Gold, silver…
Diamonds, jade, corundum, green turquoise…
Xu Yintang’s dream reflects the background color of Opal, illuminated by a faint crimson moonlight, changing with the brilliance of gemstones and metals—symbols of all worldly wealth, embodiments of greed and desire, perfectly matched with the blood-like moonlight.
Suddenly, those brilliances turned into phosphorescence on butterfly wings. Countless butterfly wings, some as big as birds, unfolded, carrying the intense and brilliant blood-red color as if flowing with lava.
They leisurely traversed through the layers of a gigantic maze-like nest, hidden in the shadows. However, the nests, concealed in the shadows, were illuminated by the butterfly wings, shining like gems—a subterranean kingdom forged by endless wealth and greed.
All of this was silently enveloped in a layer of dreamlike bubbles, like a dream, yet as clear as still water through a filter, so distant yet so close.
This is the intersection of dreams and the shadow world, the mother nest forged by Third Flora in the shadow of Xu Yintang.
Xu Yintang tried to reach out and touch those fluttering butterflies. Third Flora’s original butterflies were already very beautiful, but compared to these wings with their splendid and colorful radiance, they were immediately overshadowed, at most considered cute and lovely.
The butterflies responded actively to Xu Yintang’s touch. Even though dreams were Second Treasure’s territory, Second Treasure wouldn’t dare to arbitrarily show off or be arrogant in his mother’s dream. Even if he noticed Third Flora sneaking around, he would grind his teeth in frustration, wishing he could collapse Third Flora’s nest.
—Despite Second Treasure’s appearance in reality remaining unchanged, still fluffy and soft, just the right size to be hugged by his mother, in the dream realm, he had expanded significantly. His form was not just a little larger; it had swollen with tendrils on the edges, forming tiny barbed shapes. These flexible and soft tendrils entwined the threads of dreams, weaving a more intricate and complex dream realm.
In the reflection of the five “eyes,” countless eyeballs revealed faintly outlined facial features. Those faces were like being closely pressed against a mirror, appearing on the retina, distorted and revealing various extreme emotions—anger, sadness, jealousy, hatred…
Being stared at by those eyeballs would uncontrollably evoke corresponding emotions. It surged violently like a flood bursting a dam, accurately blending complex ratios, such as three parts resentment, two parts pain, one part sorrow, and ninety-four parts hatred.
At this moment, Second Treasure glared angrily with all his eyes, fiercely staring at Third Flora, who was sticking close to his mother.
Bah!
Stupid little brother! Shameless!
But Third Flora didn’t care about what Second Treasure thought. The butterflies, unable to conceal their satisfaction, entwined Xu Yintang, leading his consciousness deeper into the nest, as if eager to show off their perfect test papers to their mother.
—At the deepest part of the stacked nest, there was a shallow and bright liquid, thick and smooth, flowing and undulating. It seemed to gather the brilliance of all the gemstone deposits in the world, like a fountain of wealth overflowing from the depths of a prison, the surge of desire at the core of a person, even Xu Yintang couldn’t help but be captivated by the radiance, his mind swaying.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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This strange liquid obviously could not have been produced by Third Flora herself.
The butterflies crowded around Xu Yintang, sitting in the resting place formed by the stacked gemstone cocoons, snuggling affectionately and happily beside him, chattering and describing to Xu Yintang how they found the mine in the mountains and how they struggled through the water to finally find this treasure hidden deep in the mountains.
There’s no better place to hide a drop of water than the ocean itself.
Underneath the towering mountains surrounding the town of Ceylons, there is an underground river rushing with water, and Third Flora’s butterflies suffered quite a bit from the turbulent flow. While the butterflies chattered away, they also toyed with Xu Yintang’s fingertips, regardless of whether the butterfly that had been tenderly touched by its mother was the one whose wings were almost breaking off in the river.
Anyway, whichever butterfly stuck close to its mother was considered Third Flora’s butterfly and its mother’s butterfly, especially since Third Flora’s butterfly was as smart as it was. Any butterfly that did work knew to desperately crowd around its mother and none would voluntarily step back.
These winners, who had kicked aside countless companions to firmly occupy the front row, enjoyed their mother’s comfort and caresses happily, fluttering their wings and recounting how they sucked the shapeless liquid into their bodies and how they overcame countless difficulties to fly back to the mother nest and spit out the liquid, thus building such a perfect and ideal cocoon chamber.
