《Choosing a Mom in Heaven》


 Chapter One

    "Do you love your job? How are you spending your day today? Are you feeling happy and content today?"


    These are three questions Mila sets for herself every day, hoping that her answers will be positive each day.


    Yesterday, she renewed her work contract for another ten years. She truly loves her job.


    At 7 o''clock in the morning, the alarm clock rings right on time. Mila abruptly sits up in bed.


    Today is another sunny day, and the plants and flowers on the balcony are basking in the sunlight. After finishing breakfast, Mila also waters the plants on the balcony with the daily essential water, allowing them to drink and grow beautifully.


    Arriving at the office building, the staff are already forming a long queue. Everyone is dressed in white work uniforms, lining up in an orderly fashion to enter the office building for work. They patiently wait for identity verification and to receive their work assignments ¨C a routine they must follow every day.


    Employees waiting to start work are gradually increasing, and the queue is getting longer. However, everyone remains very quiet, with no greetings or conversations taking place.


    Because here, they don''t know each other, they don''t know names, each person has their own specific job responsibilities, and there is no need for interaction with other staff members.


    This is a quite favorable work environment and atmosphere for Mila. Dealing with colleagues is something she is not good at. In the MBTI (Myers-Briggs Type Indicator) personality test, she is a definite introverted person.


    Soon, it is Mila''s turn. The system identifies her, hands her a file, and it''s done. The process is quite swift and efficient.


    She holds the file and walks out from the arched gate of identity verification and task assignment. The system then appears in front of her, creating and opening a door out of thin air. Without hesitation, she pushes the door open and walks in.


    In the center of the pure white room, there is a massive golden cylinder, resembling an energy pool that extends endlessly upward and downward, with no visible end in either direction.


    Upon entering the room, the machines on the ceiling automatically open, and three babies with pacifiers sit on a white rectangular platform, slowly descending from the ceiling.


    On their clothes, the numbers 115, 189, and 328 are written respectively.


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    Mila happily approaches them and greets, "Hi, how are you? Are you 115, 189, and 328? Nice to meet you. Starting today, I''m your supervisor, and my name is Mila."


    She forms her hand into a fist, extending it one by one to the three babies. Their little fists also collide with hers one by one ¨C this is their unique way of greeting.


    "Great! Okay, let''s get familiar with the surroundings first. Please follow me," she says with enthusiasm.


    The three babies, pacifiers in their mouths, sit on the white platform and nod in unison. Then, they turn around, wiggle their little bottoms, step down from the white platform, and holding hands, follow behind Mila.


    Mila stops in front of a door, and the automatic door opens after recognizing her identity.


    Mila looks back at them, making sure they are following her well. When she sees them holding hands in an adorable manner, she can''t help but laugh. This time, all three babies have very quiet and gentle personalities.


    After the door opens, a long corridor comes into view, with large rectangular screens on both sides.


    Mila leads them through the corridor, saying, "On both sides of the corridor, you''ll see screens displaying families who are about to welcome a baby. You can observe and choose here, find your favorite mom. If you choose a mom you like, please don''t hesitate to tell me. I''ll assist you in being placed with your chosen mom."


    Upon reaching the end of the corridor, Mila takes the initiative to hold their hands and walks back. "There are a total of 100 screens here, which means you have 100 choices. If you don''t find a mom you like here, don''t worry. The data is updated every month, so you''ll have many new choices in the future."


    Back at the automatic door, Mila continues, "However, you should be aware that after the monthly data update, your chosen mom may enter the selection pool for other babies. In other words, she might be chosen by other babies, and you would lose the chance to select her."


    Mila turns around, stopping in front of the automatic door. After identity verification, the door opens. At the same time, the white rectangular platform in front of the energy column slowly rises, disappearing into the ceiling. Simultaneously, three mechanical switches on the ground activate, raising three baby cribs from the floor.


    "This is where you rest. If you get tired, you can come back here to sleep," Mila explains.


    As the baby cribs smoothly land on the ground, three square platforms rise next to each crib.


