The doctor said, use the origin stone to defeat the origin stone

However, He couldn't see the future or existence of this little thing.

When he woke up, he read the memory of the little thing.

Thus, He finally understood that there is also a distinction between genders.

It turns out that there are still feelings.

And the human species.

The word creativity.

Feeling a feeling that he had never experienced before, he distributed his power to the little thing, allowing him to regain his body.

He said his name was Li Jingming.

He didn't know what his name was, but he found the most matching word in his memory.

I gave him a new life, then,

I should be regarded as "mother", right?

For the first time, He had the concept of himself and others.

He who claimed to be a mother also slowly found a concept in his memory that he had never seen before.

beauty and ugliness.

He does not understand what is beautiful and what is ugly.But I can understand that beauty is good.

he will like it.

The greatness who had added the concept of beauty to himself finally fell in front of him with the most beautiful and moving posture in the world.

She slowly touched his body and smiled.

"My name is, Mom. You are, my, child."

"..." The man named Li Jingming turned around silently. "I have a mother."

And, why don't you wear clothes.

She, who has not yet grasped the concept of shame, looked at the person in front of her and turned her back, and the first sentence she spoke to her was a negative sentence.

And so, the world collapsed.

In a very spectacular scene, he finally managed to say, "Mom."

On her face was a smile that she hadn't analyzed clearly yet, keeping the collapsing world still, and hugging the child.

Because, in the concept she got, mother is like this.

Such contact should be relatively normal between mother and child.

At least, that's how she understood it.

Thus, this existence that was too great to be described in words got a child.

The world was recreated by her just because it existed in his memory.

Similarly, she got such a sentence.

"A child is a piece of flesh that falls from the mother's body."

So, she sees her children as part of herself.

Pampering can no longer describe her attitude, no matter how beautiful the fireworks are, they can't compare to her joy.

Maybe this is called "happiness"

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my child, you know what?

You are my everything.

Mom, it's just you.Mom, only you.

So, do you know how much pain I felt when you said you were going to leave?

I've been wondering if I should erase all your memories and leave only the memories about me.

But I still didn't do that.

Because mothers definitely hope that their children have their own dreams and goals to strive for, so that they are promising people.

Likewise, I regret it.

Because ah.

From the very beginning, you have no goal to strive for.

You just need to be by my side, and you don't need to worry about anything else.

Because, you are my child.

I am your mother.

I have the right to have all of you.

You are my everything.

You suffered in that guy's turf, Mom knew that.

Don't be afraid, don't worry.I've come to pick you up.

This time, you will never leave.

Mom is here, waiting for me.

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She herself didn't realize that between the lines of her own words, there were thin traces that were invisible to the naked eye.

Maybe she knows, but doesn't want to know.

……

Those traces can be seen with a magnifying glass of infinite magnification, and they are all three words.

"I love you"

No.30 Seven days, I don’t know what to name it, so I got it like this

There are many weirdnesses on Terra, perhaps little-known, perhaps famous, but they really exist.

In this land, in that unknown sea.

Like Kazdel's breathing royal city, like General Winter of Ursus, like the pack of wolves in the legend of Syracuse.

Like, a fat penguin.

Penguin, who was looking for new fun, came to Syracuse and this city as he wanted.

He accidentally saw a person here, and in his small black eyes, he saw a person bound by twisted and muddy shackles.

And the pure black clothes on his body, with a very sharp sense of death.

He couldn't help paying attention to his whereabouts, not because he cared about him, but because he simply wanted to see what kind of existence this guy was.

As for the small fights of the family next door, what's so interesting about that.Isn't this kind of thing often happening in Syracuse, big and small families will be replaced slowly, and only those who conform to the times can survive.

If you can't understand all this and want to resist the torrent alone, then you should become sand grains that sink to the bottom in the river of history earlier.

However, the commotion seemed to be quite serious. If the angels in Lateran knew about it, they would have to deal with it like a mouse.

Well, I really want to see the scene where the emotionless robots of Lateran and the killers of Syracuse fight, it will be very interesting.

As he thought about it, the expression on his face that was no different from that of a penguin made it difficult to tell whether it was interest or simply wanting to watch the fun.

Fun is fun, of course, but if he's up against those robots in Rutland, forget it.

He himself is considered to be on the opponent's blacklist, and it would be quite troublesome to be discovered.

Besides, isn't the funniest guy here, compared to the boring guys?

I really didn't expect that there was such a guy here.

He found a house nearby, and at night, when he was tasting wine in the face of the moon, he saw killers slowly appearing everywhere.

For him, this happened to be a very suitable appetizer.

Of course, no matter what the outcome is, this penguin will not make a move.

Fun is fun, but not enough to make him want to end it.

With a little expectation of watching the fun, he watched the bell ringing at noon, and those little mice rushed out impatiently.

Oh oh oh!The little mice drew their knives.Let me see what kind of guy you are.

His expectations were indeed met.

The fat penguin looked at the very abrupt tree like a living monster, waving something like a thick vine, and solved all the intruders.

He admitted that his interest was aroused at that moment.

I can't help but want to know who that guy is.

If possible, I would like to chat a few more words, talk about everyone's life, talk about aspirations and goals, and scold this fucking world.

What a pleasure.

My great emperor has friends all over the world, as long as you clink glasses with me, then we are friends.

As long as you don't have a conflict of interest with me, then we will be friends.

However, making friends is also about timing.

Sending charcoal in the snow when the other party needs it, isn't it much more profound than ordinary meetings like usual?

Texas looked at the penguin who was slowly walking into the shadow of the alley, his cold eyes were already looking for the opponent's flaws, the places where he could kill with one blow, and the opponent's possible accomplices.

Intuition told this experienced lady killer that it might not lead to good results if she did it lightly.

Seeing the vigilant Luper girl, the black and white penguin shook his hands, indicating that he was not malicious.

Texas was unmoved.

Perhaps, this is just a trick to confuse people.

On the battlefield of life and death, there is no morality at all.

Laplande, who had a keen sense of smell, also smelled something different.

Miss White Wolf was still in the doctor's arms. She stood on tiptoe and looked in the direction of Texas.

The black and white penguin noticed the white-haired girl's gaze and shook his hand at her.

Disturbed, Laplande patted the doctor on the back, let go, and stepped in front of him.

"What's the matter?" Miss White Wolf's tone was cold and firm, and Texas in front slowly stepped back, slowly pulling out the Origin Stone sword.

This attitude speaks for itself.

"..." The doctor walked slowly from behind, but was held tightly by Laplande.

If you agreed to protect him, then you wouldn't let him take risks.

The captured doctor looked at the funny penguin and patted Laplande on the shoulder.

"Let me talk to him."

"No." The very tough girl refused.

"..." The doctor asked the penguin over there, "What's the name?"

Finally got the chance to speak, the fat penguin replied to the doctor's words with a deep bass.

"Hi, I'm a rapper," he said, tugging at his hood.

"You can call me Great Emperor."

"..."