Deducing Godhood from the Fetal Stage

Chapter 11 The World and My Kind

As His voice faded, as if responding to his desire to see more, Jiang Yun's perspective shifted.

The scene before my eyes was pierced.

The mother's belly became translucent, then her abdominal muscles, skin, and that casual T-shirt... The view was like a high-level X-ray scan, peeling away the obstructions layer by layer.

The golden world faded, and for the first time, he looked at reality with these newborn eyes.

Countless tiny, flowing bubbles swirled around Lingjiu's body, some pink with shyness, others blue with trepidation, and still others pale gold with anticipation... They swayed gently, as if a single poke would change them.

As if guided by instinct, the "Eye of the Butterfly Goddess" suggested that he could manipulate these bubbles to change her mind.

He curiously touched a pink bubble, and Ling Jiu suddenly blushed, muttering, "Oh dear, why did I suddenly think of that..."

Jiang Yun was startled and quickly looked away. These eyes could not only see, but also unintentionally stir emotions?

Then, he saw Wei Yun standing in the cultivation room, looking tense. There wasn't a trace of emotion about her. He didn't know if it was because her cultivation level wasn't high enough or if she was simply born without feelings.

Finally, his gaze fell on the third person in the room, or rather, the one who couldn't be simply called a person.

It was a constantly flowing, ever-changing mass of color, but then, as he tried to see it clearly, the color began to recede and solidify.

The dazzling colors faded, the complexity returned to simplicity. What remained was the figure of a girl with snow-white hair, dressed in a black and white Gothic Lolita dress. She looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, only reaching Ling Jiu's shoulder in height, and holding a half-empty can of cola in her hand. Her smile was radiant, and she appeared innocent and harmless.

This is Ling Caixin. His great-grandmother?

A little girl who looks no more than fourteen or fifteen years old?

Seemingly sensing that she was being watched, she tilted her head slightly and looked at him.

Those eyes were crystal clear, devoid of any oppressive force, yet they caused Jiang Yun's soul to tremble instinctively. It wasn't like fear, but rather the natural dizziness caused by the information gap between a lower-dimensional being and a higher-dimensional being.

The moment their eyes met—

"boom!"

As if some invisible gate had been burst open, a massive amount of incomprehensible fragments of information poured into Jiang Yun's consciousness through the newly acquired and still uncontrollable "Eye of the Butterfly God"!

he saw...

Insects in the jungle gradually turn red as a warning to intruders;

Some ferocious beasts gradually turn gray to conceal their form and slowly approach their prey;

We also saw ancient priests smearing ochre on their faces to pray to heaven and earth; and court painters using pigments to distort history...

All colors are expressions, and all expressions are authority.

And she is the end of this road.

The threads of color laws, the ripples of expressed concepts, the fleeting glimpses of the emotions of all beings, and something even deeper and more ancient, like the breath of the universe itself...

Too much. Too chaotic. Too much.

Even if a fetus's consciousness is based on a previous life's soul, it is simply unable to withstand this level of direct observation.

"Well……"

A tremendous sense of weakness and dizziness swept over me like a tsunami. The divine eyes I had just acquired closed automatically, and the all-seeing vision vanished instantly.

The golden butterfly, Wei Yun, Ling Jiu, Dao Jun… all those images had faded away. Only boundless darkness remained, and an immense sense of weakness enveloped him. His consciousness gradually sank, and he drifted into a deep sleep amidst the amniotic fluid.

Ms. Ino, how can your "Butterfly Goddess Eyes" directly gaze upon the Dao Lord's essence? Isn't that going too far...?

Before he fell into a deep sleep, he heard the golden butterfly Ino say:

"Oh dear, too much power isn't good either. Hmm, I need to adjust it."

And another voice, unconsciously annoyed: "Just because he's not your great-grandson doesn't mean you can do whatever you want! A fetus is naturally curious about the world, shouldn't you rein it in!"

After that, the world fell completely silent.

……

"Prepare for a raid on Sector B2!"

"Quickly, I'm coming to help you!"

When Jiang Yun's consciousness resurfaced from the long darkness, it was as if he had a grand yet fragmented dream.

In dreams, there are flowing colors, whispers of meaning, and an invitation waiting to be understood. But the details have become blurred, leaving only a faint, warm aftertaste deep in the eyes, like the light remembered by skin after being scorched by the sun.

"It's all your fault, Niannian, you lost again!"

"If you hadn't attacked before I could use my skills, would I have lost?"

"Anyway, you're just bad. If it weren't for Jiu Jiu and Wei Yun holding up the load, we would have been kicked out long ago!"

