The first thousand four hundred and eighty-nine chapters in the world(2/2)
"Can I...ask a question?"
The voice is full of childishness, but it has a sense of loneliness and maturity that is inconsistent with this childishness, and even has a kind of old fatigue. Similarly, this childish voice is actually the same as the voice just now, full of greatness.
breath.
Could such a small kid, who has been squatting at home for ten thousand years, be a terrifying and strong man? I was shocked again, and I was so rude just now that I stared at it fiercely. If it was discovered,
I'm afraid it will be blown to pieces immediately.
The other voice fell silent, seeming to acquiesce to the child's question.
"Why was I created?" the child asked with a confused tone.
Although I really want to complain about this issue, I am full of secondary feelings. Just ask honestly why you gave birth to me and why you have to use it.
This word, but the strong loneliness contained in the sound, left me speechless.
And for some reason, it seemed to have touched my soul and created a strong resonance.
Why was I created?
No, no, I can't be influenced by this guy and become a middle-class guy.
After reacting, I quickly shook my head to wipe out the resonance in my heart and broke into a cold sweat.
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Chapter completed!