[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-becoming-a-god-through-horror":3,"chapter-becoming-a-god-through-horror-becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-45":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Becoming a God Through Horror",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2273588,4441,"Chapter 45: The Lawsuit Arrives","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-45",45,"\u003Cp>Before Louis arrived, Mary was taken by Evelyn, who had been granted visitation rights, to MIT in Boston.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, Mary saw the seven Millennium Prize Problems in mathematics, and the only mathematician who had proven one of them—Grigori Perelman—hung on the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know? Your mother nearly solved one—a mathematical problem of major significance in physics.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Couldn’t Mom solve it either?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mary stared blankly at the seven plaques and said something that made Evelyn smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Maybe I’ll hang here one day too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, my child.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially now that I’ve obtained that peculiar thing that saves geniuses time—believe me, Mary, Grandma will lead you to the peak and make your name known to the world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evelyn smiled at the corner of her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two met their target: MIT PhD Seymour Shankland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, this was actually Evelyn’s test—to get Mary into MIT.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, Mary had exceeded the goal: she not only solved the problem, but also pointed out its error.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Seymour asked why she hadn’t told him earlier that he’d made a mistake,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Frank said you shouldn’t casually point out elders’ mistakes—no one likes someone who thinks they’re clever.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This drew laughter from everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mary didn’t understand; she didn’t know why they were laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, Evelyn, Mary is truly a genius—I can guarantee her admission to MIT.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time quickly moved to five days later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In court, no one expected Evelyn to summon Mary’s biological father—a man named Pollard—who naturally submitted custody to Evelyn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both sides launched fierce verbal attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Budebushuo ， Suiranfulankemeiqianqingdalvshi ， Dantazhaodezheweiheirenlvshishilihaishibucuode ， Jingzhundeqiezhongyaohai ， Rangduifangyakouwuyan ， Shenzhihaichaofengleyibo 。\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at this computer—just search the name and you’ll find him. And you’re in the same city. For seven years, did you ever actually look for Mary?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, America is so big—I couldn’t possibly search everywhere~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, how ridiculous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Louis was on his way and called Mary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mary was with Child Services personnel, who needed to confirm the child’s wishes and circumstances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mary answered the phone with joyful excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Louis? You’re coming soon? That’s great!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Child Services officer, watching Mary’s bright expression, couldn’t help smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she soon stopped smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? You only have one friend here, and he’s not even your age—a black female neighbor in her thirties or forties?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? You were kidnapped before? Your other three friends were met there, and that Louis you just mentioned was one of them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? You watch UFC fights every Saturday with your uncle and mimic their fighting?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With every sentence, the officer’s face darkened further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the officer left with the materials, and Mary slipped out of the room, glancing toward the courtroom, where the debate was growing fiercer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One side accused Evelyn of neglecting her child; the other accused Frank of jealousy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps lawyers are always orators—they seize opportunities, stir emotions, and sway the judge’s perspective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both sides did this well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no one noticed a small head in the back, watching Pollard weep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The courtroom door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis walked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was startled—how had a child suddenly entered? Did he get lost? Where were the guards?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Florida law permits courtroom spectators, Louis’s young age immediately led everyone to assume he had wandered in by mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello everyone, I’m Mary’s friend. I heard she’s in a bit of trouble, so I came to see. If I’ve disturbed you, please forgive me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind Louis, his driver and bodyguard appeared at the right moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, Louis ignored them and walked straight to the corner, where Mary, still crying, stared blankly as Louis approached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, Mary, why are you crying again? Did someone bully you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Louis, I—I—if I were a father, I would go see my daughter. But I never saw my father. I thought he was gone. But he’s here—he’s in the same city, no phone call needed, he could’ve found me just by following Frank. But he didn’t…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mary hugged Louis, sobbing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis understood roughly what had happened and glanced toward Pollard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the courtroom, Frank, seeing Mary cry, rushed forward desperately—but was blocked by guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when he saw Mary stop crying under Louis’s comfort did he calm down, though he still glared hatefully at Pollard—the bastard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Louis’s driver approached the judge, spoke a few words, and the judge’s expression changed—he nodded. “Cough, cough, let’s continue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Frank’s lawyer began attacking Evelyn for being unfit to care for the child—no childhood, no play, no friends, almost no social activities, and once ran away with her first love, who later accused her of kidnapping…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evelyn immediately rebutted: “Diane wasn’t ordinary. We must acknowledge the difference between ordinary people and geniuses—forcing geniuses to live like ordinary people only makes them depressed and miserable—and it’s a loss to human civilization!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m guiding my child toward a great future, not wasting her talent!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now Mary is a genius too—should we force her to waste her talent like an ordinary child, suppressing herself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No—only by staying with me can Mary walk the right path!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the distant corner, Louis couldn’t help frowning—apparently, even in this so-called free country, there are plenty who want to control their children’s lives!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too domineering!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In America—or rather, in human society—it’s nearly universally accepted that geniuses differ from ordinary people, and the American Child Services places great emphasis on a child’s environment and conditions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now the officer approached the judge, submitted her materials, and voiced her opinion: “Your Honor, I believe neither party is suitable to be Mary’s guardian. Perhaps we should place this child in a foster home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, the hearing was temporarily adjourned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pollard hurried out the door, showing no intention to see Mary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frank rushed to Mary, embraced her, eyes red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Louis gave a signal; the driver nodded and quickly left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since we’ve decided to interfere, we’ll interfere completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",978,"2026-06-19T23:34:28.869Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a84068805b3a321a06c02a19990fb1958507d7f89a61ef5eeb675fdc246ad38b","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-46","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-44",253,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-god-through-horror-cover.jpg"]