Creating Heavenly Laws - Chapter 166

“Elysia, why are you always subtly asking about how Michael's doing?”“Oh? Do I? Maybe it's because he was the only Herrscher in our era who fought for humanity! He was both the First Herrscher and a human named Michael. Yes! That's definitely it!” Facing Mei's question, Ellie just offered a faint smile.“What about Mobius?”“Tch!” The green-haired little girl snorted dismissively, turning her head away.“Who else?” Mei covered her face.“Pardo?”“W-w-what! Kalpas is clearly very concerned about Boss Michael too!”“Get lost!”“Kevin?”“It's not entirely what you think. He has a much more important meaning to us—a family member we promised to walk towards the future with.”-----True Love Warrior Protagonist, Not very Mental stable Protagonist, Pessimistic Protagonist, Anti-Hero Protagonist, Crybaby Protagonist, Michael x Elysia. Oh, Michael... Don't come here; I'm just writing nonsense.

There is a very strange restaurant in the City of Sin.

Five years ago, she was the biggest joke in Haishi! Seven months into her pregnancy, she discovered that the man from their passionate night was not her husband-to-be.The man she deeply loved was already having an affair with her sister...Five years later, she returned for revenge with her adorable genius child.To her surprise, the father of the child turned out to be the most powerful man!From then on, she became the most envied woman in the world!Tycoon Qi declared arrogantly: “You hired me for a hundred thousand, now I'm yours for life!”Princess Tian Tian clung to her leg: “Mommy, you've avoided me for five years, but you're finally back to take responsibility!”Prince Momo showers his mom with affection: “Mommy, here's my bank card, spend it as you like”Genius Yuan Bao complained pitifully: “Beauty Ling, you're not favoring only me anymore!”

Perhaps the paintings in a museum are subjected to more nonsense than you would hear anywhere else in the world.The language that comes out of an artist’s life is the painting itself. It contains the most ordinary lives that know failure, desire, recoiling in fear, and compromise.Learning is about understanding that language. We miss much of what the paintings speak because there is no way to ask the long-dead painters about the philosophy of their lives.In an alleyway in the residential area of Jongno, there’s a peculiar art gallery. This place enables us to transcend such limitations. By sheer coincidence, I ended up visiting that place and began living an entirely different life.