Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
“Call me Father.” After Chen Heng took over Sirin’s initial spot, he did not feed the potato chip to the world consciousness. Instead, he ate it himself as he spoke to the world consciousness.
Sirin said earlier the world consciousness would parrot other people’s words, so a good idea popped into his head.
“Call me Father.” Perhaps because Sirin had toyed with the world consciousness for a long time, the world consciousness’s voice sounded similar to hers, just more hollow.
“Huh? Elder Brother, what are you doing?” Chen Heng’s words stunned Sirin.
Perhaps the world consciousness had listened to her voice for too long and copied her voice and appearance. When it spoke, she felt like another her was addressing Chen Heng as Father.
“Father.” Chen Heng did not answer Sirin’s question. Instead, he continued teaching the world consciousness to address him as Father.
“Father.” The world consciousness was truly obedient. It parroted whatever he said.
“…Elder Brother, are you a pervert?” Although the world consciousness did not feel embarrassed, Sirin did. As Sirin looked at the world consciousness that resembled herself calling Chen Heng Father, she felt uncomfortable.
Chen Heng still did not answer Sirin’s question, as he had noticed a big problem. The world consciousness’s voice changed a little when parroting his words, sounding more similar to him. That would not do. Chen Heng did not want a human figure looking like Sirin calling him Father in his voice.
“Hey, Sirin, talk to the world consciousness again. Advise it to stop repeating other people’s words; it should have its own thoughts. Otherwise, we would just have a parrot at home. That would feel strange. Try speaking to it more; perhaps it will listen.”
A good idea had occurred to Chen Heng just then. Given inspiration, he had to put it into action.
Sirin glanced at Chen Heng, then at the world consciousness. Although she did not know what her elder brother was planning, she did feel it was time to educate this world consciousness.
“You. Don’t just rep
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