Before a radiant sun, the war ceased, for this was Hung Xai's domain.
Chi-Chi emerged.
One large strawberry in her left hand and another in her right.
Hung, let's enjoy strawberries, the big ones.
Chi-Chi exclaimed with excitement.
A girl emerged from the sun.
It was Suzi Han.
Chi-Chi, just call me Xihan, she said, accepting the strawberry offered by Chi-Chi.
Two individuals stood before the grandson, enveloped by a transparent barrier.
Suzan and Chi-Chi perched on a swing chair woven from starlight, indulging in strawberries while engaging in light-hearted conversation.
Have you been to the system garden to pick strawberries again? How did they forbidden you from going there recently? How did you manage to get some? Chi-Chi had her clever methods.
Besides, why shouldn't I be allowed to pick? We had an agreement.
That scoundrel.
Let me tell you, the system has gone too far before we embarked on our quest to the world tree.
It promised me that all the strawberries in the garden were mine to pluck at will.
Just look at how it is now, guarding me as if I were a thief, Chi-Chi lamented.
The two continued their casual banter, relishing strawberries, mocking the system, and sharing hearty laughter.
Suddenly, Chi-Chi inquired of Suzy Han, "Hey, do you have some free time lately? Let us go out and have some fun.
" Suzi Han's expression fell.
She pondered momentarily, counting on her fingers before responding, "Perhaps another day.
My schedule has been rather packed recently.
She proceeded to recount her agenda to Chi-Chi.
Not long ago, she had been busy fishing for moments in the River of Time, still searching for two elusive segments.
It was a challenge as she had only managed to catch the tails without any heads.
She needed to locate those two segments promptly.
However, the future looked promising.
If I continue fishing for another thousand years or so, I should be able to piece together the moments, she added.
Oh, and there is the fake cat.
That foolish feline is quite stubborn.
The waters of time have a corrosive effect on destiny, and it jumped in recklessly to catch the moments.
It's not much different from jumping into sulfuric acid.
By the time we retrieve the fake cat, it had already lost its breath.
Only some threads of fate remained, intertwined with a river of time.
Whether it can be revived now depends on chance.
Continuing, Suzi Han remarked, "Today has been delightful.
Chi-Chi treated me to strawberries.
The day after tomorrow, it seemed the system intended to surprise Sue Xihon in the blue star realm.
Finally presenting the gifts it had prepared, but hadn't te had the opportunity to deliver.
In a few days, the new year would arrive and in the hung realm, Defu and the others were planning to invite Suzhan to join them for the New Year's Eve dinner.
In fact, the system had also invited Suzie Han to watch the multiuniverse New Year's Eve gala live, but she declined, wishing only to wholeheartedly celebrate with Defu and the others.
Suzi Han intended to watch the system s live stream of the gala.
Once the new year passed on the third day, the light cat invited Suzie Han to a gathering where the main members of Blue Star Glory would participate.
Last year, the light had researched the popular game of Interstellar Murder Cards and prepared a new way to play.
this year.
Recently, the light cat had partnered with a reformed merchant, Klein, to earn a substantial sum of money, even co-founding a Hope kindergarten and Hope Primary School to nurture a new generation of divine citizens.
The system had been particularly busy lately.
And Suzie Han had no desire to assist it in its 007 missions.
She provided the system with some energy, offloading the entire burden onto it.
The system was gradually resurrecting the humans who had perished in various timelines of Blue Star, felling the frozen elderly and children, as well as those official personnel who had provided love and hope, falling into slumber as the system ascended to greatness, along with the heroic souls who had fought for Blue Star countless times.
It is indeed a monumental endeavor.
As the system traverses the realms of time and space to trace and compensate the initial victims, Chi-Chi nibbled on sweet strawberries, observing Suzhon as she spoke on various topics playing the role of a patient listener accompanying her.
Initially, the conversation was light, centered around daily life.
However, as the topic shifted to the system, it devolved into a myriad of mundane tasks and trivial matters.
Before long, Chi-Chi felt overwhelmed.
Let us not discuss work any longer.
She thought, "This is my time to relax here.
" In this moment, I wish to savor strawberries and enjoy the gentle breeze, indulging in gossip and light-hearted banter.
In a special side story, on New Year's Eve, Zansen called out, "Slow down a bit.
" As she reached out clumsily, her fingers caught in a moment of uncertainty.
Having taken human form for too long, reverting to her fairy guys felt somewhat disorienting, her movements a tad awkward.
At that moment, her sensitive little head was being held, the breath of Zeissansen tickling her ears, causing her entire being to soften.
Zansen laughed joyfully, swinging from the little tuft to top by Chau's head with wild abandon.
However, Zeissansen was mindful of her playfulness, adopting the smallest fairy form, no more than 10 cm tall and weighing around 30 g, just enough to perch a top by Chiaou's head and swing.
"Yeah, yeah, you promised me that once you ascend to demagod status, I could swing on your little tuft," she exclaimed amidst her frolic.
Little did by Chiaua know how exhilarated Sansen felt uttering these words.
She had long yearned for this moment, reminiscing about the care-free days of her childhood spent clinging to by Chowiwa, cherishing the times she slept at top her head.
On this joyous New Year's Eve, Zeissansen boldly made her request, finally achieving her whimsical aspiration, swinging.
In that moment, Zeissansen transformed into her fairy form while by Chowi appeared as a tiny sprite.
They both returned to their original selves.
Zansen laughing and playing while Bowie though slightly exasperated couldn't te help but smile.
Zansen's delight was infectious bringing joy to By Chaiwea as well.
Munyu observed their playful antics and turned away unable to watch any longer.
Zansen seems to be spoiled by Sister Ya.
She mused now a demigod, a pinnacle of strength among the planting sprites, yet still behaving like a little fairy.
And sister Ya appears to have grown rather peculiar as well.
Meanwhile, Ily remains silent, for she had promised his sansen a ride on her grand kite.
Yet she did not intend to reig on her word.
Spring and summer were manageable.
But now, in the midst of heavy snow and dark, windy nights, it felt inappropriate.
Shifting restlessly, Eli pondered how to respond when Zansen inevitably made her request.
The television was on, broadcasting lively scenes from the temple, its atmosphere jubilant.
Outside, thick snow blanketed the ground and large flakes drifted down from the heavens.
In the hearth, a massive void, fish simmerred enticingly while the oven roasted a bound abyss beast.
In the table was adorned with a variety of fruits and vegetables.
As the camera swept across the scene, Aly spotted numerous familiar faces, including that of her sister.
In front of the lens, Suzi Han raised her juice cup, addressing the countless beings before the first television station of Hungia with a cheerful proclamation.
Happy New Year.
Suddenly, Aly felt herself being tugged.
It was Yuyu, who grasped a Lee with one hand and by Chia with the other.
Come on, let's bring the pot.
We're going to the temple to celebrate the festival with the deities.