"Hey, hey, hey, isn't that way too weak? Can it guarantee superior genes for our descendants?"
After being enhanced and adjusted by the God of War, Raphael—whose combat ability was extremely close to that of Individual No. 1 and whose own strength was more than four times that of an ordinary Winged Species—was slightly flustered.
"I'm not even complaining, so what are you complaining about?" Li Zihan rolled his eyes.
"Aren't children just accidents that happen when their parents love each other? Am I supposed to break off the engagement because the quality of an accidental byproduct isn't good enough?"
"Maybe you have your own views, but being weaker than the average Winged Species is just too degrading." As a race of war machines, Raphael clearly did not think highly of the Divine Spirit Race fragment named Ereshkigal.
"What's degrading about it?" Li Zihan rolled his eyes. In his view, there was no need to care about something like bloodlines when they could be altered at any time.
Through the boy's rainbow-colored eyes, he saw the requisitioned battleship Ronnie Drauwnier speeding toward the palace.
Seeing this, Li Zihan decided to go play with the Forest God instead of paying attention to Raphael, who had suddenly become concerned about his spouse.
"Since you want to see a child with excellent genes so badly, why don't you give birth to one for me?"
Knowing full well that the Winged Species had no reproductive ability, the boy turned around and fired back at Raphael. His figure then became hazy, and he quickly vanished from the palace.
After he left, the Winged Species holding a diary in her hand stared at the spot where he had disappeared, frowned, and muttered softly.
"Give birth to an excellent child of my own?"
The Forest Spirit