You should know that this liquid was initially highly toxic. Gradually dissolving into the daily water supply of Ceylons, it caused a large number of poisoned town residents to suffer from severe mental disorders and allergies. The bodies discarded in stagnant water would crystallize into gemstones as they decayed on the skeletons.
So initially, Third Flora’s butterflies, after drinking the liquid, couldn’t fly far before succumbing to poisoning. However, immediately afterward, the second generation of butterflies would devour the bodies of their companions, thus gradually adapting to and digesting the toxicity in a relay-like process.
By the time the liquid was transported to the mother nest and expelled by the butterflies, the toxin had been transformed into a supplement that enhanced the abilities of the butterflies to upgrade their cocoons.
“You’re amazing, Third Flora,” praised Xu Yintang to Third Flora, casually picking up a cocoon and playing with it. This cocoon looked like a sapphire in every way, far more beautiful than the top-notch sapphires he had seen in the trading marketplace. The deep and serene blue color, like the vast sea, was flawless and exuded a lively sense of vitality.
Perhaps because there were butterflies incubating inside, Xu Yintang found the concept of life to be interesting.
However, Third Flora seemed to misunderstand Xu Yintang’s intentions. Seeing him holding those cocoons for a while, she thought her mother liked beautiful gemstones. As a result, when Xu Yintang woke up, he was dazzled by a mountain of colorful gemstones piled up next to him.
He sighed and helplessly tapped the butterflies that were flying around like precious treasures, “Thank you for Third Flora’s gifts; I really like them.”
After speaking, Xu Yintang thought for a moment, then gently continued, “But next time, you can’t do this. These are all cocoons that Third Flora worked hard to produce. Mom also wants to see all the butterflies hatch… Our Third Flora’s butterflies are even more beautiful than any gemstone.”
The gemstones given to him by Third Flora were lifeless dead cocoons. It did have the ability to halt the incubation of cocoons, consuming the life force inside and turning them into gemstones with a constant state inside and out. However, Third Flora was an aggregate of butterflies, and this kind of self-destructive manipulation was best restrained at the budding stage.
Having just had a good nap, in such a good mood and leisurely time, a round of praise and coaxing ensued, and Third Flora happily accepted mother’s teachings. Butterflies circled around the room, showing off in a way that made Second Treasure, who was watching, envy. With a cold snort, he plunged into his mother’s arms, not holding back any grievances.
The baby felt wronged!
Even coaxing doesn’t work anymore!
Angry!
Xu Yintang casually picked up Second Treasure, who kept stealing glances at his face, and gently pressed him into his arms. In less than three seconds, Second Treasure became a soft, fluffy pile, forgetting all grievances.
Xu Yintang absentmindedly played with the furball’s tail, opened the curtains, and peeked outside at the clattering noises. The townspeople of Ceylons were gathering in the square, breaking the concrete surface, digging into the soil, and excavating bodies cast in plaster and cement.
These are the true identities of the humanoid statues under Silence. If Xu Yintang had not recruited them all to the hospital, digging out these corpses and burying them properly would have been a very feasible idea.
The weather today was pleasant, with sunlight shining on the pale and stiff corpses. It seemed like wisps of black smoke were rising and dissipating. Xu Yintang saw Xiao Qing also in the square, pointing and directing the townspeople to dig where he indicated. They quickly discovered traces of broken cement and plaster.
There were quite a few townspeople with pale faces, looking exhausted, leaning on shovels to rest. Some were crouched by the trash bins, vomiting continuously. In this small town where even theft cases hadn’t occurred in decades, digging out so many bodies at once was simply overwhelming. If it weren’t for Xu Yintang pretending to be a “deity” last night, causing them to shift their faith, they might have had to go through a round of faith collapse and riot.
“Are you awake?”
Kama Zuozi knocked on the door, her tone cheerful, probably having had a good night’s sleep like Xu Yintang.
Xu Yintang turned around to look at Little Darling, who had expanded to fill the entire room, with tentacles sticking everywhere, making it impossible to see the door. He pinched its tentacle tips, making it shrink a bit, then cleared his throat and called out, “Wait a moment.”
