While the puppet wore real clothes and seemed like a real person from the distance, there was no way Chen Chuan could mistake him for a real person. 0

“Did you forget to take something? Let’s come out for now,” Lei Guangcheng said behind him. 0

“Yeah, okay,” Chen Chuan said and walked out of the room. Lei Guangcheng looked into the room at his son playing with wooden blocks, but failing to build a tower as always. He gently shut the door behind him. 0

Once they were downstairs again, Lei Guangcheng cast a glance at Chen Chuan. “Did you see something? You can tell me. No matter what it is, I can accept it.”3

Chen Chuan looked at his second self briefly. After he walked into the room, he had started blurring out a little, and the effect still persisted. He pondered over his words for a bit before asking, “How does your son appear to you, Mr. Lei?”0

Lei Guangcheng was silent for a while before he answered honestly, “Unsociable, dull, quiet, and unable to make friends. But those aren’t due to his personality. He was hurt in the past and has an anomalous substance of unknown origin tormenting him. It's all my fault, so I'm willing to accept that...0