Chapter 803 Fighting for the Red Lantern
Satan had a headache. He realized that he had spoiled his granddaughter too much since she was young!
Actions like stealing a day could only be done by God, and even then, only one day at a time.
His unruly granddaughter suddenly changed in an instant.
"Ah, you are truly too willful!" Satan sighed, "It's all my fault, I spoiled you, made you too powerful, made you dare to do anything!"
Ivy blinked her mischievous eyes, "Grandfather, you must have a way to help me get through this, right? After all, you are Satan!"
"If I don't help you, what can you do? If I don't help you, I'll be in trouble myself!"
Satan sighed, raising his hand, "You should go now, don't come back next time!"
"Grandfather..."
"No need for farewells!" Satan waved his hand, dismissing her.
In the blink of an eye, Ivy and Alexander were back at the villa.
The once playful Ivy couldn't smile this time.
"Alexander, I've caused trouble..."
"Hmm, I know!" Alexander didn't mind at all.
"Satan is angry..."
"I know," Alexander remained calm.
"What should I do?" Ivy pouted, "If God wants to punish me, or my ancestors for eight generations, won't I become a great sinner?"
"It's fine!" Alexander reassured her, "Don't think too much. It's not as serious as Satan said, and Satan will find a way to make up for it."
"Does he really have a solution?" Ivy was somewhat worried.
Thinking back to the time when the eighteen children of the third pregnancy were born and she took a video of them dancing, she had a sudden inspiration.
"God likes to watch cute babies. I'll quickly post the video of the children dancing. Maybe if God is happy, he won't be concerned about this matter."
"You're right!" Alexander picked up a pen and notebook, "Then I'll go and give the children names, so we won't be speechless when God asks."
At the dead of night, while everyone else was asleep.
Ivy tirelessly sent out videos, while Alexander racked his brain to come up with names.
The thirty-six children, in the spirit world, were competing to poke red lanterns on the vines.
By now, two factions had formed. The eighteen children of the first and second pregnancies formed one faction, while the eighteen children of the third pregnancy formed another.
To compete for the resources of the red lanterns, the two factions did not yield to each other.
Originally, the sextuplets Amelia and the duodecaplets Matthew were very excited when they saw their eighteen younger brothers and sisters from the third pregnancy, after all, they were all mommy's children!
Especially the youngest of the second pregnancy's twelve children, he had always been the smallest and really wanted younger brothers and sisters.
Now that his wish had finally come true, he wanted to take on the role of an older brother and dote on his younger siblings.
But who would have thought that because of the struggle for the red lanterns, the younger brothers and sisters would regard him and his older siblings as enemies.
Although these eighteen younger brothers and sisters didn't have Magic Pearls in their bodies, they were born with god-like constitutions. They could speak, sing, and dance from birth, and each of them was physically strong and agile.
In order to become true gods like our mother, he and his seventeen siblings must rely on the Magic Pearl for practice every day. They have to practice for a long, long time before they can reshape their true bodies.
This world is really unfair! The other children felt a little resentful.
Watching a green lantern on the vine in front of them quickly turn yellow, then quickly turn red.
The other children couldn't wait any longer and reached out their small hands, preparing to poke the red lantern.
At that moment, the youngest of the third-born, Little Eighteen, suddenly leaped into the air and agilely rushed over, poking the red lantern in an instant.
After the red lantern exploded, a golden treasure chest floated out.
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