Chapter 936: Chapter 936

Farosa kissed Xu Yang, her gaze settling on Bubble.

"I opened one door, only to see another door," Farosa said.

Bubble stiffened completely, uncontrollably stepping backward, and clumsily sat down next to Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng sat on the ground, unable to move.

Without a word, Farosa walked through the door, hung her coat on the rack, then sat down on the sofa, turned on the wall-mounted screen, and crossed one leg over the other.

"Who... who are you?" Bubble finally mustered the courage to ask.

She felt that Farosa’s leg alone was taller than her entire body!

"I am your father’s wife, your mother, and my name is Farosa," Farosa said softly.

"...!" Bubble felt a chill all over, really wanting to run away. The scariest thing she had ever seen was a rat person, but now it was Farosa!

The father of this house was a good person, but the mother was a big villain!

She got up, quickly retreated behind Xu Cheng; Xu Cheng, facing Farosa and terrified, hurriedly moved behind Bubble, and Bubble then frantically moved back behind Xu Cheng.

In the end, both were backed against the wall with no escape, like two small criminals waiting for execution, while Farosa held an invisible gun.

"Whimper..." They were about to shed tears.

"Now, you need to clean up this room," Farosa said, eyes fixed on the screen of the smart display.

Farosa’s mere presence was enough to thwart Xu Cheng’s mischievous tendencies.

She and Bubble hurriedly set about tidying up the ninjutsu props they had been working on all afternoon.

"I’ve heard that you are very unruly. You place your hopes on my power, thinking you can benefit from me?" Farosa said slowly.

"... Gosh..." Xu Cheng broke into a cold sweat, realizing he shouldn’t have been so cocky.

Farosa looked at the bottle of poison, then back at Bubble, making a silent threat.

"Bubb...," Xu Cheng said pitifully.

Do anything to Xu Cheng, just spare Bubble!

"Make dinner." Farosa ordered.

Xu Cheng hurriedly went to prepare a delicious lobster dish for Farosa.

During dinner, Xu Yang and Farosa chatted about recent events, while Xu Cheng and Bubble were completely wilted, unable to utter a word.

Farosa was also staying the night, frightening Xu Cheng and Bubble even more.

In the apartment’s dormitory, the two children slept on one side, Xu Yang and Farosa on the other.

"I don’t know why you would raise an idiot and a dirty little vagabond," Farosa said openly in front of them.

"They are both good children," Xu Yang said.

"I say, let’s sell them," Farosa suggested.

"Sell them to a second-hand recycling station; after all, they are useless kids, one idiotic, one filthy," Farosa said.

"How much money can we get?" Xu Yang asked.

"Black hair will be sold by weight; green hair will be given away for free."

"I will take them to sell tomorrow; they only cause trouble."

"Without the children, this house will feel empty," Xu Yang said.

"You should keep Laila instead; Laila is my good daughter, a civilized and polite child, just like me. I assure you Laila is much cuter and much more trouble-free than that black-haired little idiot," Farosa said slowly.

On the side, Xu Cheng and Bubble listened to the conversation, shivering, and didn’t dare to breathe.

"Whimper... we are going to be sold..." Bubble said in fear.

"Guagua..." Xu Cheng held Bubble tightly, cherishing their last night.

The next day, Xu Cheng became the best-behaved child in the house, daring not to be naughty anymore.

She and Bubble got up early to make breakfast for the family, cleaned the counters and all the electronic devices, and proactively helped Farosa with the laundry.

As the adults got up, Xu Cheng and Bubble looked at them pitifully, huddled together, fearing they would be dragged to the garbage station and sold.

Xu Yang saw a good opportunity, imposing a series of rules on Xu Cheng to follow, to prevent her and Bubble from causing any more strange incidents.

Xu Cheng would stay a well-behaved child, probably until she reached her teenage years.

Watching Xu Cheng’s tense and dejected expression, Xu Yang decided to take them to the park to set off fireworks.

"Come on, let’s blow up this thing," Xu Yang took away their ninja bombs.

"Are we blowing it up?" Xu Cheng and Bubble, originally sad, now felt surprised and quickly followed.

Xu Yang took them to the park downstairs, first checking the surroundings to ensure the safety area, then placed the ninjutsu bomb they made into the sandbox.

Xu Cheng and Bubble crouched 200 meters away, covering their ears, fearing the deafening noise, yet they looked up, filled with curiosity, wondering what kind of power it possessed.

Xu Yang lit the fuse and then scurried away.

After a few seconds of burning, a loud "bang" erupted from the sandpit, sending smoke and dust soaring into the sky, as high as twenty-something meters.

Xu Yang looked back at the power of the bomb, finding it very interesting.

Xu Cheng and Bubble both stood up, amazed—the crater! The splattering sand! They did it!

"It really exploded!"

"Quack! Snap!" They jumped around on the spot, celebrating their success.

Being so clever to make a bomb, they shouldn’t be sold off now.

"You guys play on the slide here." Xu Yang left them there and went back upstairs.

Farosa sat sideways on the balcony, quiet as a painting.

"You came specifically to see Bubble, didn’t you?" Xu Yang said.

"I saw another region in her eyes, it seems to be very far from here," Farosa said.

"So, is she like a mirror?" Xu Yang speculated, "Or a window?"

