The only thing certain was that the player could no longer log into that body, and the shelter had already begun cultivating a new clone for Falling Feather.1

So…0

Is this now a completely new individual?3

With that thought, he looked at the creature surrounded by players.0

“Can you hear me?”0

“Yi... wu?” ‘Falling Feather’ blinked his big watery eyes, curiously studying the iron giant in front of him.0

Realizing the creature could hear him, Chu Guang thought for a moment, then spoke. “From now on, you’ll be called… Feather…”5

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To make it easier to tell apart and raise, Chu Guang gave the artificially synthesized Mother Body a new name.1

Perhaps because fragments of memory still held that syllable, the little guy seemed to like it. Its response carried a hint of joy, and the small worms floating behind its head waved like seaweed.0

Still, no one could say whether the harmlessness was genuine or just an act.0

To prevent history from repeating itself, Chu Guang temporarily housed the strange creature at the exit of level B6 and regularly sent food.0

Though small in size, Feather’s appetite...0