Original God, looking for the heart

The wanderer kicked away the debris at his feet with a look of displeasure. He turned around and walked towards Mo Bei.

"Leave here first." Mo Bei retracted his sickle and took a step back.

……

——Xumi——

"Welcome back, Sora, Paimon, Mobei, and the skirmishers." As she spoke, Nasida noticed the displeasure on the skirmishers' faces, "Could it be that you are dissatisfied with this name?"

"It's nothing. I was just thinking that I should change my name." After knowing what the doctor had done, Skirmisher did not want to continue to use titles related to him.

Speaking of this, everyone's eyes fell on Mo Bei.

"A name is the first 'gift' that comes to this world." Little Lucky Grass King explained this.

"What's the name..." Mo Bei thought for a while, "...Sorry, I'm a little tired and can't think of it right now. However, I brought a new gift." He took out the gift box from the space and prepared it a few days ago. The items were finally delivered to the homeless.

The bow on the box is large and elegant, as if waiting for him to be opened.

The wanderer carefully untied the bow and opened a corner of the box.

...Yes, how could Mo Bei put the hearts he got from others into a box and give them to himself. This is clearly something that only a doctor can do. Thinking of this, the wanderer lowered his guard——

A colorless rhombus crystal.

He gently pushed aside the raffia around the crystal, and the crystal floated obediently in his palm: "It's very beautiful."

Before he finished speaking, broken light escaped from the center of the crystal and landed on the wanderer's palm.

"This is...?" Everyone present was shocked. Although it was a scene they had never seen before, no one felt nervous. Mo Bei had a slight smile on his lips, and his eyes showed a little bitterness——

Warm heat spreads from the palm of the hand, and the body feels like being wrapped in down.

"Dong", "Dong"...

Like a bud breaking through the ground, flesh and blood grows wildly - the doll nourishes its own heart.

The wanderer was in disbelief. He stared ahead like a piece of wood, raised his right hand and moved it closer to his left chest inch by inch.

"Dong" "Dong"...

It reaches the ears of the wanderer clearly and powerfully. All the senses were concentrated in the chest for a moment, and the place that was once empty now has the proof of being a human being.

A bird flew over. He perches in the heart-shaped hollow of the doll, and his feathers bridge the gap...

"This heart is defined by you. Whether it is black or white, it belongs to you. You no longer need to envy anyone, let alone be crazy about it. This is my gift to you."

Just like announcing, Mo Bei's voice was firm:

"You also fulfilled your promise with me."

Paimon seemed to have something to say, but the current atmosphere did not allow her to speak. Nasida smiled knowingly and established a void connection.

"Paimon can say oh in his heart, just like we did in Yggdrasil."

"It's really possible! In that case, Paimon has said it. What Mo Bei just meant was that what he gave to the skirmishers was 'heart'? Can crystals also be regarded as 'hearts'?"

Nasida: "It's not just a crystal. But it can give a doll a heart... This is a technology that even the Order has never mastered."

Kong: "I have heard that Kanria has superb puppet-making technology. The 'skirmisher' was made by the God of Thunder based on Kanria's legacy technology. If there is a way to give him a heart - I guess, Mo North also got relevant technology.”

"Song is right." Mo Bei's voice suddenly appeared in his mind, and the three of them, especially Paimon, were shocked.

"Please keep quiet. A Liu's integration will take some time." Mo Bei tilted his head and made a "shh" gesture, "Let's just talk like this without disturbing him."

Paimon: "How did you..."

Mo Bei: "I have gained some power related to time and space. But I still feel sorry for my sudden interruption."

Nacida: "Can you tell us how you gave the skirmishers a 'heart'?"

Mo Bei hesitated for a while: "...I tempered part of my soul to create a 'heart'."

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Paimon: "How could...it must be very painful..." As he said that, Mo Bei saw a worried look on Paimon's face.

Nasida: "I thought you would refuse to share. But tempering the soul must be a difficult thing."

Mo Bei smiled bitterly: "Yes, it was indeed uncomfortable. But the pain was not that strong for me." He deliberately said the matter very lightly, "If I don't say it, Mr. Little Jixiang Grass King Sooner or later, you will get relevant knowledge. Well... I don't want A Liu to know, so I hope you can keep it a secret."

The three of them were silent.

"But when I got this heart, he actually... ha..." Rare anger welled up in Mo Bei's eyes. The empty platform buzzed.

"Zi, Zi..." Then, the three of them could no longer hear Mo Bei's voice.

Just like Mo Bei said, the wanderer merged with the heart after a few minutes.

The wanderer wanted to say something after seeing Mo Bei. When he was about to walk over, Mo Bei took a step back:

"Sora and the others seem to have something to say to you. It's not convenient for me, so I'll go ahead."

Without waiting for the other party's reaction, Mo Bei turned around and walked into the newly opened portal.

……

——Xumi, the residence of Mobei——

Mo Bei threw himself on the bed and covered himself with the quilt.

When you're in a good mood, all sounds are music. The wind is the line score, the water is the music; the trees are the main tune, and the grass is singing... But now, just the sound of the wind can make Mo Bei Nuo upset. When he was upset, the wind blew more frequently...until finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and threw the pillow towards the door, but it hit someone.

The wanderer caught the pillow and called out "Amo" softly.

"...Get out of here and don't appear in front of me!!"

……