The Main God’s Little One Goes Viral in Infinite Flow [Infinite]

[Complete] (There is no anti-piracy threshold for this novel, so feel free to skip chapters or arcs and read whichever parts interest you.) Mengmeng died in a car accident. She hit her head in the crash and lost her memory. Mengmeng couldn't remember who she was, only that she had no mom or dad. She wanted to find them. The [Nightmare Live Stream] automatically accepted qualified challengers. When four-year-old Mengmeng handed over her identity badge... The Core: ? Is there no entry requirement for our infinite-flow game at all? Even a four-year-old can join? Mengmeng found her parents in the infinite-flow System called [Nightmare Live Stream]. Not just her parents, either. She also found her grandparents, maternal grandparents, and older brothers and sisters! Her family told her that an evil villain called the Lord God had sealed them inside the System. The Lord God was so bad! Mengmeng hated him so much!!! The entire sealed Ghost Clan, all villains who took pleasure in killing and sought the destruction of the world above all else: ... Could it be that you're the Lord God? Four hundred years ago, a traitor infiltrated the Ghost Clan. The traitor entered the belly of the Ghost Princess by reincarnating. The Ghost Clan eagerly awaited the birth of their future little princess, but the moment she was born, the Lord God's light enveloped the Ghost Realm, sealing the entire Ghost Clan on the spot. Now that Lord God had appeared again. She was only four years old, slow-witted and clueless, and prone to crying. She claimed to have lost her memory and said she was looking for her parents. It had to be a conspiracy! The Ghost Clan at first: "Who's her mom or dad? She's not our daughter!" "She's not our little sister, either!" "She's not our granddaughter, either!" "If she dares come here, she won't leave! Kill her! Grind her bones to dust! Make sure she can never be reborn! We have to get revenge!!!" The Ghost Clan later: In a terrifying, gloomy school for the supernatural, a headless teacher lectured at the front of the classroom. He asked students questions at random, and ate any student who couldn't answer. Mengmeng fell asleep in class. She suddenly heard screaming and opened her eyes to look. A cool, jade-white hand that smelled of flowers covered her eyes. Then the hand cupped Mengmeng's face, and she saw her mother. Half asleep, she murmured, "Mom?" The Ghost Princess gently gathered the little Lord God in her arms and kissed her cheek. Her voice was soft and tender. "You'll catch a chill sleeping here. Go sleep in Mommy's office." In the gloomy, bone-cold skull castle, the butler set plates of human flesh before the challengers. He checked whether the guests had cleaned their plates. Anyone who wasted food would be made into the next dish. Mengmeng didn't want to eat meat. She wanted milk. Lost in the castle, she saw the back of an elegant, distinguished man and asked cautiously, "Uncle, do you know where the kitchen is? Mengmeng wants to buy milk from the chef uncle, but she only has five yuan and sixty cents in her pocket. Is that enough for the smallest bottle of milk?" The pale, icy lord of the castle turned around. Mengmeng stared at him in disbelief. "Dad?" The Ghost Clan's Marshal led the little Lord God into his room. He lifted a black cloth steeped in ghostly energy from the center of the room. Beneath it was a mountain of Wangzai milk cartons. He lifted his daughter into his arms and patiently told her a story as they drank their milk together. "And from then on, the prince and princess lived happily ever after..." At the hospital at midnight, Grandma, who was the Ghost Clan's revered Mother Goddess, secretly took Mengmeng to the pediatric ward to play on the slide. On the man-eating beach, her older brother, the Ghost Clan's crown prince, blew up a rubber raft himself and took his little sister to watch man-eating sharks jump through hoops of fire. Her older sister in the ancient town in the deserted village... Her grandfather in the subway station late at night... Every time Mengmeng entered an instance, it felt like she was coming home. There's been a rumor going around the Transit City lately. "Did you hear? There's a challenger who's cleared seven instances in a row, and every single one was a perfect run. She's incredible!" "I heard. Her name's Mengmeng." "What? Mengmeng? That's such a weak-sounding name." "??? Weak? Go out and ask around. Who does the Nightmare Live Stream belong to?" A thoughtful little reminder: The little Lord God sealed the Ghost Clan away to protect them, not to destroy them. So this is a story about mutual familial love! (Blurb archived on March 6, 2023) Upcoming Novel 1: The Immortal Venerable's Little One Goes Viral Across the Stars. Please add it to your reading list! Yun Xing was the greatest genius of the immortal path. From birth, she could sense the Heavenly Dao. While others struggled to cultivate, she cultivated just by breathing. At a young age, she had already reached the pinnacle. The old Immortal Venerable treated this last disciple like his own child. Before ascending, he left an immortal decree naming Yun Xing as the next sect leader and assigned eight