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That night, I had a dream.

It was not the nostalgic, complicated world in the fog, the lonely man holding the sword, but this dream gave me a... slightly happy aftertaste, at least at the beginning.

It seems that in a desolate and dangerous world, for some unknown reason, I turned out to be a super big daddy, taking care of ten babies at the same time. I was busy with many things. As soon as I took care of this one, the other one started crying again.

When they were busy running over, the third and fourth ones woke up again, crying loudly, and living a busy life of babies singing every day in a cave that seemed to be very hidden.

The source of food is very scarce. Fortunately, I don’t know who is helping. At least there is no problem with the supply. The world in the dream is too vague. I can’t even remember clearly what the ten babies look like. I just vaguely feel that I and the baby

Our situation seemed to be very dangerous. Looking back, I felt that there were always unscrupulous people trying to harm me.

In the blink of an eye, it seems that many years have passed in the dream world. The ten babies have grown into pink and babbling little girls. They are very bearish and jump up and down every day, like monkeys. I originally thought I could breathe a sigh of relief.

I was even more anxious, and my situation was not much better than when they were babies. Anyway, what I remember most clearly is how busy I was.

Fortunately, although the little girls are all very naughty and have to kick the quilt back and forth ten times while sleeping, which almost makes me catch a cold, they at least listen to me and tell them not to do this. They will be obedient immediately, but

The effect lasts for a short time. After a while, I forget about it and start playing with it again.

At this time, there was a brave man who had already taken his sisters with him. When I wasn't paying attention, he slipped out and ran rampant in the neighborhood. Although our situation still seemed very dangerous, I still remember clearly that I was in the dream.

I always nag them, and worry about them every day. However, their nature seems to be like this, and it cannot be described as naughty. I don’t know what is going on. The information in the dream is too vague, but I only vaguely know it.

, this is their instinct and something that cannot be stopped.

A few years later, the little girls finally grew up into little lolita, and their destructive power grew day by day. At this time, our situation became more delicate, and we could no longer continue to live in the place where we had been living for several years, because

The little lolita were causing trouble everywhere, attracting the danger I had been worried about, and they were finally discovered, so they seemed to be living a life of wandering and running for their lives.

Several times I thought the group was going to be wiped out, but I don’t know if it was my luck (actually, it doesn’t matter if this option can be crossed out), or the tenacity of the little lolita who escaped from death time and time again. I already had the skills and mischief

The little lolita with matching abilities and fighting skills, after being tempered again and again, just like the protagonists in the novel, grew up in difficult situations. After death, they had an epiphany and became more and more powerful. I could only watch them fight from the sidelines.

, can't be of any help.

It was also at that time that I clearly remember that in the dream I sighed with loneliness and relief: The children (women) have grown up. Those vigorous, flexible and powerful skills are exactly what they are flapping their wings.

The heroic figure of jumping up from the bird's nest and flying into the sky.

In this way, they lived a life of fugitives who were protected by the children. A few years later, they finally became the giant eagles dominating the sky. I don’t know when, there were no pursuers behind them. I don’t know when, they were already there.

He chased his opponent and killed him.

I don’t know when, in my mind, the ten babies who were still crying for food have become proud and majestic girls. I don’t know when, they seem to have a noble status, and there are no other girls wherever they go.

Anyone can stand in front of them and raise their head.

When the chicks grow up, they will eventually leave their parents and make the world their home. The self in the dream has also ushered in this moment. I can’t remember what the opportunity was. Under the suffocating upbringing of myself, who has never been a father, these ten people have become

The girls who grew up and possessed extraordinary means and strength that far exceeded my father, left one by one without saying goodbye, without even leaving a note.

Maybe, my mission in this life has been completed, and I have no regrets. I just disappear silently. Maybe this is my next destiny. However, even if I am under the Nine Springs, I can still fight for myself, not for my ten children.

I am proud to have witnessed the growth of ten girls who have the template of the protagonist. Their achievements along the way made me dare not use the word "raise" as a blasphemy, because apart from taking care of them, I never taught them anything.

Useful knowledge has paved any road for them and helped them solve any difficulties. All the achievements they have achieved are all through their own efforts.

It's like a pauper and illiterate who was so poor that he couldn't even pay for school fees. He was lucky enough to adopt ten self-taught talents, and finally became a queen with extraordinary talents and wealth through her own hard work.

