[Female-oriented infinite-loop adventure] [No romance] [Subverting expectations] [Feel-good power fantasy] [Unhinged]
Other people enter instance worlds with cheat abilities and legendary artifacts.
I enter infinite instance worlds with my mom, and she yells at me the whole time.
Thanks for asking. I’m in an instance, getting yelled at right now.
She has no morals, only a short temper. She knows no shame, only self-adoration.
She’d rather make the whole world suffer than swallow even the slightest insult.
The other players envy my good fortune: my mom comes along to help me clear the instances.
I cried. “You want this ‘good fortune’? I’m being tortured by her! I’d rather die!”
But soon I realized that in these instance worlds, my mom was the one to rely on.
The rule-bound NPCs flee in terror when she throws herself on the floor and makes a scene.
The emotion-controlling BOSSes question their entire existence after she argues them into circles.
At last, it dawns on me: if she can make my life miserable, why can’t she do the same to this lousy instance world?
“Mom! Go crazy! Break this instance into pieces!”
Later, the System hurriedly posted an announcement in the middle of the night.
[Chinese aunties are strictly forbidden from becoming instance players!]
I’m dead. My mom isn’t a player. She’s a rampaging creature I brought along.
Where’s the next unlucky instance? Get ready to die!
