Chapter 52: He's A Mommy?!

Tyler didn't even get a chance to think about the 'mommy' word before all the babies speedily crawled toward him and clung to his feet. Some of the mirror children couldn't get close to Tyler, so they just climbed onto one another and stuck to him like glue.

After seeing this, his entire face went black. Okay, he didn't complain about the mirror babies, but why would they call him mommy?! Did he look like a woman who would feed them milk?! Like hell, he was a mommy!

He really wanted to curse the creator of this world!

Beside him, even Dean couldn't help himself. At first, he tried to hold in his laughter, but after a while, a series of chuckles slipped from his lips.

Tyler turned toward him and glared, saying coldly, "Does it seem very funny to you?"

The male lead coughed to hide his laughter and waved his hand. "Nope, not funny at all." It was hilarious!

Even Adam was biting his bottom lips hard to control her laughter. He didn't really want to die at the hands of Stanley. So it was better to struggle now and control himself than to be murdered brutally. But because he was holding his laughter, his entire face went red, and cheeks bulged.

Just then, a few kids who couldn't reach Tyler no matter what suddenly darted their gazes toward Dean in sync and called out. "Daddy!" And after this, all the mirror kids crawled over to the male lead and stuck themselves to him.

Now the situation was that only two heads could be seen, and their entire bodies were covered under a pile of mirror babies that reflected the whole living room.

Adam knew he should've been horrified after seeing the mirror babies, but the scene before his eyes was so funny that he felt blood coming out of his bottom lips because of biting so hard. At last, he couldn't control and laughed out aloud.

"I'm sorry. I just-" The man with glasses laughed again before wiping the corner of his eyes that were filled with tears. "It's too funny. You're their parents."

"Shut up!" Tyler's expressions were even darker than before when he heard the mirror babies calling the male lead 'Daddy.'

On the other side, the male lead wasn't angry at all. In fact, a smile adorned his face as if he was extremely pleased with the situation. The mirror babies called him Daddy and Tyler their Mommy. It almost seemed like a dream!

After wasting an hour like this, they finally calmed down and started thinking about this particular level. Adam poked the bald head of a mirror baby and sighed. "It seems these babies aren't a way out."

Tyler knew that the mirror babies probably weren't the mirror exit for this world. But this fact was confirmed the moment Adam poked one of the babies with his finger. Then he squinted his eyes and swept his glance at the living room.

The ground was covered with a soft rug, and a round table was placed in the middle. Two ancient-looking couches stood tall on either side, while the third one was placed right beside the fireplace.

This room seemed to remind Tyler of a typical medieval house of an ordinary family. He saw a few paintings, but there were also the very first versions of guns and swords hanging across the walls.

A staircase led them to the first floor, and two rooms could be seen on left and right. The doors were shut, so Tyler couldn't see what was inside it. And it was impossible for him to walk on his own. So he didn't even struggle and faced Adam.

"You go and search the house properly."

Adam knew that Stanley's and Dean's situation wasn't good. So he nodded and took off, searching the entire house bit-by-bit.

On the other side, there was a pin-drop silence between Tyler and Dean. The former was busy ignoring the latter's presence, while the male lead kept smiling to himself and glancing at the 'mommy's' direction every once in a while.

At this time, Tyler didn't have to ponder more about what this person was thinking about. The latter was clearly amused after hearing a series of mommy's and daddy's from these kids' mouths.

Veins popped on Tyler's forehead at that. He took a few deep breaths to control his anger and said, "You, stop thinking."

"Huh? What am I thinking about?" Dean's smile reached his eyes. "Care to explain it in detail?"

Tyler knew that he might end up dying because of anger. So he ignored the male lead and turned his face toward Adam, who was still shuffling through the cabinets. Piles of papers lay on the ground as the man with glasses continued to take out more papers, dumping them on the floor.

"Did you find something?"

But Adam didn't reply as if he hadn't even heard Tyler's words. Seeing this, the latter frowned and asked again. "Adam!"

"Huh?" The person jolted and pushed back his glasses, glancing at Stanley in surprise. "Did you say something? I thought you were talking to Dean."

"Did you find something?" Tyler stressed these words in annoyance.

But as expected, the person before him just shook his head and said, "These papers are just worthless. Most of them are blank, but only a few have ink, but it just feels as if someone had sprinkled a lot of ink deliberately." Then he paused and said, "Upstairs has two bedrooms, and again, I found no clue." He paused again as if he thought about something and said, "I haven't checked the kitchen yet!"

Just when they thought that all the troubles would be solved as long as Adam could find a clue, one of the babies stuck on Tyler's chest started wailing loudly. The cry was so fierce that their ears nearly bled from it.

But that wasn't it. Soon, one by one, all the babies wailed, kicked their feet, and cried depressingly.

The three of them covered their ears. 

What kind of bad luck was this?! First, they encountered the babies who called Tyler mommy, and now they were crying out of the blue! How could they even think about finding a clue when babies were hindering their tasks?!