"What name should she have?" Yaoshi looked at the Doll.
"No idea. How about Sandrone?" A mischievous impulse suddenly stirred within Zhang Xiu.
"Thou must not name another merely to indulge thine own mischief, husband."
Yaoshi shot Zhang Xiu a reproachful glance. Though she knew nothing of the name Sandrone, his behavior made it clear that he was not taking the process seriously.
"I was just thinking, she has no consciousness and is only data, so..." As Zhang Xiu spoke, he suddenly recalled a scene from his time in the Simulated Universe.
Sure enough, Yaoshi immediately said, "Does data not count as life in thy eyes, husband?"
Those words triggered Zhang Xiu's PTSD on the spot. After all, once the Yaoshi in the Simulated Universe had said that, she had fused every being in the Duyu Star System, including him, into a tree.
Yes, the war had been stopped, and everyone was still alive, but at what cost?
Seeing Zhang Xiu shudder from head to toe, Yaoshi lightly pursed her lips, realizing that her prank had succeeded.
Her reaction made Zhang Xiu realize that she had done it deliberately. He chuckled awkwardly a few times and turned his attention back to the Doll.
After straightening out the Doll sprawled on the bed, Yaoshi leaned against Zhang Xiu.
"I wish to name her Shuxue."
"Oh? Good name. Let's go with that." Zhang Xiu lifted Yaoshi's arm and dressed her.
Yaoshi gently stroked Shuxue's face and body, growing ever more curious about the being who would soon become her companion.
Meanwhile, Zhang Xiu silently gazed at the expanse of pale skin before him as he put Yaoshi's clothes on her, one piece at a time.
Naturally, the Doll had clothes as well. Zhang Xiu had personally picked out a predominantly white-and-red dress