[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres":3,"chapter-daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-61":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Daily Life in a Multiverse: My Superpowers Refresh Every Season",{"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},2295847,4491,"Chapter 61","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-61",61,"\u003Cp>“This time was a special case; it definitely won’t happen again…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiao Weidong forced a awkward, painful smile—meant partly for He Chen, but more so for himself, trying to pep himself up to avoid constantly imagining the nightmare scene of his own little cabbage willingly offering itself to a pig.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he finished speaking, meeting He Chen’s utterly skeptical gaze, his face collapsed and the smile vanished: “ Xiao He, do you think I’m being optimistic?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Optimism is the trademark of sitcom characters! That’s not strange!” He Chen didn’t answer directly, but teased instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you think will happen?” Qiao Weidong’s expression turned bitter; though he didn’t want to hear it or even think about it, as a father, he had to prepare himself, no matter how painful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had watched “My Own Swordsman” and found it incredibly good; the thief Bai Zhantang’s appearance made him feel deeply connected, and Old Bai essentially had a daughter, Xiao Bei, a classic troublemaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In every way, she wasn’t as excellent as his own precious daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Troublemaker Xiao Bei caused all sorts of annoying incidents, but in the end, everything always got resolved happily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that wasn’t just because she had a mom who was the best at banter and understanding; it was also because Xiao Bei herself was tough and resilient, able to bounce back quickly from every fall and scrape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that was a comedy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As someone who had struggled through half a lifetime in society, Qiao Weidong knew reality was never a comedy—it was mostly tragedy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His precious daughter Qiao Yingzi wasn’t as tough as Troublemaker Xiao Bei; she was more obedient, but far more fragile psychologically, unable to withstand such turmoil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, she wouldn’t have done that thing in the planetarium right in front of them!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t be too optimistic; prepare yourself mentally!” He Chen shook his head. “You’re no match for Qiao Yingzi’s crazy mother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if you realize Qiao Yingzi’s emotions are already on the edge of a cliff, there’s very little you can do!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because no matter what you do, Qiao Yingzi’s mother will absolutely refuse—any slight resistance from you, and her extreme emotional instability could make her do anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiao Yingzi will either obey her mother, then suffer silently, Biequ  to the point of madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or she’ll resist even more fiercely, pushing her mother into even greater madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is a war over maternal authority!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You and I are much the same—just catalysts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...” Qiao Weidong listened to the earlier words; though harsh, they were undeniable truths that struck right to his heart—otherwise, why, with senior year already here, would he go through all this trouble to get closer to his daughter?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it really because, as his ex-wife claimed, his daughter had grown up so outstanding that he was now coming to pick the fruit?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fruit was his daughter’s best friend—he wasn’t a pervert... even if his mindset was young... even if he wanted to find someone younger, he’d only go for someone like Xiao Meng, who was ten years his junior—still over ten years older than his daughter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impossible!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t stupid; his daughter was about to turn eighteen, and senior year was the most critical time—whether he fought for her a year earlier or later didn’t matter much; it was always better to wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason he kept showing up at her door, shamelessly, and secretly renovated his old house in the same neighborhood, and went to great lengths to keep his young girlfriend out of that house, was because he too sensed his daughter’s condition was off—he wanted to give her a safe harbor, a refuge from being driven mad!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His ex-wife Song Qian really did have mental issues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never mind the scandal of her affair—he still didn’t accept it—but looking back, as her boyfriend and husband, he’d actually been treated like a son!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a way, he could be considered Yingzi’s ‘older brother,’ the one who had quarreled with her mother and run away from home—no one understood Yingzi’s feelings better than he did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Chen was right: unless they completely broke ties, fought to the end, and settled the matter once and for all, Song Qian’s warped mind would inevitably drive people to madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the logic was sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what do you mean, “you and I are the same”?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m her father—how can you be the same as me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, Qiao Weidong’s gaze at He Chen clearly conveyed: “You shameless bastard!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But He Chen understood his look, smiled warmly, utterly unconcerned, took the gift Qiao Weidong had given him, and left for home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiao Weidong watched him go, thinking how wonderful it would be if his daughter had such a mindset.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He decided: from now on, their weekly gathering would replace Fang Yuan with He Chen—the one who was more compatible (tou yuan).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be held the day before he met his daughter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since He Chen couldn’t drink, fine—he wouldn’t drink!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just have a good meal, learn more about the youth and his daughter’s situation from He Chen, who is so mature and insightful that he can act with precision and better ease his daughter’s dangerous emotions—far better than the roundabout, three-turn inquiries about his ex-wife’s movements through Fang Yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Qiao Weidong taking action, Song Qian wouldn’t remain passive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when Qiao Yingzi returned home after evening self-study, she immediately sensed something was off—and when she looked closer, her scalp prickled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The living room had been transformed into a miniature planetarium lecture hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How’s it feel?” Song Qian walked over with a beaming smile, showing off proudly. “Did you get the vibe?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What vibe?” Qiao Yingzi’s smile vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Does my setup have atmosphere?” Song Qian smiled. “Last weekend at the planetarium, Mom heard your speech and was so proud—and I had so many reflections. This volunteer work is actually great: it enriches your knowledge, hones your speaking skills, and builds your confidence and expression. Mom supports you...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiao Yingzi, like He Chen, knew a “but” was coming—but unlike He Chen, she dared only think it inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And her mother, of course, delivered the twist: “But the planetarium is too far—round trip takes half a day!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We don’t need to go to the planetarium to be a tour guide!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at how atmospheric my setup is!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She picked up the microphone, tested it with “Hello, hello,” then shoved it into her daughter’s hands, ignoring her complaints of “This is so stupid,” sat herself down in the “audience,” and demanded her daughter give the planetarium speech right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiao Yingzi refused to stand still—Song Qian immediately went on: “Still not atmospheric enough? Then I’ll call my students over—great idea! You practice speaking, they practice listening!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom!!!” Qiao Yingzi finally snapped, screaming as she dropped the microphone, crouched down, and pounded the floor: “What the hell are you doing?!?!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She understood her mother’s intentions perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, on her way home from evening self-study, she’d chatted all the way with her best friend about He Chen and Fang Yifan’s basketball match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though they both pitied poor Fang Yifan, who got crushed, they couldn’t deny He Chen was incredibly handsome—handsomer than ever before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She still had her wits; she didn’t delude herself into thinking she could have anything with He Chen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But undeniably, after the planetarium incident, her feelings toward He Chen had changed slightly—her rationality-to-emotion ratio had dropped from 9:1 to 2:8.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, seeing her mother launch such a massive, blatant operation to “break them up,” she found it utterly unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when her mother made these unilateral decisions for her, ignoring her clear unwillingness—it made her feel like she was about to go insane.\u003C\u002Fp>",1281,"2026-06-20T05:35:49.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","910c0f5f157f8eef4dc7b934e7e404a791547eba6f313be9221eee4204c3e901","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-62","daily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-chapter-60",883,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdaily-life-in-a-multiverse-my-superpowers-refres-cover.jpg"]