What should I do if I find the remote control of the God of Time? (Prologue 1)

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Prologue:

Wang Hui is a shut-in, the kind from Japanese anime. He has a sister, a house, and both his parents are deceased… oh wait, his
father deceased
, but his mother is still alive. Wang Hui's father died in a car accident ten years ago when he was in elementary school, leaving behind a struggling company that barely kept the family afloat. His mother, Lin Jinghan, is a typical strong woman. At thirty-
nine she single-handedly manages the company impeccably and raises her two children alone. Wang Hui's
younger sister, Wang Yue, is two years younger than him and is still in high school. However, because it's a boarding school, she has to live
on campus usually just Wang Hui and his mother, Lin Jinghan, at home.

The cicadas' chirping on summer nights is always annoying. Wang Hui sits in his bedroom with the air conditioning on, playing League of Legends.
The black and white screen reflected Xiao Hui's angry face: "Damn it, why does this Fiora only know how to split push
? The enemy has already pushed down to the inhibitor turret and she still hasn't come back!" Xiao Hui slammed "gg" on the keyboard to surrender,
grabbed the Coke on the table and drank it all in one gulp, then crumpled the can into a ball and said hatefully, "A loser is a loser,
you deserve to stay in Bronze forever! Screw League of Legends, get off my computer!"

Xiao Hui glanced at the time, it was already past eight o'clock, touched his stomach and felt a little hungry, reached for
his phone and dialed his mother's number.

"Hey, Mom, when are you coming back?"

"Honey, Mom's at a cocktail party. Don't worry about me. Just grab something to eat, and
I'll bring you some of your favorite things when I get back."

"Ah, okay, then I'll just go out and grab something to eat with some classmates. You don't need to bring me anything.
Come home and don't drink too much."

"Sweetie, give me a kiss! Mua!"

Lin Jinghan hung up the phone, put it away, and walked back to the cocktail party venue, once again attracting
countless glances from the men present. Speaking of Lin Jinghan, she was definitely a favorite of Nuwa when she created humans. Her skin was so delicate and fair that it was
as smooth as a freshly peeled egg. Her smiling eyes had slightly upturned corners, and every smile and frown was incredibly alluring. Her high
nose bridge and her delicate, smiling lips gave her a mature woman's charm with a touch of girlish innocence. All of this
made it impossible to tell that she was a woman nearing forty.

As for Lin Jinghan's figure, it was comparable to that of a model. Standing nearly 1.7 meters tall, she
was graceful and elegant. A black dress clung tightly to her exquisite and slender body, the thin material
highlighting her large breasts. A delicate diamond necklace around her neck made her long, swan-like neck appear even more graceful, the pendant
dangling into her deep cleavage, tempting one to reach out and test just how deep it went.
Below her slender waist were round, full buttocks, their astonishing curves captivating the eye. The dress, tightly encasing her
buttocks, showed no signs of underwear, further fueling the imagination
;
one wondered if this sexy beauty was wearing no underwear or a thong. The sexy dress only reached above mid-thigh, leaving her two long, sexy legs completely exposed. Without stockings, her legs were perfectly proportioned, making one involuntarily fantasize about the intoxicating sensation of having
such legs wrapped around one's waist. A pair of black strappy high heels accentuated her
delicate , petite feet. The black straps created rings around her ankles, revealing her bare toes. Her ten
perfectly rounded, translucent toes were irresistibly tempting to hold and caress. Red nail polish further
emphasized their whiteness and allure.

Lin Jinghan became the center of attention the moment she entered the party. Some gazes were appreciative, some
admiring , but many more were filled with lustful stares, their eyes fixed on her long legs
and ample bosom as if they wanted to tear a piece of her flesh. Lin Jinghan was used to such looks.
Since she had single-handedly shouldered the company, and many wanted to devour her whole. She had considered remarrying,
but feared marrying the wrong person. Thinking of her young son and daughter, she gritted her teeth and persevered. Now, her son
had done well on the college entrance exam and was just waiting for his acceptance letter, and her daughter had been admitted to a top high school in the city. These two children
were her greatest pride, and she no longer considered remarrying.

Seeing Lin Jinghan enter the venue, various so-called successful people, high-ranking officials, and wealthy individuals surrounded her again.
Lin Jinghan frowned slightly, but after so many years, she was used to such scenes. With a light smile, she stepped forward.

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Xiao Hui received a call from his mother and gave up on any fancy meal plans. In this hot weather, he had no
intention of cooking. He decided to just go out and buy something to eat. Xiao Hui turned off his computer, grabbed a
short-sleeved shirt, and haphazardly pulled it over his head before leaving his bedroom. Sitting on the sofa in the living room, I
called Looking up, I saw a family photo of the three of them hanging in the center of the wall. Since my father passed away
, there hadn't been a single picture of him in the house. My mother was still young when she lost her husband, and my younger sister was still very young;
seeing a picture of my father would inevitably bring back painful memories. This particular photo
was taken when my sister, Wang Yue, got into a prestigious high school. Looking closely, my mother and sister, one tall and one short, looked like they were cut from the same mold. Although I was also a handsome guy, there was a strange sense of incongruity
in the contrast between these two beauties . 　　Xiao Hui quickly tidied his messy hair and pushed open the door. A wave of heat hit him as soon as he stepped outside. He muttered to himself, "What the hell is this weather? This summer is so hot! Thank goodness it rained during the college entrance exams, or I would have died in the exam hall." 　　Arriving at the agreed-upon meeting place, Xiao Hui was about to take out his phone to check the time when he suddenly felt a hard slap on the back . A hoarse 　　boy 's voice rang out, "What are you muttering to yourself about again?" Turning around, he saw it was his best friend from high school, Xiaoming (forgive me for being too lazy to come up with a name again...). He replied irritably, "Why the hell didn't you just kill me?" 　　Xiaoming chuckled and said, "I rushed over because my brother summoned me. I couldn't control my strength, sorry brother. What shall we eat?" 　　Knowing his best friend's personality, Xiaohui replied irritably, "Let's get some barbecue. My mom's busy and there's no one to cook for me. I was so angry from playing a game. Let's have some draft beer on this hot day."

