Blasphemy Wizard by Deceit World
Chapter 258 - 253: The Child of the Mother of Beauty and Fertility

Chapter 258: Chapter 253: The Child of the Mother of Beauty and Fertility

Dad?

Wait, wait, wait, could it be my own kid?

Yang Qizhou instinctively touched his stomach. Thank goodness, thank goodness, it hadn’t bulged.

No wonder he was so shocked—after all, the game character had been taken away by the "Mother of Beauty and Fertility." And who was this big shot? She was the Dream Realm Evil God who wielded the authority of "Fertility." Back at Fire Stealing Village, she had once forcibly made a Divine Sovereign of the Hidden Powers of the Dream Realm have a child—through a Cesarean section, no less.

Falling into the hands of this "god,"

Yang Qizhou really did fear he’d suddenly become a male mom.

"It doesn’t seem to have impacted me much over here. But as for the ’game character,’ suddenly being made a dad—or perhaps even a mom—is whether or not he can handle it."

The game continued.

"Dad?"

"Damn ’Mother of Beauty and Fertility,’ I couldn’t escape your evil clutches in the end. You’ve sullied me."

"Upon hearing this sudden call, you were stunned, your heart filled with grief and anger. You lay back down and closed your eyes, hoping desperately that the voice was just a hallucination."

"At that very moment..."

"You felt something climb onto you—soft and plump, a little squishy to the touch, and oddly pleasant to hold."

"Then, you heard the familiar voice calling out again... Dad, Dad, why are you ignoring me? Did I do something wrong? I’ll change, I promise!"

"Not a dream?"

"Realizing you couldn’t keep avoiding reality, you abruptly opened your eyes. There you saw a tiny, palm-sized creature, covered in snow-white fur, its little black gem-like eyes blinking at you, nestled in your hand."

"Your first reaction was... This little thing is adorable."

"Your second reaction was... How did I end up producing a weird creature like this?"

"Thinking that it might’ve fallen off of your own body, you felt waves of chills rolling through you. Instinctively, you threw the furry ball away, causing it to cry out in pain."

"Woo... Dad, why did you throw me? Did I make you angry? I promise I’ll do better! Dad, please don’t abandon me!"

"This little creature was just too cute, your heart melted. But then, realizing that you—an adult man—had somehow ’given birth’ to something made your sorrow swell inside. Unable to accept reality, you shouted, ’Don’t call me Dad! I’m a man! A man! How could I possibly become pregnant, let alone give birth to something so silly as you?’"

"You expected it to cry even harder."

"But to your surprise... It stopped crying. It rolled around on the ground, adjusted its furry ball-shaped body, and gazed at you with those black gem-like eyes, now full of confusion."

"Dad, what are you talking about? You’re my dad. Of course you can’t give birth to kids—only moms can do that. Even I know that much... Dad, you’re so silly! How do you not know something so simple?"

"A strange feeling rose within you—a vague sense that, somehow, you might’ve been ridiculed by this fluffy little meatball."

"But you couldn’t care about that now. Your mind was preoccupied with its earlier words."

"Dad can’t have babies, only moms can?"

"Which meant... This furry little meatball hadn’t come from you, and you hadn’t given birth. You’re not a male mom."

"This revelation brought you to tears of joy..."

Both game character and Yang Qizhou sighed deeply in relief.

Having played "Deceit World" for quite some time now, Yang Qizhou had long understood that there was a powerful connection between players and their game characters. What’s more, as ’Old Earth’ increasingly converged with the real world, this connection had grown stronger and stronger—to the point where events in the game could gradually sync into real-life scenarios.

If this meatball had truly been born by the game character, then in a certain sense, it could be said that Yang Qizhou himself had... fathered it.

He had never even worn a dress,

and yet now he’d supposedly had a kid.

Yang Qizhou simply couldn’t accept this.

Thankfully, thankfully, the truth emerged—he wasn’t the mom; he was the dad.

"Speaking of descriptions in the lore, this little thing’s supposed to be super cute, even capable of melting the game character’s heart... Is it really that adorable?" Yang Qizhou couldn’t suppress his curiosity. Immediately, he summoned it to his reality with a thought.

In front of him, the air twisted briefly. Moments later, a soft, fluffy, snow-white creature appeared before him. Its black gemstone-like eyes blinked, curiously taking in its unfamiliar surroundings, seemingly baffled about how it had gotten here. But as it spotted Yang Qizhou, it immediately jumped up, landing in his hand and nudging its tiny head against him.

"Dad! Dad! What is this strange place? Is it your divine kingdom?"

Just like in the game...

Seeing this overwhelmingly cute little thing, Yang Qizhou’s heart melted entirely.

"Little guy, what’s your name?"

"Name?"

The fluffy creature blinked, "Dad, Dad, you haven’t named me yet, so of course I don’t have a name!"

