this infinite world

"Damn it, Zheng Zha, what on earth are you planning to do!"

Hearing Zheng Zha tightly gripping his wrist and calling for his parents, the clone was shocked and angry.

He was shocked because he had not expected that the original body, which he had always thought was "simple-minded but strong-limbed", would actually play tricks on him and scheme against him. He was angry because the original body had quietly dug such a big hole for him and dragged him here when he was caught off guard...

"It's okay, I'm just going home to have a meal, why are you so scared?"

Zheng Zha chuckled and just used force on his wrist. Although the replica tried its best to maintain its balance, it was still dragged into the living room inch by inch under the huge force of "Honghuang-Kai Tian Pi Di".

"Coming?"

Hearing Zheng Zha's call, a middle-aged woman in her forties who looked vaguely like Zheng Zha came out of the kitchen. When the replica Zheng Zha, who was trying his best to resist, saw her face clearly, he froze in place and dared not move.

It is well known that as the protagonist of a Qidian novel, it is standard to be born in an orphanage. There are even two or three chapters about the protagonist's life experience and parents. Whether it is a story of a loving father and a filial son, or a human-demon hybrid, this type of novel has a considerable market...

However, as the protagonist of a novel, Zheng Zha is different from most protagonists. He... has parents.

That's right, Zheng Zha not only has parents, but also both parents, and his family is quite well-off. This can be seen from the environment they live in. Although it is an ordinary apartment-style residence, it is at least livable for middle-class people.

And the most important thing is that after Zheng Zha went to the main god space, he even came back to the real world and lived with Luo Li and his parents for a month. Of course, this happened after Zheng Zha was copied to the devil team, but the copy was not aware of it. So strictly speaking, this was the first time that the copy Zheng Zha returned to his home after entering the main god space...

“…I’m coming.”

Being stared at by that familiar pair of eyes, no matter how capable and versatile the clone Zheng Zha was, he could only stand there stupidly. A few seconds later, this man raised his hand in a way that no one else in the Devil Team had ever seen, and stiffly prepared to say hello...

"Are you here? Come and sit down!"

But before the clone could speak, Zheng Zha's mother took two steps forward with a smile, took the clone from Zheng Zha, who had already let go of her hand with a smile, and forced the man, who was as stiff as a wooden stake, to sit on the chair next to the dining table.

When Zheng Zha's mother looked at the extremely hideous centipede scar on the replica's face that even destroyed his entire appearance, she frowned and said distressedly: "This injury is really serious... Can't everything be exchanged in the main god space? How come even this injury can't be cured?"

"Uh……"

If we have to say something that touches one's heart, it has to be said by the biological mother. This was obviously the first time the two met, but after just a few words, the clone Zheng Zha was completely messed up.

You should know that the scar on the face of the replica Zheng Zha is his deepest taboo, the kind that no one in the Devil Team dares to ask about, because this scar was left by him when he was humiliated by the former captain of the Devil Team, Reinhardt. It is a shame that he has never forgotten, and it is also proof that he has abandoned his inner feelings...

...But, about these things, does the clone Zheng Zha dare to tell his biological mother? There is no point in telling her, it will only make her relatives worry. So after a brief thought, the clone Zheng Zha still squeezed out a stiff smile and said: "It's nothing, I just got a curse before, and there is no way to get rid of it in a short time. It should be fine after a while..."

"I see. It seems that what you are doing here is indeed very dangerous... If that's the case, I won't ask any more questions."

After looking directly into the clone's eyes for a few seconds, Zheng Zha's mother finally said something that made the clone feel relieved. But the next sentence made the man's heart hang in the air again: "But it feels too fierce to keep doing this... It's better to wear a mask to cover it up."

Before the replica could express its opinion, Zheng Zha's mother took an item from the shelf next to her: "For example, this mask seems to match your clothes better..."

“…Is this a mask?”

When he saw the tight eye mask in his biological mother's hand... no, the mask, even the clone Zheng Zha was silent for three full seconds, and at the same time felt resentful towards his mother's aesthetic sense.

Because in the eyes of the replica Zheng Zha, the difficulty of this thing is simply beyond the sky, and it is hard to accept even just thinking about it in the mind. If he really wears it, the real person next to him will surely die of laughter on the spot...

...No, that bastard is already laughing!
"Why, doesn't this dark and profound style suit your outfit?"

Amid the angry gaze of the replica, Zheng Zha's mother continued to introduce the mask in her hand: "You know, this is a peripheral product of the Phantom Thief Oblivionis. The one in my hand is a limited edition..."

——Very good, after I finish my meal, I will go and kill that damn thief.

Not to mention that a certain thief on a luxury yacht somewhere suddenly sneezed and sighed, "Is someone talking about me again?", facing his biological mother who was eager to try the "mask" in her hand, as if she was going to put it on him, the clone Zheng Zha only felt his scalp tingling.

At this moment, the man's brain had never moved so fast. At the critical moment, the replica suddenly thought of the spatula that Zheng Zha had just held. He was so inspired that he quickly sensed the situation inside the kitchen. With a thought, the flame on the gas stove suddenly merged with a tiny trace of black, and then -

"boom!"

There was a loud explosion from the kitchen, followed by the annoyed voice of a middle-aged man: "Wife, come and have a look, why did the fire suddenly become so big? The casserole is burnt to pieces!"

"Hey, look at you! Are you secretly smoking again and not watching the fire carefully..."

Seeing that the dish she had prepared for a long time was burnt, Zheng Zha's mother didn't bother to ask questions, and quickly put the mask on the table and went into the kitchen. The clone who finally escaped was furious, and kicked Zheng Zha's butt hard, who had his back to her and was already laughing.

"What a joke!" (End of this chapter)