The Mary Sue is a character archetype in fiction, usually a young woman, who is often portrayed as inexplicably competent across all domains, gifted with unique talents or powers, liked or respected by most other characters, unrealistically free of weaknesses, extremely attractive, innately virtuous, and generally lacking meaningful character flaws.
Usually female and almost always the main character. A Mary Sue is often an author’s idealized self-insertion, and may serve as a form of wish fulfillment.
Where did she live?
Every time he wanted to find her, he was like a headless fly, not knowing where to find her.
What he wanted to ask today was forgotten because he was very happy. When Manager Wang chased her out, he could not find her anymore.
When Bei Yutang returned home, Xiao Zimo had not returned yet.
She cooked his favorite braised pork, stewed pork trotters with radish, and a plate of steamed whole fish. When Xiao Zimo came back, her last dish was just ready.
As soon as Xiao Zimo walked to the door of his house, he smelled the fragrance wafting from the yard.
As he pushed the door open, he shouted in the direction of the kitchen: “Mom, what are you cooking for today? It smells so good.”
Bei Yutang walked out of the kitchen carrying the whole steamed fish and said with a smile: “These are all your favorite dishes. Wash your hands and we can eat.”
“Um.”
Xiao Zimo looked at the dishes on the table and found that they were all his favorites. Although he looked happy, he was still a little worried in his heart.
Halfway through the meal, Xiao Zimo raised her head and looked at Bei Yutang with a hint of worry in his eyes.
“Mom, is your illness coming back again?”
Bei Yutang saw the worry in his eyes and stretched out her hand to touch his little head, “Yeah. Xiao Mo’er, don’t worry. Mom’s illness is fine. It will get better in a few years.”
“Will it really get better?” Xiao Zimo looked at her with bright eyes.
“Yes.”
Xiao Zimo was immediately happy. He didn’t like to see his mother lying motionless on the bed. He felt very bad. He always felt that his mother would leave him at any time.
After dinner, Bei Yutang saw that the little guy was still not sleeping. His eyelids were obviously fighting, but he just didn’t want to fall asleep. She knew his little thoughts, but she didn’t point them out.
It was just heartbreaking to see him so sleepy but trying so hard to stay awake.
Bei Yutang placed her hand on his chest, patting it gently while humming a little tune.
Listening to the lullaby, Xiao Zimo could no longer resist the sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.
After the little guy fell asleep, Bei Yutang began to enter the mission.
[Teleportation countdown— Ten, nine, eight…]
When Bei Yutang opened her eyes, the surrounding area was completely white and there was nothing.
What was this place?
“System, is it safe now?”
[Safe.]
“Accept information.”
[Information transmission.]
Bei Yutang sat cross-legged.
This time, she received the information faster and more comfortably than she had imagined. In the past, when she received information, her head would feel tingling, but this time she didn’t feel anything at all.
A quarter of an hour later, all the information was received.
Bei Yutang’s brows were tightly furrowed, and for a moment, she was unable to digest everything she saw.
The plane world she was in now was a plane inhabited by humans, cultivators, demons, monsters, and beasts. There were boundless and vast continents and oceans with no end in sight.
The area here was the sum of all the planes of the world she had experienced. No, it was even twice as large as the sum.
No one knew how big it was, no one could explore the entire world, and not even the most powerful cultivators who stood at the top of this world could do it.
Cultivators, as the name suggests, is a person who has practiced cultivation.
Their purpose is to cultivate and become immortal.
Among the hundreds of millions of people, only a small number of people are qualified to practice. In the world of cultivation, the standard for measuring qualifications is whether the person has spiritual roots.
Even if they have spiritual roots, they are still divided into different levels.
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