Oh, right, he’d almost forgotten. Yang Qizhou smacked his forehead. "Your dad’s surname is Zhou, and you’re all white and fluffy. Plus, you’re so tiny—so I’ll name you Zhou Xiaobai. Full name Zhou Xiaobai, nickname Dabai."

"Dad, Dad, that’s not right. The nickname should be Xiaobai, not Dabai!" The little creature—uh, correction: "Dabai"—piped up with a syrupy voice.

"Don’t argue with your dad."

For the first time, Yang Qizhou asserted his parental dignity, though inwardly he couldn’t help but think about the robot "Baymax." Yep, yep, still pretty darn cute.

"Dabai" drooped its head in disappointment...

At that moment, Yang Qizhou finally remembered—he’d been so absorbed in playing around with the little creature, he’d forgotten to ask where it came from. "Dabai, since I’m the dad, who’s the mom? And where is she?"

"Mom..."

Dabai pouted its lips, looking rather offended that its dad had forgotten "Mom." "Dad, how could you forget? Mom is the ’Mother of Beauty and Fertility.’ And Mom’s a Dream Realm god, so she exists in everyone’s dreams, of course."

Mother of Beauty and Fertility?

Yang Qizhou’s blood ran cold as though he’d been doused with icy water. His scalp tingled in alarm... So it wasn’t him who’d given birth to the Mother of Beauty and Fertility’s child—but rather, this Dream Realm Evil God had given him one.

What was her true purpose in doing this...?

Thinking about the devious nature of the "Mother of Beauty and Fertility," Yang Qizhou began to approach Dabai’s sudden appearance with suspicion.

At that moment, Dabai spoke again in its small, innocent voice. "Oh, Dad, before you left the Dream Realm, Mom told me to bring you a message. She said... Destiny already belongs to you; it was only trapped in a snare."

Destiny already belongs to me?

It was only trapped in a snare?

Yang Qizhou furrowed his brows. Those words, spoken by the "Mother of Beauty and Fertility," were hard to trust.

"Anything else besides that?" Yang Qizhou needed more information to analyze the Dream Realm god’s true intentions.

Dabai blinked its black gemstone-like eyes. "Oh, right! Dad, you reminded me—I almost forgot! She left one more message..."

Why couldn’t it just say everything at once? This troublemaking kid! Yang Qizhou fought the urge to land a smack on its silly little head.

Completely unaware of its father’s irritation, Dabai gleefully continued, "Mom also said you should try hard to draw in ’Original Darkness’ and ’Shiny.’ But be careful of ’Trickster.’ He’s an enemy!"

?????

What kind of nonsense was that? Were there really gods called "Original Darkness" and "Shiny" in Old Earth? And who the hell was "Trickster"? Could it be the enemy of "Lord of Blasphemy"? But I’m Yang Qizhou—why should I care about Lord of Blasphemy’s grievances?

Unable to make sense of it all for now, Yang Qizhou decided to shelve these thoughts for the time being.

He then sent Dabai back to Old Earth.

Truth be told, Yang Qizhou was tempted to keep this little thing by his side. It was just that adorable! All those cats, dogs, and premium pets couldn’t hold a candle to it; just one look at Dabai could cheer you up for an entire day. But... given that Dabai was the offspring of the "Mother of Beauty and Fertility," Yang Qizhou couldn’t believe she’d left this little bundle in his care solely to deliver two messages...

There had to be an unfathomable purpose behind it all.

Better the game character endure this latent torment instead. Yang Qizhou would just summon Dabai occasionally to enjoy its cuteness.

The game continued.

"After a round of conversations, you finally pieced together the little creature’s origins and the two messages from the ’Mother of Beauty and Fertility.’"

"You mulled them over and over,"

"And didn’t forget to give the little creature a name: ’Dabai.’"

No surprise—events in reality did seem to sync with those in the game.

Yang Qizhou chuckled, hardly surprised.

The game rolled on again.

"After dealing with all that, you finally had time to take in your surroundings."

"Emerald-green houses steeped in divine aura, sacred artifacts scattered about, and muffled noises filtering through the windows... Isn’t this Harriet’s adoptive parents’ house?"

"You’re back in the ’Realm of Light.’"

"Your face darkened, immediately thinking of the ’Prophet.’"

"At this stage, how could you not realize that the Supreme Prophet of the northern tribe, who wielded the ’Feather of the Grey Bird,’ never actually intended to use the ’Blasphemy Wizard’s’ unique nature to prevent the revival of the ’Beautiful Wizard King’? On the contrary, he was already corrupted by ’Beauty,’ scheming to sacrifice the Blasphemy Wizard in order to please that deranged god."

"You’d nearly died for nothing—completely blindsided by a hidden betrayal. Anger and murderous intent surged within you."

You summoned ’Void,’

"Protected by the figure in the maid uniform, you left Harriet’s house and headed toward the Green Tower once more..."

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