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Book 5: Chapter 16: The Crazy Sirin
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Book 5: Chapter 16: The Crazy Sirin

Sirin had not given up yet. Furthermore, she had a reason to smash the recording device. However, she found she could do nothing to it, not even remove its chain. She also had no way to remove the earpiece, and the chain was strangely resilient.

After trying for ten-odd minutes, Sirin successfully…gave up.

She could only call her elder brother a pervert as she silently endured it. Eventually, she could no longer take it. Learning from Jeanne d’Arc, she put on earphones and played games.

Speaking of which, Sirin was terrible at games, unable to match Jeanne d’Arc.

At this moment, a smile appeared on Chen Heng’s face as he cooked in the kitchen.

Of course, he knew Sirin would try to tamper with the recording device. That was why he had set a restriction on the recording device using his Spiritual Energy. Furthermore, the necklace chain was also specially made. Given that Sirin had not even reached the middle stage of the Energy Refinement Realm, she could not damage the recording device and chain.

Although Chen Heng had just become a cultivator, he had already memorized the basic ritual arrays and restrictions long ago.

Despite this being his first attempt, it evidently was quite successful.

Thirty minutes later:

Sirin sat at the table, throwing glances at Chen Heng as she ate.

“Sirin, why do you keep looking at me?” Chen Heng felt somewhat uncomfortable at being looked at like this.

“Elder Brother, don’t you already know why I am looking at you? Can’t you turn off that recording device calling you Papa Chen Heng?” The world consciousness’s calling out “Papa Chen Heng” frustrated Sirin.

It was not that the voice sounded piercing. It was mainly because the world consciousness called out “Papa Chen Heng” in her voice and likeness; she found that unacceptable.

Although its voice and appearance were not identical, it was at least 50 similar.

“Sirin, I can agree to anything else but this.”

“Why? Why not?” Seeing Chen Heng answer seriously, she thought there was some deeper meaning she was unaware of.

“Of course, because it is fun. How many people can see such a scene in all their lifetime? This is a world consciousness! The heavenly dao! Getting the heavenly dao to call one father, what a precious experience.”

“…” Sirin, who had felt some hope for Chen Heng, fell into complete despair. My elder brother was not like this. He was Sirin’s caring and considerate companion who provided me with warmth, comfort, and support! How did he turn out like this?

As Sirin contemplated why her elder brother had become so absurd, she shoved fish meat into her mouth. Even though she was in a bad mood, she still had to eat.

“Then, He Who Knows Fate, why use Sirin’s voice and image? Don’t you find that disturbing?” For some reason, Jeanne d’Arc started addressing Chen Heng as He Who Knows Fate. Perhaps she wanted to be more independent?

Chen Heng could understand that. After all, she was a child who had yet to reach one month old. This was a rebellious phase, and it was normal for such children to clash with their parents.

“Jeanne d’Arc, be reasonable. This has nothing to do with me. When I came down, I saw Sirin feeding the world consciousness tidbits. Furthermore, the world consciousness’s voice and appearance had already started resembling Sirin’s because of that. It has nothing to do with me.”

“Sirin, is that the case?” Jeanne d’Arc felt skeptical about Chen Heng’s words. She did not think Sirin would dig a hole for herself and jump in.

“Elder Brother did not lie about this. However, who knew Elder Brother would get the world consciousness to call him Papa?!” When speaking of this, Sirin clawed her face in despair. Elder Brother’s little head must have overheated. That’s why he did something so outrageous.

“Alright, one should not talk while eating or sleeping. Look at Little Li. Learn from her, got it?” Chen Heng gestured towards Luo Li, who had her head buried in her food.

“I’m not following the custom of not talking while eating or sleeping. It’s because Elder Brother Heng’s cooking is simply too delicious! It has overturned my understanding of you.”

“Thank you for your praise. Also, please don’t give me such a face slap so quickly next time, alright?”

“I’ll take note next time.”

Who knew when it started, but Luo Li’s character had changed. From the previous detached girl, she was now a yandere. However, Chen Heng felt the current Luo Li was alright. At least she did not show her yandere tendency and was livelier.

Chen Heng hoped Luo Li would make more friends. In life, no one could carry on without someone else. Making more friends was a good thing.

Sirin was an excellent choice.

Unfortunately, Chen Heng did not understand that like polarities repelled.

After eating, three humans and one dragon—excluding Chen Heng—argued over who would do the dishes.

At first, no one volunteered when he asked. It looked like no one wanted to. However, Luo Li said, “I’ll do the dishes. I want to lessen the burden on Elder Brother Heng, but Elder Brother Heng should remember to reward me a little, alright?”

These words seemed to have flipped a switch. Now, Luo Li, Sirin, Jeanne d’Arc, and Fafnir argued for the right to do the dishes.

After eating, Chen Heng no longer cared about the dining table’s situation. He walked straight to the world consciousness, which was blankly calling out “Papa Chen Heng” continuously.

Chen Heng tried carrying the world consciousness. Initially, he did not expect to succeed, but unexpectedly, he did.

After Chen Heng picked up the world consciousness, he headed for his room.

“Elder Brother, what are you doing? Quickly put it down! Where are you bringing it?” Sirin saw his actions as she sat on the sofa. So who was doing the dishes? The group eventually reached a conclusion. How? Chen Heng did not know. Anyway, Luo Li handled the dishes tonight.

“Oh! Sirin, I was thinking, this world consciousness is not alive anyway, so I wanted to use it as a body pillow…alright, alright. I was just joking. Don’t look at me like that. It feels strange and embarrassing. I’m just planning to move it to my room so I can hear it call me father from a close distance.”

“…Elder Brother, you…never mind. As long as you are happy. But remember: don’t do any strange things to this world consciousness. Do you hear me?!”

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