a short time, but I no longer felt any pressure.

The heavy barbell that Hayasaka Ai prepared for him should last a long time.

"That's good." Kaguya Shinomiya nodded, gently wiping her lips with a napkin. Her dark red eyes gleamed, as if it were just a casual remark.

"By the way... what does it feel like to fight in that kind of stance?"

"How does it feel?"

Li Qingyang slowed his chewing, his eyes showing a thoughtful expression.

This is a test!

This girl, who was just anxiously searching for her little sister mother, started to get all excited after learning that her mother was a noble planetary will and was currently in seclusion working on Ultraman Earth!

Her question seemed casual, but she actually wanted to get the feeling and experience of fighting as an Ultraman from Li Qingyang, and then start meditation simulation training in advance.

After condensing that enormous experience countless times in her mind, when her beloved mother created Ultraman and chose her as the human host, Kaguya Shinomiya would reach the pinnacle!

He could easily seal this old savior in the basement, and then spend the rest of his life with his mother!

A loli-obsessed mother-loving girl—it's perfectly natural for her to think that way!

But in reality...

What could it feel like? You start with the Shining Mode, throw out a Shining Eight-Point Light Wheel, unleash an M87 beam, or use a timer flash to clear the screen with one click, and then you're done. It doesn't even take more than a few minutes in total.

The whole process was incredibly satisfying, a pure mowing-down-enemies experience. There wasn't even an opponent who could give him a chance to use his moves more, and none of them were as difficult to deal with as these thick-cut steaks in front of him.

How can I describe this feeling...?

The black-haired boy swallowed the food in his mouth, picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth, and after thinking for a moment, gave what he thought was the most appropriate answer.

"I don't feel anything."

He thought for a moment, then added, "It's nothing special, just like eating and drinking."

Kaguya Shinomiya froze, her hand still holding the teacup: "???"

All the questions I had prepared for analyzing my mental state during the gigantic battle, my perception of energy flow, and how to maintain composure in the face of an apocalyptic crisis, were stuck in my throat.

It's just... like that, I guess?

Similar to eating and drinking...?

That's fighting against monsters that can destroy the world!

The world is often devastated and cities are destroyed. Human civilization is as fragile as a sandcastle in the face of such disasters!

That kind of heavy burden that carries the fate of hundreds of millions of lives on one's shoulders!

That kind of resolute determination, like fighting to the death against a demon king from mythology!

She had already envisioned herself as a tragic hero, surrounded by the lights of countless homes, severely wounded, fighting to the death without retreating.

And you're telling me it's similar to eating and drinking water???

She meticulously planned, adhering to the strategy of knowing herself and her enemy, and thus winning every battle, attempting to gain valuable combat experience from this experienced senior, paving the way for her possible future career as a human host.

Is that all?

Is this even human language?