spirapira
Stories
9
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5.1 M
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Reading
17 d, 15 h
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June 20, 2026, 7:20 PM. Across the world's major forums, gaming communities, social media platforms, and even some professional tech news websites... almost simultaneously, posts appeared with highly similar content but from different accounts with untraceable IP addresses: 【Revolutionary Immersive Experience! 《Holographic Game: Apocalypse Descends》 Global Open Beta Countdown: 72 Hours! Reserve Now, Limited Edition Game Helmets Free! Global Delivery!】 The timing, the platforms, and the flawless yet…-
1.2 M • Ongoing
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Around Mo Lan's body, an extremely thin yet light-bending layer of high-level Invisibility spell shimmered. Never mind hurried pedestrians—even the surveillance cameras on street corners could only capture a momentary, nearly indiscernible distortion of light and shadow. She stood quietly at the edge of the surging crowd, her calm gaze sweeping over everything before her. Nearly every pedestrian held an AI smartphone. The cars driving along the road were similar in design to those in her memory, though…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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Rapidly destroying Earth's technological products wasn't actually difficult for Mo Lan. A single green Dragon spell, "Civilization Rot," could cause all of Earth's technological products to soften and decay like rotting flesh. The Technology Ghosts inhabiting them would also dissipate in an extremely short time after losing all their host devices and information-exchange environments. But this would cause the entire planet's power grids, water supply systems, medical equipment, transportation networks,…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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The beacon trembled faintly, and in the next instant, a teal beam of light appeared in her field of vision. "Clack! Can you see it?" Mo Lan looked toward Clack in the pilot's seat. Clack tilted his skull to one side, fished a wooden placard from the spatial ring on his finger bones, and held it up — a large "?" painted on its surface. "You can't see it?" Mo Lan turned and called out to Zhizhi and Sentai. "Can you two see it? The teal light!" "Where? What teal light?" Zhizhi bounced up and down, looking…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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Before two enthusiastic Elf mothers who had clearly received Mo Lan's "true teachings," any resistance seemed futile. Mo Lan had merely been sneaking candid shots, but their Elf mothers could actually make them pose! Click! Click click! Shutter sounds rang out one after another. The Elves who hadn't yet dispersed from the area burst into good-natured laughter at the sight. Chieftain Matil watched from a distance, shaking her head, though her eyes were full of warmth and indulgence. She, too, had a magical…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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"Tree Spirit Mother said," Mo Lan spoke softly, a wide smile spreading across her face, "Polly and Dominic's little one is about to be born too!" "Really?!" Celine's eyes lit up. "Then..." Before she could finish, little Vasida, who had been lying obediently in Mo Lan's arms, suddenly began squirming. Her tiny hands gripped Mo Lan's lapel tightly, and indistinct "ya ya" sounds tumbled from her lips. Her green eyes stared stubbornly toward the doorway, her meaning unmistakable: "I want to go!" She suspected…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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From that day on, Mo Lan became a constant presence around young Vasida and young Traci, frequently recording their lives with her magical camera and paintbrush. Countless heartwarming or hilarious moments were captured in photographs and magical paintings. She used the Book of Cards to make several copies of these photos and paintings—some were given to Vasida and Traci's Elf parents, while others were sent to Lilith and Sylph in exchange for photos of them in their hatchling dragon forms. After too…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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Over the following months, Mo Lan was either researching the Thelan-version magical camera or out in the forest collecting magical materials. Since it was inconvenient to use the Book of Cards and cards inside the forest, she made a special trip out of the Emerald Forest to retrieve some Material Cards that were hard to find in the woods. While she was at it, she also contacted Lilith and Sylph. 【Sylph: Vasida and Traci are still inside the life cocoon that your friend condensed? They haven't been born…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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On the night after Mo Lan finished making the Thelan version of the magical camera, Tree Spirit Mother's consciousness echoed in her ears. She quickly grabbed the magical camera and dashed to the outer edge of the tribe — to Celine's treehouse. The treehouse window glowed with bright, soft green light, casting an ethereal shimmer over the tangled vines and hanging dried herbs around it. From inside came voices trembling with excitement: "...The life cocoon seems to be moving..." "The cocoon's color has…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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"It's not a disguise," Mo Lan laughed. "I successfully completed the bloodline atavism ritual. Consider it a side effect of awakening my high Elf bloodline!" "You succeeded? You... really became a high Elf?" Polly's face was full of shock. In her mind, the bloodline atavism ritual and high Elves were nothing more than legends. Mo Lan nodded with certainty. "Heading back to the tribe? I've compiled the high Elf heritage into magic books and brought them back. There's a lot of knowledge about nature magic in…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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