Chapter 867: Method

Sitting on the sofa, Latinia couldn't stop looking at the crystal ball.
In the crystal ball, the white light group seems to float a bit more than before, and you can feel a vitality brewing in the sphere.
"That's really my daughter?"
This is the third time she has asked this question, and every time she asks for an exit, it will make Cervantes' mood worse.
Heilong glanced at her fiercely, and asked in a bad voice, "What the do you want? It's not over yet, right?"
"I'm also surprised because of..." said Latinia with a laugh.
But Cervantes did not accept such an explanation. He smelled a face and stared at Latina so much, just like watching a wife and an enemy...
The maid lifted her head helplessly, glanced at them both, and sighed helplessly: "What's the noise? What's so noisy about this? Isn't it a new soul and spirit split from the "server" incarnation of Latina Aware? What's so noisy?"
"I just think she wants to green me!" Heilong said with a neck.
"You can rest assured, Seth, I won't do anything."
It was said so on the mouth, but the expression of the hippie smiled face showed that Latina didn't think so.
"Shut up!" Finally, the maid slapped on the armrest to stop the unnecessary argument.
Glancing at the two childish ghosts separately, Serena leaned back and tilted her leg up, saying angrily: "Now the most important question is how do we deal with that...little boy! We already know Her identity, so what should I do next?"
"Eh, I can't say that!" Latnea suddenly became unhappy, and she murmured with her hands on her chest. "That's my daughter, how can I say'handle'?"
Hearing this sentence, the black dragon felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and his teeth grinned for a while, but he didn't dare to say anything about the deterrent effect of the maid.
Seeing that Cervantes didn't attack, the maid relieved herself secretly, and she was also somewhat depressed. She was young, only twenty-seven or eighty years old, why did she suddenly have another child? And it is still in the state of soul, the kind without physical existence!
"Now that she is conscious, and is also Latina's daughter..."
Speaking of this, Latinia frowned and looked like she was about to say something. Fortunately, the maid's hand was fast, and she immediately covered her mouth, otherwise Cervantes must have jumped up again.
"A deity can actually split and reproduce, which has never been seen before..."
"Do not!"
Latinia broke free of the maid’s claws and shook her head after hearing this.
Maybe it’s unheard of and unheard in your eyes, but in our gods, this is not the first example. Now The goddess of agriculture, formerly known as the "goddess of harvest", was born from an incarnation of the goddess of the earth, but the original situation was somewhat different from the current situation..."
With that, she looked sideways at the crystal ball again, her eyes softening.
Just like the goddess of the earth treats her daughter, although now she just barely accepts this shocking fact, but in any case, this is her own child.
Serena's face is a little weird. "Is it the original goddess of agriculture?"
The deity can even split and reproduce. This kind of news will surely make people laugh, but the maid and the black dragon have seen it with their own eyes, so I just feel that this thing is a bit ridiculous.
But since that little guy is the daughter of Latinia, she can’t simply use that little guy as a supercomputer that can solve math problems. To be honest, this makes her feel a little sorry, but That's all.
"First of all, this matter can't be told to anyone else!" Latinia raised her hand, "especially you, Seth, if I heard the relevant news outside, you would be dead!"
Cervantes frowned slightly. "But didn't you say that the goddess of agriculture was born this way? Should other gods know this too?"
"They know they know it, but now the situation is different!" Latinia shook her head and explained: "Do you know how the sin that was sealed under the big volcano in the central southern continent came? Because of the gods Life born with gods, gods, and mortals may not be small, so from the beginning of our generation, Jean Uther suggested that we should do less of this kind of things to reduce the birth of gods, so from Thousands of years ago, this world was never born again."
"The goddess of agriculture and this little guy," Latinia pointed to the crystal ball. "The situation is special, so we don't know the probability that they will transform into gods. By the way, you may not be very clear, In the concept of deity, that little guy has not been completely born yet. She will not become a god, even I do not know."
Seeing Latina's frowning expression, Cervantes shook his head.
But the maid noticed a little, wondering: "This little guy hasn't been born yet?"
"Yes, no!" Latina answered seriously.
As she said, in the concept of deity, the little guy has just been born with his own consciousness, and it is far from being ‘birth’.
Now this little guy's consciousness is still very chaotic, and he can only respond a little to the outside world.
"So it turns out..."
The maid turned to look at the crystal ball, to be precise, at the white light mass in the crystal ball.
She now realized that she had been instilling knowledge into an unborn "baby".
The baby born from the belief network is indeed right to call her "mother". It is precisely because she developed the "faith network" that this little guy will be born.
But why this little guy transferred from the belief network to this crystal ball, they are not very clear.
Although before this, the server of the belief network had some contact with the control center, has this little guy been transferred since then?
"Maybe it's more suitable to breed her..." Cervantes guessed.
Now the three of them have become game-playing players again, but suddenly they changed from pet-raising to child-raising. The jump is too large, and even they themselves have not been able to react.
Immediately upgraded from "player" to "parent", the taste is hard to express, and the mixed feelings are not excessive.
"So, what exactly did she grow up on?"
In the silence, Cervantes couldn't help but ask: "Did it just leave it alone?"
How can a baby in a soul state grow up? How can she be born?
This question stumped the three ‘people~EbookFREE.me~ who looked at each other and couldn't think of an answer.
No one has experienced such a thing...
In desperation, the maid can only summon the "Book of Wisdom" and want to see if there is any way to solve this dilemma.
This book that wraps her through is said to have all the knowledge in the world, but in order not to become a waste person who only depends on the [Book of Wisdom], both the maid and the Book of Wisdom are very determined. He said that he would never use this book unless he was forced to do so.
Compared to the ‘systems’ in the other half of the soul, the maid thought the book was more of an elder than an object or a conspirator.
She read the book of wisdom in her mind and found the answer easily in it. That's why she doesn't use this book often!
"Maybe, we can try to simulate an environment similar to the "uterus" to let that little guy develop?"