If the dream ends here, then everything will be happy and perfect. However, Duke Zhou obviously does not intend to let go of me, a quasi-tragedy emperor, so easily, and let me have a perfect dream.

The dream is still going on, and I don’t know how much time has passed. I am an incompetent mortal, my behavior is capable of jumping into the street, and I am still tenacious. I don’t know why I am living. One day, I thought I would spread my wings and leave, but I ended up very far away from myself.

The girls from far away finally returned.

And they came back one after another, and they were all back in the blink of an eye.

Over the years, they ran away from home and through unremitting efforts, they finally achieved extraordinary achievements. I can’t remember exactly what they were. I just have a vague feeling in retrospect that it must be something that I could not imagine.

The arrogant and noble temperament that once emerged from their cocoons is now like a fish jumping over a dragon's gate, forming a domineering aura that they would rather give up than anyone else. I think this can no longer be described as mature.

The daughters who have transformed and feel strange to me have only one purpose in coming back. Although I have never given them much kindness, they seem to be filial and never forget it. In order to repay this kindness, they want to take me to the territory they worked hard to build.

On life.

Hmm... It seems so. After all, it is just a dream. It is not easy for me to remember so much content. How many people completely forget the content of their dreams as soon as they wake up.

My daughters remembered their old kindness and wanted to support me in their old age. Naturally, I, as a father... no, just an incompetent and poor adopter who couldn't give them any help, felt grateful. But at this time, a problem arose.

I have ten daughters, but I can’t decide which one to live with. Which one should I live with? Living with one for a year? Although it’s a good idea, I can’t open my mouth.

Because as I said just now, my daughters are no longer the cute and smart little girls and lolita that they were in those days, although they were naughty and mischievous, but they were very obedient to my words.

They already had a majesty that they could not resist and a will that could not be disobeyed. After learning that no one would give in, the next second, the originally happy family fell apart. The ten sisters who had been naughty together and fled to the world turned against each other. In order to

Issues such as providing me with old-age care have triggered shocking chaos and chaos.

In the dream, it seemed that because of their anger and fighting, the whole world was shattered, mountains and seas were turned upside down, and the whole world was wailing, like a hell on earth.

At the end of the dream, with strong self-blame, the cowardly self chose to escape and disappear silently...

I woke up with a start. I sat up from the bed suddenly, gasping for air. I wiped the wet cold sweat from my forehead, feeling lingering fear from this realistic and weird dream.

What? Who wants to warn me through such a dream that my dad, Halo, must die?

After forcing my eyes to take a deep breath for a while, I gradually calmed down, and planned to ask Evelina what this dream was about. Was it a weird dream like a world in the fog, or was it just a random dream created by me because of certain things?

One, as the saying goes, think about something every day and dream about it at night.

For example, because I heard the story about the ten kings of hell told to me by the evil dragon Rena, then, under the control of my loli control attribute, the ten kings turned into ten young girl lolita, as dreams.

The owner himself shamelessly fabricated the identity of a loli adopter and lived a happy life.

Human beings are sometimes complicated, but most of the time they are easy to understand, especially for a fool like me who can see through them at a glance.

I patted my chest to soothe my slowly cooling heart. My mind finally returned to reality from the dream, and then I felt something warm and soft in my arms.

When I looked down, I saw a naked ghost girl lying in my arms, with her arms hanging around her neck. Even my sudden awakening and sitting up did not wake up the sleeping little saint.

You little lazy pig saint, you slept peacefully and have no idea what kind of weird and bizarre dream your knight had.

Seeing the sweet sleeping face of the little ghost, I felt a little jealous. This jealousy made me jealous. I first rubbed the little saint's face. The touch was as good as ever. Well, even if I rub it like this, it still feels good.

Don’t you plan to wake up? Well, try another place?

After trying it again, I said that I still underestimated the little ghost's sleeping attributes.

So, what should we do?

I carefully put the little ghost on the bed, stared at her sleeping face, lowered my head and pondered for three seconds, then an idea flashed in my mind, and I clapped my hands.

Got it!

Look at my Wu’s exclusive bed-crying special move, the Armstrong cyclotron acceleration and rear-loading Armstrong cannon, let’s go!

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