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Chapter 556 What else should we call him if not son?
Upon hearing this, the stragglers couldn't help but feel a vein throb on their foreheads.
Although he was certain that he had never seen this guy in his decades of wandering, he couldn't help but want to attack him the moment he saw him holding up the gourd and talking.
And it was especially hard to contain oneself when he said the words "your dad".
Xu Ning naturally sensed that the stragglers were in a bad mood, and coughed lightly to explain.
"I know you have a lot of questions, but let me tell you the most important thing first."
Xu Ning leaned closer to the soldier and whispered, "First of all, you're not actually a real person; you're a puppet created by your mother."
The soldier silently drank his wine, and after a while, he nodded slightly.
He had never mentioned his status as a puppet to anyone, and he was well aware that he looked no different from a normal person.
This person knows this secret of his own, and may indeed know a great deal about his own background.
"Secondly, do you think I'm too young to be your father, considering you're an 'old man' who's lived for hundreds of years?"
The soldier nodded again, which was exactly why he thought Xu Ning was joking.
Although he didn't know why he seemed to have lost all his memories, he still had a vague impression that he had lived for hundreds of years.
"So I say we should start with the one who created you—your mother. She was a goddess who created you hundreds of years ago, so you are her son. And I met her a year ago and became her husband, so you are also my son."
Was I created by a god?
That's true. If it weren't for a god, how could they create a body that is no different from an ordinary person's, yet far stronger?
The soldier believed her a little more, then asked, "Did she tell you why I'm wandering around?"
Xu Ning smiled wryly, "She told me this when she was drunk one time. After you regained consciousness, she was very happy and wanted to cook some delicious food for you herself..."
"We can't let her cook!" the soldier suddenly interjected.
Xu Ning was stunned.
"What did you say?"
The soldier rubbed his temples, a little confused. "No, when I heard you say she was going to cook, that sentence suddenly popped into my head."
Xu Ning secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "Damn, I thought A Ying's intimidating presence had reminded him of the past. You scared me half to death."
However, I had only heard from the Divine Child that Aying's cooking skills were of a destructive level, but it was still a bit frightening that they could reach the point where an amnesiac person would instinctively refuse them.
"Yes, we couldn't let her cook, but who could stop her back then? After you left home in despair, she actually practiced diligently, but she made no progress for hundreds of years..."
The soldier raised a hand to stop Xu Ning from speaking, "You mean I've been wandering around for so long just for this? Don't you think that's a bit ridiculous? A meal..."
Xu Ning corrected him seriously, "It's not one meal, it's one meal after another."
The soldier thought for a moment, then lowered his hand. "You're right, I think that's enough. So how do you prevent this from happening? I don't believe you can tolerate something that even I can't stand?"
Xu Ning shook his head, "I can't, but do you see this gourd? It's a magical treasure from a grotto-heaven, with a complete kitchen and ingredients inside, a top-notch chef, and always stocked with several of A-Ying's favorite foods... I never fight a battle unprepared."
The soldiers were speechless, but they had to admit that the man in front of them was indeed very thoughtful.
"So you believe me now, right? Although I didn't expect you to call me 'father' right away, I still hope you can clearly understand that I am, after all, your father in name only. Whether in Sumeru or anywhere else, you can rely on me."
Xu Ning made a sincere promise to the stragglers.
The soldier downed the "Thousand Winds" wine in his glass in one gulp and then suddenly laughed.
"I can see that you really know me very well. So if you can answer my next question, I will truly accept that we are a family without blood ties."
This is great news.
Xu Ning immediately sat up straight and gestured with his hand, "Ask away!"
The soldier laughed and said, "First question: Since you know me so well, why do you always call me 'son, son' with such certainty when you call me? Do you really think I'm a 'son'?"
if not?
If I don't call you "son," am I supposed to call you "dad"?
Xu Ning was about to retort with a righteous question, but a word suddenly flashed through his mind, and for a moment he was unable to refute it, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
In that instant, although Xu Ning appeared calm and peaceful, his heart was in turmoil.
Imagine a goddess who one day has a sudden inspiration to create a sturdy body to house her divine essence.
I made one, but it wasn't sturdy enough, so I gave up.
I made a second one, it's very good and powerful, and I've used it.
The second body is that of a goddess with a curvaceous figure and a domineering physique.
So here's the question: as a goddess who doesn't have any wicked tastes, is it possible that when making her first creation, she would sculpt a body with a little boy named Kunkun?
She might create a young loli character, and then, upon realizing there's a problem, transform into a mature woman, but there's absolutely no way she'd create a young boy!
So, the person sitting in front of him is actually his "daughter"?
Seeing that Xu Ning had suddenly fallen silent, the soldier smiled slightly and asked again.
"My second question is, based on the first question, please tell me what my name is?"
Of course I know your name, Lei Dapao!
However, if we follow the conclusion drawn from the first question, you clearly don't have a cannon.
Holy crap, what kind of mess is this? Where am I supposed to find a time machine? I should go ask Akane in Inazuma first before trying to fool this guy.
Xu Ning took a long time to answer: "Actually, you don't have a name at all, nor do you have a gender. You were born from a mistake, and perhaps you never had any meaning from the beginning..."
The soldier paused, his hand twirling the empty cup, and his expression suddenly turned extremely ugly.
He had pondered his own questions countless times, and it seemed that what Xu Ning was saying now was the closest to his own conjecture.
"...But despite this, I hope you understand that none of this can be defined by others. Only you can define it. Only you can give yourself a name, a gender, and even the meaning of your existence."