spirapira
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Reading
17 d, 15 h
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"I already gave her those books to look at ages ago!" Mo Lan let out a soft sigh, somewhat helpless. "She was quite interested at first, but after quickly flipping through all the illustrated volumes once, she refused to look at them a second time. It's not that she doesn't like books, it's just... the world inside books, no matter how brilliantly illustrated, doesn't seem as real or appealing to her as seeing things with her own eyes." "She refused to look again after just one read-through?" Vasida…-
1.2 M • Ongoing
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However, there was one game all four of them could play together and thoroughly enjoy — the very same "hide-and-seek" that Sylvia had been interested in since her egg-baby days and still loved to this day. In this game, the four little ones' personalities were on full display. Tessa always and forever wanted to be the seeker! She seemed to treat hide-and-seek as a physical training exercise and search-and-capture drill. The moment the game began, she was like a wound-up little motor, whooshing back and…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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Ever since Mo Lan had warned her that there might be danger beyond the fence, the little one had only been active within the yard. Once she had finished exploring the yard and found nothing new, she began playing "hide and seek"! Mo Lan held Sylvia and gestured for Zhizhi to push the baby stroller, with Sentai and Clack following along. She walked to the front door of the house and closed the open door. Sylvia: "(°°)?" Weren't they going outside? Mo Lan could easily read the little one's thoughts and…
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Though the four witch babies' limbs were still rather clumsy—soft and floppy, unable to make any large movements—they were born with an innate understanding of Witch language, possessed a basic awareness of things around them, and could clearly express their thoughts. Beneath them, drawn upon the enormous soft mat they lay on, was a "Group Xin Yu" magic circle. All the witch babies lying on the mat could feel each other's clearest, most direct inner voice fluctuations. And so, in the witch mothers'…
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Sylvia began seizing every moment when Mo Lan turned to brew tea, Sentai tended her vines, Zhizhi gnawed on fruit, or Clack polished his camera, to quickly roll behind curtains, under sofas, into the gaps between bookshelves and walls, and even into half-open drawers to hide, then wait for everyone to come find her. Mo Lan and Sentai could always spot her immediately. But upon noticing that Sylvia would sulk in her cradle for a while every time she was "easily" found, Mo Lan had a change of heart and began…
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Mo Lan couldn't help but laugh at the egg baby's sudden mischievous antics. She reached out and gently tapped the eggshell. "What a naughty little one! No bullying Sentai, okay!" The egg baby lay there perfectly still, not moving a muscle, as if the nimble rolling egg from moments ago had nothing to do with her. Seeing this, Zhizhi's curiosity was piqued. Eager to try it herself, she extended a tiny paw and ever so lightly poked the other side of the eggshell with her fingertip. "Gururu—" The egg baby…
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The little one clearly hadn't fully adapted to her new form — having "hatched from her shell," she now had to move using limbs and a torso. In her mind, she still thought she was that egg that could roll freely, unbound and unfettered. After Mo Lan washed her clean, wrapped her in soft, warm cotton cloth, and carefully placed her back onto the plush cushion of the baby crib, she immediately began plotting her next round of "hide and seek." Seizing the moment when "nobody" was around, she took a deep…
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The new sprout emerged, that trembling point of tender green symbolizing not only the tree seed's complete awakening from dormancy, but also marking the establishment of a unique and unbreakable Mana link between it and its future mother. From this moment on, it was no longer a generic "Witch Tree seed," but a life embryo belonging exclusively to her—waiting to be nurtured with love and Mana. The next step was to plant the sprouted seed into prepared soil or a special spatial planting pot. Thereafter,…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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On ordinary days, she was either flipping through 《The Parenting Encyclopedia》 to fill in gaps in her knowledge, tending to the flowers and plants in the front yard garden, or growing fresh fruits and vegetables in the backyard plot. She rarely left the wooden cottage's courtyard. Of course, the most important task each day — the one that absolutely could not be neglected — was to channel Hybrid Mana into the sprout for nourishment according to its needs. At first, the little sprout had a very…
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The four families' courtyards stood side by side, their front yards symbolically separated by low hedges to maintain independent entrances and private spaces, while their backyards connected directly, forming a vast and open shared green space along the lakeshore. This enormous shared backyard had been collectively crafted through their combined spellwork. On the lakeshore near Mo Lan's side, the originally simple fishing platform had been widened and reinforced into a spacious deck that served both…
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