The blue sky is cloudless, but not because the weather is clear, but because all the clouds are blown away by the shock waves caused by the explosion.

The fragments of the Kingdom of God bounced high from time to time and then fell down, but the fragments that lost their masters had been completely annihilated before they landed. Only those fragments of objects that were not composed of faith could eventually fall to the ground, but there was no trace of the original trace under the power of elemental fission.

The boy didn't say anything, and Xiaoling stood by him quietly waiting.

After an hour like this, the boy, who saw that the explosion in the sky had no sign of ending, decided to chat with his daughter and deepen the understanding of each other.

"Xiao Ling, aren't you curious why I haven't left here?"

"There is naturally a reason for my father to do this. All Xiaoling has to do is believe in his father." Xiaoling replied with a straight face, looking very serious.

"..." I feel happy and a little heavy to be trusted so much. I don't know how to respond to this trust. "Actually, I am waiting for the explosion to end. I want to see if I can pick up the relics of Senior Ertos. Although the possibility is very small, I still want to wait and see."

Although Ethus finally chose to self-destruct him, he could understand the reason for the other party to do so. Even though he was a little dissatisfied, these dissatisfactions had long disappeared with Ethus' passing. What's more, during the days when the two were trapped, Ethus explained to him a lot of problems in magic practice and magic.

Judging from the final result, he not only did not suffer much loss, but instead became the last beneficiary of the incident.

Xiaoling didn't say anything, just looked at him silently, like a perfect listener.

"It would be better if you could pick up the relics. When you go back, you can set up a tomb for Senior Ertos. Although you can't find anything he used before to make a tomb, I think it's more appropriate to use what he carries..." The boy who was facing a friend who died in front of him for the first time was a little confused and said a lot, with some current thoughts and some memories of the past. Xiaoling just listened silently, occasionally nodding or saying "yes" that he was listening.

After talking for a few minutes, the boy stopped. After conversing with him, he calmed down a lot. He recalled that he was actually preparing to communicate with his daughter to get to know each other in depth. Now he has been talking for so long, which is really a bit embarrassing.

"Xiao Ling, the gods have entered you a lot of knowledge about the gods in advance, right? Then what do you think about the relationship between the gods and our human race?" In fact, I want to talk about my daughter's interests and hobbies, but when I think that my daughter is just a newborn, her interests and hobbies may not have been born at all, so the boy changed to a more straightforward question.

Xiaoling tilted her head, her bright eyes flashed, and she looked at the boy with a blank expression, making people unable to guess what she was thinking. After a while, she said, "I don't have any opinion. Dad, what do you want me to have?"

The boy opened his mouth and hesitated: "Then I will follow the location that Senior Ethus told me before, find the base of our human race, and ask the base people to help me go home. But you are the creature of the gods, and I am worried that the base people will have a bad attitude towards you, so I hope to ask your opinion first and then decide how to solve your identity problem."

If Xiaoling hates the human race and respects him only because he is his father, he will consider relaying Xiaoling's attitude towards the human race to the researchers at the base and ask them to help try to change the concept she was instilled with. If her attitude towards the human race is friendly or even ordinary, then the young man will definitely try to avoid being studied by the researchers reluctantly, and may even consider making up lies and not telling them about Xiaoling's identity.

In any case, Xiaoling became his daughter and gave him the deepest trust. When he did not take the initiative to cause harm to others, the boy felt that he had an obligation to protect his daughter.

If I brought Xiaoling back to my parent star and Anya had a playmate of the same age, she would definitely be very happy, right?

Having a playmate of the same age to play with may also change Xiaoling's current appearance as a girl without any other. As expected, the children's family should smile more and look better.

"Do you want to go back to my father's house?"

When Nian mentioned going home, Xiaoling's mind flashed with the girl from the teenager's memory, and his eyes flashed, "Dad, how do you want me to view the relationship between the two tribes?"

The boy looked at her and pondered: "Of course I hope you can stand on the side of the human race, but I think since the gods are ready to turn you into the final weapon, they must have done a way to prevent you from betraying them before starting you..."

"Master Father." Xiaoling interrupted the young man's words. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, but there was still no expression on her face, as if she didn't know how to smile. "The gods do have a way to control me, that is, to cleanse the part of your soul that was torn as my activation core. Only the blank and thoughtless soul is easy to be manipulated. But this process has been interrupted. Although I have successfully activated it now, it is not the weapon without self that the gods expected."

The young man suddenly realized that he thought that the gods set up a design like the three principles of robots in the memory they instilled. But now it seems that the gods just use her as a pure weapon, and adding the soul as a startup device is just for more convenient operation.

The skills of the gods before they became gods have basically been lost. Everything they now comes from their faith power. The "artifacts" they use rely on spiritual communication to facilitate manipulation, and Xiaoling also used this design to make it.

What they need is not a soul with a complete self-awareness, but an ai spirit with only basic ability to judge the offensive and defensive judgment of the enemy and me.

Seeing that the boy seemed to understand, Xiaoling stopped continuing.

"Did the gods have instilled so many things about the gods, but they have no effect on your view of the world?" Although the boy breathed a sigh of relief and had decided how to explain the origin of Xiaoling after finding the human base, he still felt that he was unhappy if he didn't vomit.

"I am your daughter, my soul comes from you, and my view of the world also comes from you. The memory given to me by the gods is equivalent to a book. Reading this book will certainly affect some of my ideas, but it is impossible to completely deny the worldview that originated from your more than ten years of life." Xiaoling said this, suddenly walked up, held the boy's hand, and said softly, "My father, I can use my actions to prove my statement."

The boy was stunned and found that Xiaoling's body began to decompose into countless bright stars like a galaxy, surrounding him and in the blink of an eye, he sank into his body: "It's not that I don't believe you, I'm just a little curious..."

"I can feel your thoughts, Mr. Father."

Xiaoling paused for a moment, and the voice sounded in the boy's heart again: "There is a god."
Chapter completed!