Little Darling had already found an excellent position to stick to its mother. When Xu Yintang pinched it, it immediately shrank and shrank again, from filling the whole room to only the size of a fist. It rolled in the air, elongating itself, then extended a small tentacle to wrap around Xu Yintang’s wrist, connecting end to end like a beautiful red and blue woven bracelet.
It even tied a bow with its tentacle, looking very delicate.
Wrapped around the wrist, he could clearly feel his mother’s pulse. The surging blood conveyed its warmth, and the small tentacle extended to entwine around his mother’s fingers, mimicking a bracelet with a ring, occasionally revealing its mouthpiece and patterns, appearing both chic and full of personality. It wouldn’t seem out of place at any occasion.
Although, for now, Little Darling’s favorite way to stick to its mother was still as a three-piece set of sheets, quilt, and pillow. In that way, it could envelop its mother’s entire body in its tentacles, providing a comprehensive and unrestricted attachment.
—Actually, Xu Yintang liked it too.
He found it challenging to resist the smooth and perfectly fitting sensation of being enveloped. The slight restraint and weight didn’t bind him like a straitjacket, and he had even tried burying his head inside, which felt quite good.
Little Darling could use its tentacles to weave a space with air circulation and a quiet, closed environment. Once inside, the whole world would sink into dimness and tranquility. The only sound remaining would be the rustling and squirming of the tentacles, similar to hiding under the bedcovers in childhood but even more relaxing, without the tension of vigilance.
…
At this time, he could do just that, and adding the warmth of the fluffy Second Treasure in his arms and summoning Third Flora’s butterflies for a bit of adjustable lighting—
Xu Yintang felt he could stay like this forever.
As for the only downside of this enclosed mode, it might be a bit unfriendly to both vision and sanity. Especially when guests visited and Xu Yintang happened to be giving the little cubs supplements.
At that time, with his stomach just cut open and the “uterus” pieces just taken out, and the little ones eating vigorously, it made the scene quite messy with red and sticky blood. Xu Yintang really didn’t want to bother getting up, changing clothes, and going out. Besides, the guest is not someone unfamiliar, so he simply asked him to come in directly—
The lucky guest, Shi Yuebai, harboring endless fantasies about the moonlight in his dream, successfully heard the sound of his own sanity check the moment he pushed the door open.
Author’s Note –
Looks like Mother Xu Yintang really doesn’t treat Shi Yuebai as an outsider, huh?
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TN –
This is not a translation mistake, the scene just cuts out like that. It goes from the dungeon to the real world without any transitions. I got confused and stuck on that for a while, lol. (Also I added the “…” to separate where I believe the scene changes.)
Poor Shi Yuebai 🤣🤣🤣
HAHAHA, Poor Xiao Shi, it’s the price to pay to become your sweetheart’s lawful wife, I’m afraid. Strengthen your Willpower and Sanity attributes and persevere. I believe in you, jiayou~
😂are you saying you don’t welcome friends by forcing sanity checks on them?
Thank you for the chapter🧡🧡🧡
Hah ha ha… I can imagine the author is quite a handful IRL. It’s totally normal to weed out potential suitors and friends through sanity checks.
I like that despite the fact Xu Yintang is regularly engulfed in tenticals it never feels weird. Thank you author and translator for making those mother-son scenes feel cute instead of wildly uncomfortable.
Who wouldn’t want a lovable fully adjustable warm bed/blanket/pillow that appears on demand and helps you get the perfect nap?
Now I want to design a Little Darling bracelet 🤣 it actually sounds really cool, especially if his mouthpiece is at the front of the wrist.
Poor Shi Yuebai getting sanity checked, despite being the 2nd (or 3rd if we include the cat separetely) best fluffy tail owner
Poor Shi Yuebai his crush just loves to casually do really scary and disturbing things
S.u.r.p.r.I.s.e…. sanity check? Slurp, slurp, slurp. Oh, yeah. Welcome to Xu Yintang’s voyage through motherhood… hahahahahahaha whahahahahaha. The ride is just so comfy cozy and lovely…from mom’s perspective. Thanks for the update 🤣❤️🤣❤️🤣
Thanks for the chapter!!
I’m sorry, is it counts as a milf hunter?
Thank you for your translation 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