Chapter 1055 Thanks

Destiny Headquarters.

Zijing successfully returned home, but before she could even sit down, she was called away by Amber through the communication. She came to her house again, this time with the mentality of admitting her guilt and accepting punishment. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Amber bringing her two cups of tea.

Before she could speak, Zijing said, "I choose the cup on the left. I bet there's no poison in it."

"……what are you saying?"

Amber was stunned for a moment, then handed him the tea on the right, "Come in and sit down, I don't mean to blame you."

"Really? Do you want me to compensate you with a set of clothes later?" Zijing relaxed, but did not drink the tea in her hand.

"Need not."

Amber shook her head and sat down on the couch at home with Amethyst.

"Thank you."

Amber spoke suddenly, leaving Amethyst unresponsive for a moment.

"what?"

"Thank you for helping her, A-110... No, you gave her a name, so it should be Theresa now, right? Thank you for saving her, thank you."

After Amber learned the truth from Otto, she was not angry at all about her clothes being stolen. On the contrary, she was very happy. After all, not all clones in the same series as her were cleared out, and there was actually one who was secretly hidden.

Although the relationship between clones is not as deep as that between family members, if none of her own kind survived, she would actually feel sad inside.

"..."

Zijing nodded slowly, thinking of how Amber felt sad after the mission of cleaning up the A1 series clones was completed. "You're welcome. Her desire to survive was too strong at the time, so I couldn't do it. So this should be equivalent to her saving herself?"

"Anyway, thank you. Don't worry about the clothes, because there are reasons for it. You didn't do this out of personal desire. Since my body is almost the same as A-110... Theresa, I will prepare her clothes for her later. By the way, is Theresa still in your house now?" Amber asked.

"Well, I just came back from moving a few boxes of bitter melons. I just sat down when you called me out. She... is watching TV now."

Amethyst glanced at Amber and said, "I have a question. Do you like bitter melon juice?"

"I haven't tried it, but if it's good for my health, I can try it." Amber replied.

"So do you like watching cartoons? Like magical girls?"

"Hmm... I've heard of it, but I'm not too interested."

"It's strange... Why does Theresa have a special liking for this kind of thing?" Zijing was puzzled.

"Amethyst, perhaps you have misunderstood one thing. Clones are not exactly the same. You yourself are one of these beings, so you should understand this principle." Amber explained.

"Of course I know that... it's just a little strange. You're explaining it so seriously, which makes me seem a little stupid."

Zijing looked at Amber helplessly, and the desire to joke faded.

"What will Lord Otto do with her in the future?" Amber asked again.

"Didn't I tell you?"

"Um……"

"Lord Otto took her in as his junior. Theresa Apokalis is the child's full name now. I never imagined that Lord Otto would make such a decision." Zijing said with some emotion.

"...Perhaps it's also thanks to Lady Kallen Kaslana. Theresa and I were both created based on her genes. Lady Otto has a very good relationship with her."

"Lord Otto said the same thing. Kallen Kaslana... part of my birth also comes from her. But why am I in the L5 series, while you and Theresa are in the A1 series? What's the difference?" Otto did not tell Zijing the whole truth, so the latter still doesn't understand the origin of her birth.

"Please don't think too much. Lord Otto didn't tell you, which means he 'doesn't want' to tell you." Amber warned.

"Ah... I understand. The more you know, the faster you die~"

"It's not that serious, is it?"

After exchanging a few more words with Amber, most of the time discussing Theresa, Amethyst felt that it was about time, so she got up, said goodbye, and returned to her home.

"Wow——!"

As soon as she entered the door, a short ghost covered with a sheet jumped out from the corner. Zijing was not scared, but found it funny. "I have never seen such a short ghost."

"Woo..."

The "ghost's" young heart was obviously hurt by such a simple sentence. He fell to the ground, wrapped in the bed sheet, and looked depressed.

"Don't dirty the sheets..."

Amethyst walked over and pulled off the bed sheet, revealing the cute little Theresa with her pouting mouth and sulking.

"Miss 'Ghost' is actually worried about her height? She's obviously floating, so this kind of thing shouldn't matter to her, right?" Zijing was still adding fuel to the fire.

"... Jing, if you keep talking like that, I'll be very angry and will run away from home! I won't come back for even half a minute!"

"Ah, yes, yes... I'm sorry, my little princess, half a minute is too long. This amount of time is enough for someone with bad intentions to kidnap you~"

"Wooo ...

"Go ahead. When the time comes, Bishop Otto will find someone to take you out for training. Spending the night outside can last much longer than half a minute."

"..."

Theresa was about to step out of the house but then silently took back her steps and looked at Zijing pitifully, "Jing, won't you come with me when the time comes?"

"No, I'm a civilian employee and my vacation time is over. I can't be with you every day like before. Besides, you're a grown-up kid now and you should learn to grow up independently away from me." Zijing touched her head and smiled like a father.

"I haven't grown up yet, I'm still so short~" Theresa gestured her own height.

"You were still feeling depressed about your height just a few seconds ago, but you learned to face your scars so quickly?"

"Because I really don't want to leave Jing. Running away from home just now was just talk~" Theresa hugged Zijing's arm again and said coquettishly in a sweet voice.

"Which TV show did you see this trick on?"

"Hmm...self-taught?"

"Who believes it?"

"I... No, don't try to fool me, Jing, I must take you with me when I go to training. I won't go without you! I'm used to sleeping in a bed that smells like you!"

"...Please don't say things that could be misunderstood!"

"Really! I can't sleep without familiar smells!"

"Don't stress it! I know what you mean, so please stop talking about my little aunt!"