Jay couldn't help but laugh, and it took him a but for him to gather his composure and pretend that he's laughing at something else. With one hand holding the flashlight to his body, his other chubby hand reached for the baby mobile, grabbing a string and swinging it. Strangely, the baby mobile wasn't dusty, just like the crib.
His female caretaker grinned as she moved her flashlight to the baby mobile in the crib. "You like that, Kaon?"
To keep his cover, Jay babbled back to her. His male caregiver looked at the baby, and he didn't think much of it. The transmigrator couldn't help but think about the ridiculousness of it all. Do they not have China here? Well, he did get some lore from the System that after the third World War, all countries became one with the United Earth.
"Jay, what's China?" The Red King's voice didn't change, so he really didn't know what China is, or was. "In this context, I'm pretty sure it didn't mean porcelain pots and pans."
