(A slice-of-life story. The protagonist is all about having fun, and there probably won't be a main heroine. If there is one, she'll be an abstract oddball like Phantylia.)
“Jingliu, you're old enough to be Yanqing's grandmother. Why do you still like being called ‘big sister’? Are you into younger guys?”
“Master, don't draw your sword! He's just a child, and children say the darnedest things...”
“Lady Fu Xuan, you've been sitting alone in the general's chair for so long. Are you trying it out in advance?”
“I... I'm just checking the chair's quality!”
“Herta, why are there portraits of you all over the space station? You're so full of yourself.”
“...Shut down. Right now.”
And up in the heavens, Aha shed tears of joy.
“This... this is exactly what I wanted to see!”
Lin Qing's cognition was damaged while he transmigrated, leaving him with the mind of a young child. But the damage only affected his understanding. It didn't take away an adult's logic or a transmigrator's store of information. And so, the aloof figures across the universe all began to fear one “child.”
It's okay, I feel a bit AI and I'm not very sure 🍉
It's a pity that there are too many AIs
Very beautiful and interesting^ω^
Don't not update it. Author, I had a hard time finding a book that suits my taste😭
The setting of the main character being a child really struck a chord with me.
I feel like the writing is pretty good, why did it end up like this?
I live just to read this book.
My corpse feels warm when you look at it
There are too many third persons, he him him That's probably what he is.