elders to protect her as she grew up. The old sect leader ascended, and Yun Xing went into seclusion right afterward. Once she entered, she never came out. Tens of thousands of years later... Feeling as if she'd only taken a nap, Yun Xing stretched and left her cave, only to find her immortal mountain in ruins. What flew across the sky weren't cranes, but mechs. Eight-year-old Yun Xing: ??? The eight elders were nowhere to be found. But in this interstellar era, there were eight mysterious clans that no one dared speak of lightly. It was said that these eight clans, powerful enough to rule the world and rich enough to rival nations, had been searching for someone for centuries. - After sleeping for so long that she had fallen behind the times, little Yun Xing looked at Blue Star, now a high-risk wasteland planet, and fell into deep thought. She decided to restore her sect! A sect couldn't go without immortal plants. She pulled up a patch of S-rank toxic, murderous vines and set up a spirit-plant greenhouse here. A sect couldn't go without immortal beasts. She caught a few terrifying mutated beasts and put them in the spirit beast garden to see if she could raise them. A sect couldn't go without disciples. The interstellar pirates and rebel officers who'd fled to the high-risk wasteland planet were in good shape and looked suitable as sect servants. She'd consider promoting them to outer disciples after they passed the immortal-path exam. After all that hard work, the sect finally began to take shape! - The latest interstellar military academy tournament was nearing its end. For the final trial planet, the Federation chose Blue Star, an S-rank high-risk wasteland, with 60% toxic vegetation coverage and 300 species of mutated beasts. As soon as they entered Blue Star, the terrifying mutated beasts and the toxic plants everywhere put the military academy students on high alert and forced them to scatter. A team from Imperial Military Academy accidentally ran into an A-rank Gluttonous Beast. Just as they were on the brink of death, a little girl in strange, tattered clothes appeared out of nowhere. She reached out and grabbed the Gluttonous Beast by the scruff of its neck. The Gluttonous Beast whimpered and slowly lay down, nudging the little girl's palm with its head as it trembled in fear. Imperial Military Academy students: ? Viewers across the net: ? A team from First Alliance Military Academy was crossing the Thousand-Foot River when they were surrounded by more than a dozen B-rank Devil Rays. Sweating and at death's door, they saw that little girl in strange, tattered clothes appear again. She rummaged in her back basket and pulled out a fishing spear. The Devil Rays stiffened, then performed a spectacular series of leaps, like carp jumping over the Dragon Gate. They swam away in a neat line, not daring to look back. First Alliance Military Academy students: ?? Viewers across the net: ?? A team from Central Military Academy crossed the perilous forest and accidentally blundered into a group of A-rank man-eating flowers. Out of supplies and with no hope of escape, they saw the little girl in her ragged clothes appear once more... She carried a flower basket, hummed a nursery rhyme, carefully chose her flowers, and started picking them. The man-eating flowers stood perfectly still, giving off a delicate fragrance as they swayed in the breeze to curry favor. Central Military Academy students: ??? Viewers across the net: ??? Wait, what's going on? Who is this kid? What is she doing? And those human-shaped laborers who flashed across the livestream, digging and shoveling the mutated beasts' poop and pee, aren't they some of the most wanted criminals on the Federation's bounty list?! Upcoming Novel 2: My Game Is All the Rage Across the Stars Bai Han was a couch potato, an extremely lazy one. Her dream was to make money without doing anything. After she transmigrated to the interstellar era, she heard about a bigshot who built a full-immersion game and retired at thirty. The game's projected earnings would keep rolling in for a hundred years! I can build games too! I have to seize this road to riches! She accidentally created a hit ancient-style online game that took the whole interstellar world by storm. The NPCs' worldview was realistic, the scenery changes were realistic, the leveling system was realistic. Everything was so realistic! Of course it's realistic. I recreated a cultivation world I'd cleared before. If one game wasn't enough to make me rich for a hundred years, then... After cultivation games, I'll make a city-building game. After city-building, I'll make a survival game... What else is there? "Why not make a romance game?" Bai Han: "...Not happening. Get lost!" # A bigshot who was tormented by a Quick Transmigration System into completing missions across dozens of worlds finally got rid of the System, only to end up in the interstellar era, where she works herself to the bone making games so she can lie flat. # Also known as: When Will I Finally Be Able to Lie Flat? Why Does It Feel Even More Exhausting Than Before? Do I Really Have to Get Rich? The male lead will probably be a background character (that's my guess based on my ability to write romance). Theme: Be happy