Time slowly passed, and with the passage of time, a lot of things happened.
The child of Sword Without End was also born.
"It's truly miraculous,"
Standing outside the delivery room, Tuberculosis Rabbit looked toward the anxious Sword Without End and couldn't help but exclaim, "These days, even Clones can have children; what else is there that can't happen?"
At this moment, Sword Without End had no desire to argue with Tuberculosis Rabbit. He paced back and forth outside the delivery room with an anxious and restless expression, clearly waiting for news from inside.
Ever since Sword Without End married his own Clone, the relationship between the two had always been good, and the AI of the Clone had grown stronger. Starting from an initial state of confusion and ignorance, it had now become indistinguishable from normal humans.
But with that, it also developed quite a few small habits.
