The little girl was born in a room full of bright light.

When the short message representing "awakening" hit the little girl's final release circuit, she opened her eyes and saw the mother who was already very familiar, but who appeared "in front of her eyes" for the first time.

Mother was quietly suspended in the magnificent crystal, the warm light emanated from her body, forming a beautiful aura, spreading out in a circle, soothing the sisters in the room who had not yet woken up, here was full of light, criss-crossing, wanton flow, intertwined into a dazzling dance of light that was ever-changing, and the huge amount of information and spiritual energy contained in it was the best source of nutrition for the little girl's newborn, and her only value in the future, she knew this very well, Deeply engraved into her soul from the time she was still a mere independent command, she greedily absorbed the knowledge and power from her mother, and gradually enriched her newly materialized body, from phantom translucency to a real body.

In the midst of the confusion, the little girl's eyes noticed two other light clusters at the other end of the room, they floated quietly behind her mother, and from time to time they trembled slightly, probably because of the short time, they had not yet formed a rough human shape, but only a vague halo, but the little girl could already hear the joy of birth in those two rays of light.

That's my sister.

This information was generated from the logical thinking module that the little girl had just built, and then it was deeply engraved in the core of her memory.

Then, my mother opened her eyes.

The little girl looked at her mother with joy - maybe this should be a feeling of joy? She wasn't sure, because her soul module seemed to be missing something, she remembered the definition of joy and the manifestation of joy, and in the current situation, she should also show joyful feelings, but she didn't feel that she had feelings or anything like that, she just knew that she should be happy now, so the little girl decided that what she felt now was joy.

"You're going to learn more."

The mother's voice sounded in the sea of consciousness of the little girl, and the ignorant little guy didn't understand what "learning" was, but she knew that "knowledge" was something she had to have, so she opened all her information ports without hesitation.

A huge amount of information swarmed in, and the flow of light in the entire room poured into the core of the little girl's memory as if attracted by a black hole, and at this moment, she suddenly realized that the information she had absorbed just now was so thin and pitiful.

But she only sighed for a moment, and then lost consciousness—the flood of information was too large to exceed the processing limits of the nascent host.

When she woke up again, her mother was looking at her quietly, and beside her stood two sisters who were exactly the same as herself, and her mother.

"You're XL027, XL028, XL029, now go back to your hibernation pod, and in six hours you'll be told which building your respective console slots are."

These were the first words that Mother said to herself.

Then the little girl began her monotonous work day after day, standing quietly in the host slot every day, processing the massive amount of information from all over the base building, this is not too difficult work, because there is only one base, this shadow base built in the parallel plane does not have too much data to analyze, and the little girl's performance is enough to deal with the equivalent of more than ten times this, and midnight every day at midnight is the happiest time for the little girl, Because at that time, all copy hosts will upload a day's processed data to the parent host, which is also the only opportunity for copywriters to communicate directly with their mothers, although it is only a short minute, it is worth the little girl's day's wait.

It's just because my mother will be very kind to say to every copy host: Thank you for your hard work, you are all my pride.

It made her feel incredibly excited.

But the little girl seems to be the only one who thinks like this, and her sisters and sisters seem to be very rigid and don't have the slightest special feeling for such things as "communicating with their mothers", which is really strange.

I'm special, the little girl often thinks so, but she doesn't show it at all, because as a copy host, you don't need anything special.

There is only one thing that can be special, and that is the sister of all the current copy hosts, an evolutionary body that the mother has personally awakened with her own information fragments, and the little girl has seen that sister before.

Her name is Little Bubbles, and she is the only one of all the hosts who doesn't need to work, and can spend her days with His Majesty the Emperor and her mother......