"I think she’s more like a hub, like a crossroad. Her magic power connects different worlds, and it will eventually be destroyed by pressure coming from every direction. Such immense power cannot be sustained by a mortal body. She is like a disposable key; you can use Bubble’s body to open doors to distant worlds, but she herself will be annihilated in the process. Her magic power will erode itself inch by inch until she collapses into a basic crystalline unit in the spatial structure, invisible, untraceable, with no way to piece her remnants together, beyond saving," Farosa said.

"Her magic power will harm herself..."

"And even if you’re reluctant, this kind of magic power will keep growing until it devours her," Farosa added.

"So, one day we might wake up to find Bubble has disappeared?"

"Yes. Unless you perform a ’castration’ of her magic power, treat her magic circuit with medications, turning her into a witch devoid of magic power. Human technology is quite adept at this trick," Farosa said indifferently.

"...We’ll at least have to wait for her to grow up before telling her all this," Xu Yang felt helpless.

"The agency that raised her probably foresaw this, so they discarded her easily; such abilities have no practical value. Using her to open a gate to The Other Shore world is a one-way ticket. She will be obliterated in the process, and the things sent through cannot return, possibly even drawing crises from the stars," Farosa looked out from the balcony.

From this angle, she could see Bubble and Xu Cheng playing with sand in the park, carefree.

"What would happen if she trained her magic power?" Xu Yang pondered.

"If she becomes Empress, or makes significant progress in the art of magic power, perhaps she could freely control it, becoming a true ’gateway’ that connects everything. But at this stage, once she uses her magic power, it will twist and destroy her. Such self-destructive magic power can’t be practiced. She will merely one day accidentally trigger her magic power and collapse, joining the chaotic timespace," Farosa said.

"It seems we can only suppress her magic power for now, and eventually make her give it up," Xu Yang sighed.

If Bubble keeps her magic power, one day she will silently pass away, Xu Yang thought. Though she holds the Rare Factor "Gateway Hub", capable of opening portals to the colorful starry skies seen in her eyes, she herself will also be annihilated in the process, like a disposable wormhole generator.

"The best approach is to take her back to the place where you found her, gradually reducing the interactions between Xu Cheng and Bubble. She is just a bubble, a bubble that bursts upon touch, bound to be forgotten sooner or later," Farosa said.

Xu Yang approached Farosa.

"But you are... the Witch Goddess, they are all expecting you to perform a Miracle." Xu Yang said.

Farosa was silent for a while.

"...Perhaps." Farosa pondered.

She slowly calculated and deduced all possible changes.

"If I want to use the Law of Recovery, the target must at least be in the same space-time continuum as me. But once Bubble uses Magic Power, it will become a brick that constructs space-time. That means, if I want to help Bubble, I must personally go to the place where Bubble returned to, which is the crystalline structure of the space-time itself, only then can I resurrect Bubble." Farosa said.

"So, there’s still hope, right?" Xu Yang nodded.

"You want me to go through such trouble?" Farosa scoffed, "It would be better to castrate her Magic Power. Those maniacs from Kyoto Infinity invented the ’Rare Factor’, which itself cheats the stars and harms the normal ecological cycle of witches. Thankfully, the successful samples they cultivated are very few, and I also hope to destroy the offspring of this thing."

"Another one nurtured with Rare Factor, Shallow Dream is also traveling in the Taixi Continent." Xu Yang said.

For some personal reason, Shallow Dream applied for a research project with Neutral University early on, went to the Taixi Continent, and moved around incognito, just like ordinary international students, apparently with her own motives.

"She’s like a traitor, refusing to respond to my call, digging up what she wants herself." Farosa said.

"It’s alright, wasn’t your avatar in Taixi Continent destroyed? In this way, Shallow Dream becomes the perfect substitute, let her live and travel in Taixi Continent for a few years, and when we start our operations in Taixi Continent, she will be a staff member naturally familiar with the local conditions. After years of experience, her temperament will also become more mature." Xu Yang said nonchalantly.

"..." Farosa was uneasy. Shallow Dream, a time controller and the reincarnation of the Chaos Witch Charli Valenta, made Farosa feel exceptionally dangerous.

At lunchtime, Xu Cheng and Bubble came home to eat, appearing cheerful and utterly exhausted after playing.

Not liking crowds, Xu Cheng still made noises with other children influenced by Bubble, who liked interacting with people.

Upon returning home, they were both very polite, paying respects to Farosa to avoid being thrown out, trying their best to behave and appear sensible in front of Farosa.

They were best friends, inseparable, playing together, watching anime, attending classes together, sharing all their youthful times, such friends would become treasures for life.

Farosa also enjoyed peaceful family time at home, finding herself strangely loving this environment. She originally thought it would be boring, but found it very comfortable.

Just like the most ordinary family. With daughters in elementary school, a husband with a 955 job, and herself spending freely at home, happily consuming everything.

Now she missed desperately the home she had established in the Etienne Valley in Gaul, with Madam Medusa and Xu Yang, and her sister Eurelien de Aquilia.

In her memory, her sister had long black hair, attractive features, dark brown eyes, more beautiful than Farosa, with an Eastern flair. Unfortunately, Farosa started fleeing at 12, when her sister was still young, so she could not see what her sister looked like grown up. Her sister would surely enrapture all men after growing up.

The more she missed this image, the more she felt the appearance of Empress Easter vaguely overlapped with it.

So beautiful... just like what her sister would look like when she grew up.

Easter must join this family. Capturing Easter is simple... with Xu Yang... but first, the Seven Seals need to be destroyed, to draw Easter out, and also Xylophia.

To break and defeat the Seven Seals. And to extract the Power of every witch, strong, rare Magic Power. Right, Huang Feng...