He then pointed to the small shovel in his hand:
"If I call it Huang, is it a dog then?"
The umbilical cord surrounding the placenta swung aimlessly and slowly, as the Mother God stared blankly at the golden shovel in Kong Zen's hand, feeling puzzled for the first time:
"No, no, it's a shovel."
Kong Zen immediately showed an expression of relief:
"Correct, it is a shovel, and not any name I impose on it. Mother God is the name given to you by heaven and earth, but it is not you yourself. So, may I ask, who are you then?"
This time, Mother God was stunned for a while, her umbilical eyes examined herself for a long time, and finally replied uncertainly:
"I... I am the placenta?"
"Wonderful! Tan Yue has been enlightened!"
"Tan Yue is truly someone with destiny!"
Kong Zen clapped and praised, his tone full of joy.
Hearing Kong Zen's voice, Mother God couldn't help feeling a bit of delight.