Jiang Yun was more cautious this time, slightly restraining his desire to see through things. He only intended to pierce Ling Jiu's belly, so this time he only carefully mobilized a small amount of the power of the 'Butterfly God's Eye'—

The setting was still the living room. He glanced at the clock; five days had already passed. Ling Jiu, Wei Yun, and his great-grandmother in the black and white dress, and… a girl in a pale yellow dress. He clearly sensed that his eyes shared the same origin as hers, making him feel a deep sense of familiarity when he looked at her.

She is Ino.

They were sitting on the carpet next to the sofa, playing games with great enthusiasm.

Strangely, the emotions, aura, and knowledge that had previously unconsciously attracted him to watch disappeared, but as his desire to watch intensified, those things reappeared, and at the same time, his physical weakness began to worsen.

He quickly suppressed his desire to watch.

I understand now. It seems that Ino has put aside the passive observational power of the "Eye of the Butterfly God" and changed it to one that he can actively control.

That's much better.

"Hey, hey, hey, one more round!"

Jiang Yun watched them play this interstellar battlefield survival game, which consisted of a four-person team, and kept losing and losing. After who knows how long... they finally won a round.

Ino threw down the controller and whirled around to hug Ling Jiu: "My god, Jiu Jiu, you're amazing!"

He felt his mother's heart pounding with excitement as she hugged him. "Oh, it's all thanks to Grandma, Grandma Ino, and Steward Wei for their wonderful help!"

Although he spoke modestly, he couldn't hide his excitement.

"You're amazing! If it weren't for your grandma constantly trying to steal the main attack ship, we would have won long ago." Ino kept praising her, and then glanced at Ling Caixin, giving her a disdainful look.

"It's just a game, as long as you have fun, why worry about whether you're good or bad?"

Ling Caixin nonchalantly opened her Coke and took a sip: "Will I lose a piece of flesh?"

After saying that, she gave Lingjiu a meaningful look.

"Just like how good you are at playing games, you are actually quite accomplished in martial arts, literature, art, and other fields. It's just that you lack self-confidence and always care about other people's opinions."

The so-called Dao wisdom is influenced by one's Dao mind, emotions, enlightenment, perception, and logic. If you are always insecure and your Dao mind is unstable, it will cause your Dao wisdom to stagnate.

Even without the influence of this child, your actual Dao wisdom is definitely more than 188.

Go back to school tomorrow.

"Huh?" Ling Jiu was taken aback, and quickly explained, "I...I didn't skip class on purpose..."

"Then it was intentional."

Ling Caixin glanced at her: "I'm not blaming you. Even if you suffer, you might still gain something."

"But you should go back to school and prove yourself to the teachers you're afraid of and the classmates you've distanced yourself from. This will greatly help stabilize your resolve."

After speaking, Ling Caixin's gaze gradually became serious. She grasped Ling Jiu's hand and said, "Jiu Jiu, haven't you noticed that something about this room is different?"

"no the same?"

Ling Jiu was taken aback, then seemed to realize something, and said sadly, "Grandma, are you leaving?"

"Yes," Ling Caixin sighed, "My status is too high, causing my home planet to resemble me. If I stay any longer, Blue Star might become like Linglong Star Sea, a comic book. More importantly, in order to please me, it will automatically distort your consciousness. The final price will be that everyone on my home planet will become my vassals, unable to leave their own path. This is not what I want."

comics?

Jiang Yun, inside his stomach, was startled. With Ling Jiu's prompting, he suddenly realized that the entire villa had transformed into... a two-dimensional world like an illustration.

What's even more terrifying is that if Ling Caixin hadn't reminded him, even with the 'Butterfly God's Eye,' he wouldn't have realized that this world had already become two-dimensional.

This is a distortion at the cognitive level, which makes you assimilated without realizing it and lose yourself.

"Therefore, Grandma cannot stay in this world forever."

Ling Caixin grabbed the umbrella from the corner of the wall:

"Since your mental obstacles originate from your home planet, stay there and overcome these psychological barriers. Experience the joy of success. In fact, you are far more talented than you think."

By the way, these grandmothers can also observe how well the people on their home planet are handling the education system, social security, and public safety.

This will not only help you regain your confidence, solidify your resolve, and increase your wisdom, but also allow you to accumulate merit and elevate your status, which will benefit both of you in your growth.

In short, every action and choice, whether successful or not, has value. What's there to be afraid of? You're only twenty; life is full of possibilities.

With me here, no one can eat you up.

"Grandma..." Ling Jiu's tears welled up instantly, but she desperately held them back.

Whether it's true that there's a predestined connection between mother and son, even though his 'synesthesia' and 'mother-son connection' have failed, Jiang Yun can still sense Ling Jiu's happiness and sadness.

At the same time, Ling Caixin's words also raised new doubts for him.

Children of the powerful cannot be pampered in their own families; they must hone their skills and accumulate merits in society to rise in rank. Is this also due to the "Five Paths and Five Followers" system?