"nutritious"

Sasha pondered for a moment, but picked a fruit from the disaster tree for her.

"This fruit is very nutritious, try it."

The little guy took the fruit with both hands, and said politely: "Thank you Mama"

Uh

Sasha blinked her eyes, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't correct the little guy's name.

Forget it, Ma Ma is Ma Ma, just to cultivate feelings.

.......................................

"Whose daughter are you with?!"

The next day, when Hill wanted to invite Sasha to watch a play at the Grand Theater, he found the little guy.

"Why do you ask that all of a sudden?"

Sasha looked at Hill innocently: "She doesn't look like me either."

"What's different? At least three points are similar!"

"Also, I heard her call you 'Ma Ma'."

Hill looked at the little guy carefully, and suddenly a frightened expression appeared on his face.

"You shouldn't..."

"No, no, I didn't!"

Sasha roughly explained about Abador's origin, and Hill's expression finally eased.

"Scared me, I thought you were secretly with the mother god, eh."

Hill shook her head, and she came to the little guy and said kindly, "Hi, I'm Hill."

"You can call me Sister Hill."

'Shouldn't it be Aunt Hill? 'Sasha muttered in her heart.

"..."

Hill teased for a long time, but Abador always had a cold expression.

"Haha, isn't that cute at all?"

"How can you talk like that"

Hill picked up the little guy and said, "Go, I'll take you to the theater to watch an interesting show."

The interesting program naturally refers to Hill's new repertoire, the theme of which is to praise the great goddess and look forward to peace.

The little guy looked drowsy, obviously not interested at all.

"How come..." The holy angel was hit hard.

"It's too bad to be interested"

Sasha took Abador over: "She will have to face countless cruel wars in the future. How can she love peace until the end?"

Hill opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything innocent after all.

"Sasha, at least treat her better during this time."

"kindness"

..............................................

Introduced Abador to everyone one after another, and their reactions were different.

Lucifer is not interested in little ghosts, and doesn't pay much attention to little ones.

Lucia treats Abador very well and often makes fish soup for her to drink.

As for cocoa...

Silently let go of his mouth, Abador silently complained to the god of mischief.

It smells so sweet, but it turns out to be a fake fruit?

"Hahahaha, the little guy's reaction is so interesting!"

Well, I completely regarded Abaador as a big toy.

'The only ones who will become good mothers in the future are Hill and Lucia. '

Lucifer is definitely a super strict type, her child probably has little chance to feel a mother's love.

Coco, maybe she will become good friends with her own children, and she will not look like a mother at all.

Sasha's thoughts diverged, and she thought of herself again.

'...'

'Probably, I can't be a good mother either. '

So, if you have children in the future, please let Hill and Lucia take care of them.

VOLUME 730: Chapter [-] Second Perspective

While taking care of Abador, Sasha thought about how to deal with the Mechanic God Department.

Repeatedly used the light of fate to spy on the operation of the Mechanic Order, the thoughts of her acquaintance, and even the movements of the Mechanic God.

"The sage is dissatisfied with the cold heart of the Mechanic God"

'Knowing this, the Mechanic God still reused him, rationality is greater than sensibility. '

The mechanical god system is not without flaws, but there is no such flaw that can shake the entire god system.

"Mother, are you troubled?"

Abador grew up very quickly, and now he is seven or eight years old.

Under Sasha's correction, 'Mama' has also become a more formal 'mother'.

"There is a difficult opponent. I have been observing it and its god system recently."

"Unfortunately, I haven't found any means to kill with one blow."

Just as she has never concealed her true purpose of creating Abador, Sasha will not be perfunctory in such matters because she is still young.

"You are so powerful, the heavens are so powerful."

"What kind of opponent can make you so worried?"

After a pause, Abador tilted his head and asked: "This involves a game with fate again. Do you have to make arrangements in advance so that it will collapse without fighting in the future?"

Wow, the little guy's serious thinking expression is so cute!

Sasha couldn't help stretching out her hand and pinching her cheek.

"Meaningless behavior" Abador said coolly.

Hehe

Sasha kneaded her face like dough, which finally aroused the latter's protest.

"Please stop, it's embarrassing—"

After making a fuss, Abador covered his face and said, "Mother, you may be standing too high."

Sasha was startled, and signaled Abador to continue with her eyes.

"If you can't find a way to kill your opponent with one blow when looking down at your opponent, why not look 'flat' or 'slightly look up'?"

"If you change your perspective, you may gain something new."

The vice-lord of the heaven pondered for a while, and felt that Abador's words made sense.

"Huhu, it's decided, I will reward you today."

"I'll cook the fish soup for you myself—"

Hearing this, Abador made a bitter face: "I still prefer to drink the fish soup stewed by sister Lucia."

"Hmph, objection is invalid!"

Salsa's culinary skills are really hard to describe (compared to Lucia), but it's not that she can't use cheating methods to make the food delicious.

But to paraphrase Abador, it makes no sense.

..........................................

Abador's words inspired Sasha, and she decided to change her perspective.

Separating a pure thought, it fell on a girl who had just passed away, and Sasha opened the second perspective.

"..."

So cold, so hungry, so painful.

who am I?

where am I?

I need help!

"Ah—"

Trying to make a weak voice and trying to call for help, under the blessing of fate, a passing mechanical priest found her.

"Oh, there's a girl dying in the dump."

Philip showed hesitation. He had seen this kind of thing too much on this planet, and usually would not pay attention to it.

The problem is, it's her daughter's birthday today, and the girl in the dump looks to be her daughter's age.

Just walking away like this always feels bad.

"Damn it, I can't help you if it's serious."

"Oh, why are my eyes so good?"

Philip stopped the car and ran to the girl cursing.

"Hey, are you still conscious?"

He opened her eyelids and took a look, then made a simple inspection of the girl's body.

Long-term malnutrition, high fever, and cracked skull, it seems that someone beat him severely.

It's not a big problem, you can solve it by yourself.

"My lord, I will be good Philip from now on."

He took out a small bottle of nutrient solution and poured it into the girl's mouth, and the mechanical priest lifted her up with one hand.

"Good luck guy, I decided to save your life!"

.........................................

With Philip's help, the girl was alive and kicking after three days.

"You owe me 30 credit points now, just wipe off the odds. Do you have any relatives at home?"

"..."

The girl looked at him innocently and shook her head.

"Tch, I knew it."

"uncertain"

"what?"

"I do not remember"

"Stop it!"

The mechanical priest sneered: "You want to say that you have lost your memory? Can you please change your excuse?"

"But I really lost my memory"

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