The two walked arm in arm, chatting as they headed to their usual barbecue restaurant. With the weather getting warmer, the restaurant was
busiest, the open space in front filled with chairs, mostly shirtless men drinking
draft beer, creating a lively and cheerful atmosphere. Xiao Hui casually ordered some barbecue and two draft beers, then
started drinking with Xiao Ming. They talked about high school days—which girl in their grade got pregnant and had an abortion,
the bald headmaster arguing with his wife and getting his neck scratched, the principal flirting with which female teacher
, and so on. Every word was a testament to their youth. (These are all legends from my high school days; thinking about them brings back
so many memories, after all, high school life was great…)

Time flies when you're drinking, and before they knew it, it was past eleven. Both were
a little unsteady on their feet , paid the bill, and headed home.

There's an artificial lake in Xiaohui's neighborhood. As Xiaohui was passing by, he suddenly noticed something silvery
flashing on the water's surface. He reached out and scooped it up. Upon closer inspection, it was an oval-shaped object, like a remote control,
metallic but extremely light. It had three slightly recessed buttons with unfamiliar characters written on them. Looking closer,
they suddenly transformed into Chinese characters: "Forward," "Stop," and "Back." Below, in smaller characters, was the name
Cronus (the god of time in Greek and Roman mythology). Confused, Xiaohui casually put it in his pocket and
headed home.

As soon as he entered, he saw a pair of high heels lying askew by the door. Lin Jinghan, wearing a thin
silk nightgown, was lying face up on the sofa. Seeing his mother passed out, Xiaohui sighed and went over.
He nudged her a couple of times, but she showed no signs of waking up. Shaking his head, Xiaohui could only take her back to her room himself.

Xiao Hui reached out and wrapped his arms around his mother's waist. Her skin felt smooth and silky, and his heart skipped a beat. Turning his head, he saw
his mother's beautiful face flushed, her luscious red lips slightly parted, revealing a few pearly white teeth. Her breath,
carrying the scent of alcohol, brushed against Xiao Hui's neck, the warm breath sending shivers down his spine.

Xiao Hui helped his mother to her feet, but his hand involuntarily slid down to cup her plump buttocks.
The fullness and softness of her flesh stimulated Xiao Hui so much that his penis became erect like an iron rod, pressing against his mother's thigh. Her
firm thighs had no excess fat, and the pressure against them brought him immense pleasure.

After taking a few steps with his mother's help, Xiao Hui felt a unique softness against his chest. Looking down, he saw his mother's firm
breasts rubbing against his chest with each step. The neckline of her nightgown could no longer completely
conceal her breasts; one even revealed its areola. Xiao Hui
stared a breathtaking view of snow-white, full breasts, showing no signs of sagging despite her age, and
a deep cleavage that was truly captivating.

Gathering his courage, Xiao Hui reached out and pulled the neckline open slightly. There,
on stood two delicate nipples, erect and proud, like two small, vibrant cherries. He couldn't help but want
to open his mouth wide and take them in. Xiao Hui was stunned by this breathtaking sight, his mouth agape
, drool practically dripping from his lips, standing there speechless.

Xiao Hui was standing in the living room, embracing his mother and feasting his eyes, when suddenly his mother hiccuped. Startled, Xiao Hui
nearly dropped her. He quickly composed himself and helped her into the room.

Once inside, he gently placed his mother on the bed. Looking at the alluring beauty before him, he felt a surge of desire
, yet dared not do anything inappropriate. Incest was a simple matter, but if his mother found out, he would
likely be dead. Xiao Hui stood by the bed, lost in thought for a long time, shaking his head vigorously as if trying to banish the thought from his mind. He
silently turned off the light and left the room.

Leaving his mother's room, Xiao Hui was drenched in sweat from the stimulation. He took off his clothes and headed to
the bathroom , intending to take a cold shower to wash away the sweat and the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

As soon as Xiaohui entered the bathroom, he saw his mother's clothes in the laundry basket. On top of them was
a black lace thong. Xiaohui stared intently at his mother's underwear, his eyes reddening without
him noticing. As if possessed, he reached out his hand…

When Xiaohui regained his senses, he realized he was holding the underwear to his nose and mouth, sniffing it intensely, while
his other hand was already off his pants, frantically stroking his rock-hard penis. Startled, Xiaohui
quickly threw the underwear back into the laundry basket, jerked his hand away from his penis, shook his head, slapped himself
hard , and turned on the tap to take a shower.

After showering, Xiaohui returned to his bedroom, tossed the strange thing he had just picked up from the lake onto the table, and
lay down on the bed, slowly falling asleep. In his dream, his mother was naked except for the black lace thong,
smiling at him. Outside the dream, the strange thing on the table was flashing a pale white light…

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