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Leaning back lazily, Kaisha crossed her legs. Even that plain, unremarkable chair was imbued by her with the air of the King of Gods.

Well.

She was originally... although she had unilaterally resigned as the King of Gods.

But at the thought of such a domineering posture...

...being used for such a nonsensical decision, Hexi felt a daze... the world had gone crazy in a way she couldn't understand!

But...

Why am I so excited?

No, no!

Stay awake!

You are the Heavenly Base King!

You haven't even sworn an oath to your little male god yet!

Hexi entered nitpicking mode, and after a bit of deduction, she asked,

"What about the issue of civilization reproduction? In an era with Su Ming as the only male god, little angels will eventually be born... Tomboy, don't be foolish! If we continue to insist on a patriarchal era with only one male god, it will definitely be 404'd!"

"Don't worry, we can just not reproduce!"

"Hey, you..."

"Reproduction and eternity—we can't have every benefit. You've forgotten that we are currently being targeted by the entire Known Universe!"

"Hiss!—Your logic... actually seems sound!"

"Exactly!" Kaisha slapped Hexi's thigh, ignoring the old fairy's murderous glare, and said firmly, "As long as our numbers don't increase, with Su Ming here, resources can be obtained through other worlds. If the Known Universe continues to target us, then... it doesn't need to exist anymore!"

Obsessed!

The current Tomboy was obsessed to a frightening degree.

After thinking for a moment, Hexi asked again,

"How do you plan to handle combat casualties?"

"Resurrection. The technical reserves and related permissions are stored with you. If all else fails, just act cute and play coy with Su Ming..."

"Hey, don't tickle me!"

"I'm serious!"

Hurriedly grabbing Hexi's small, protesting hands, Kaisha said seriously,

"When the Circle of Reason fully covers the Angel Nebula, we'll follow Su Ming and integrate our very concepts into the Circle of Reason!"

"You... you're really determined to tie yourself to Su Ming, aren't you?"

Hexi was helpless. Why was she being so stubborn?

Was that something you could just integrate into whenever you wanted?

If they really did that, the angels wouldn't just be Su Ming's guardian angels; they would be a kin group serving Su Ming wholeheartedly!

"I understand the logic, but the question is... does it matter?"

"Doesn't it?"

"But guardian angels were supposed to be like this... You haven't formally sworn your oath yet. Ask yourself, aren't you even a little tempted?"

Holy crap!

That makes so much sense!

Hexi: "..."

Why was she feeling speechless?

Crucially, she really was tempted... simply because doing this was undoubtedly the most beneficial path for her little male god!

Chapter 174 Pipi Xi: Clones Have No Human Rights

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Pipi Xi's Simulated Personality had just come online.

She looked at Su Ming with a half-smile; clearly, she had been eavesdropping on the private conversation between the original body and Su Ming.

Su Ming's skin was thick.

He immediately gave Pipi Xi a wink, the suggestive meaning being very obvious.

Her cheeks flushing, Pipi Xi stomped her foot in annoyance, turned around, and lay on the sofa, ignoring Su Ming.

Alessa: "..."

First of all, I didn't provoke any of you!

Doing this in front of a ghost like her—have some decency!

Sighing, Alessa spoke up,

"Lord Omar, Alex, a survivor of Flight AF180, called yesterday to submit a commission... Their trouble is not small."

"Death?"

Pipi Xi sat up abruptly, her face full of curiosity.

"No, rather, they abnormally escaped their fate of death, activating the world's Shallow Causal Liquidation Program!"

"How do you know that?"

Su Ming shrugged.

"I caught a glimpse of it when the news was on three days ago."

"Alessa, I'll take this job!"

"Notify Alex later and tell them we'll arrive around 2 PM!"

Alessa went off to carry out the orders.

As for Su Ming.

Grabbing Pipi Xi's hand, he used Blink to reach the master bedroom on the second floor.

It was still early.

Naturally, doing "serious business" was more important.

Pipi Xi's face fell, and she punched Su Ming in frustration.

"You're not really... mmm!—"

Before she could finish, her words were blocked by Su Ming.

How he blocked them... don't ask.

Pipi Xi went from her initial fluster to quickly sinking into it.

After getting into the zone, she wrapped her arms around Su Ming's neck and even set up an Isolation Field with a backhand motion.

The little angels didn't matter; even if it were the original body, it would be fine.

But...

Never mind Alessa being a ghost.

Su Ming himself couldn't stand it; a human shouldn't, or at least, shouldn't be able to.

After a while, their lips parted.

Pipi Xi's beautiful eyes flickered as she exhaled softly into Su Ming's ear,

"You won't even let a clone go. You're just too bad..."

Su Ming chuckled.

"What can I do when you spoil me so much..."

"I get it, clones have no human rights..."

Pipi Xi's lamentation caused another surge of heat in Su Ming.

And so.

After another "battle of words."

Su Ming asked curiously,

"Tell me, are clones like you really a 1:1 replica of Sister Hexi herself?"

Gently pushing Su Ming away, Pipi Xi spun around, and her military uniform vanished.

A swaying, plain white dress swirled like a wave, bringing with it a fragrant breeze.

In front of Su Ming, she lightly brushed over her perfectly proportioned figure, her eyebrows raised suggestively as she said,

"If you're so curious... why don't you try it for yourself?"

"Naughty!" Stepping forward, he pulled the mischievous Pipi Xi into his arms.

"I'm curious, why the sudden openness?"

Giving Su Ming a resentful glance, Pipi Xi pouted and complained,

"I'm just a clone, what's there to be shy about? Besides, the original's underlying protocol has been activated, so why act bashful?"

"However, I didn't expect you to be so impatient..."

How insulting!

What "impatient"?

That's called "tasting the marrow and knowing the flavor," finding joy within!

Furthermore, this was Pipi Xi. Even if she wasn't the original, it was good to satisfy the craving.

Starlight was sprinkled as the power of Creation Genesis was activated.

The bedroom space was instantly submerged in a galaxy.

And so.

A period of appreciation.

It lasted for several hours.

Su Ming was satisfied.

What surprised him was that while little Zhixin had a sense of greenness and youth due to her age,

Pipi Xi was thirty thousand years old.

Yet in actual practice, she seemed quite weak.

The main point was the contrast!

Fortunately, the configuration of the Third-Generation God Body was powerful enough. During the process, Pipi Xi was like a big sister, completely obedient to her male god.

"Let's go, don't delay the serious business."

Pipi Xi's face was full of doting.

Honestly.

The feeling of raising such a little male god was indeed quite good.

"I am doing serious business."

Su Ming replied in a muffled voice.

She patted the head squirming in her arms, causing ripples of starlight.

Pipi Xi complained,

"What a lame joke. Get up quickly. If we delay any longer, that girl named Terry will be torn apart by the causal liquidation program."

"Alright then..."

Starlight surged.