    "This is the calling station. You can call me or the system for anything," Mila says, and as she speaks, a circular button rises in the middle of the three square pillars. She then guides them around to the back of the energy column, saying, "This is the cloud area. You can move around here."


    At that moment, a lullaby starts playing in the room. Mila checks the time on her watch and says, "It''s time for a rest, babies. Let''s go back to the cribs for now. We''ll explore the room later."


    The three babies, pacifiers in their mouths, nod in agreement. Mila leads them back to their cribs, and each baby climbs into their own crib, pacifiers in their mouths, ready for a peaceful nap.


    Mila ensures that they are all tucked in with their small blankets. "Sweet dreams, babies. I''ll come back later." After saying this, she leaves the room and heads to the dining area.


    Now, in all the office buildings of this world, the babies sleep, and all the employees have their meals.


    The cafeteria also follows a unified white style, and employees orderly hold trays while queuing. The vast cafeteria is remarkably quiet, and the atmosphere remains exceptionally serene during meals.


    Finally, it''s Mila''s turn. The daily offerings from the system are always different, and Mila particularly enjoys the sense of surprise that comes with the unknown.


    She has a habit of reading files while eating. These are the task files the system provided her when she entered the office building earlier this morning.


    She wants to take advantage of the meal and rest time to read the files thoroughly. There is a lot of content in the files, and the general idea is that the system is in the process of fixing a bug and needs Mila''s assistance to complete this bug repair.


    In fact, Mila heard about this bug three years ago.


    It was during a company-wide meeting when the system first acknowledged its mistake and then explained the process of what happened.


    It turned out that a baby, taking advantage of the absence of its supervisor, sneaked into the "selection corridor" and accidentally fell into one of the screens. This mistake directly brought the baby into the real world. Unfortunately, instead of being able to choose a human mom and become a cherished human baby, for some unknown reason, the baby ended up being born to a cat mom and became a little kitten.

 Chapter Two

    The next day, when the supervisor and the system discovered the baby was missing, the system immediately arranged for many staff members to go to the real world to find the baby. After screening many moms, there was no trace or sign of the baby. It wasn''t until later that they found out the baby had been born to a cat mom. Since then, strict identity verification is required for entry and exit in the "selection corridor," and sturdy glass has been installed on both sides of the corridor.


    Mila''s current task is to assist the system in reproducing the bug and implementing a permanent fix. During the work, all data and outcomes will be fed back into the system for analysis. Mila only needs to take the babies down, and then safely return.


    Mila carefully reads through all the work details and instructions. One of the countless testers with a similar role. The staff eligible to participate in this testing are all experienced employees who have passed qualification certifications.


    Mila has been working here for ten years, and this year marks her 11th year with the company, making her fully qualified to participate in this testing.


    A soothing piano melody fills the entire building, and all the employees return to their respective workspaces in an orderly manner. The moment Mila enters, the three babies in their cribs stretch their legs and arms, yawn with pacifiers in their mouths.


    When they see Mila entering, they obediently stand up from their cribs with pacifiers in their mouths, then carefully and slowly get down from the bed.


    Mila approaches and greets the babies, "Did you sleep well?"


    The babies, with pacifiers in their mouths, all nod in unison. Even though they can''t speak, Mila can sense their satisfaction.


    "Let''s head to the ''Selection Corridor'' now. Follow me closely, little ones," Mila says.


    The babies obediently follow behind Mila. After Mila verifies her identity at the automatic door, it opens automatically.


    "From now, you can freely choose a mom here. There''s a small screen below each display, and that''s where you accumulate the little stars needed for choosing a mom," Mila reiterates.


    After saying this, she turns around and looks back. The automatic door is now open, and they can clearly see the energy column and three baby cribs directly in front of them.


    "There''s also a screen on each of your cribs. This screen will show the stars you currently have," Mila adds.


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    As soon as Mila finishes speaking, she leads the babies into the white hall, and at that moment, the door behind the energy column opens automatically.


    The babies follow behind her as they go around the energy column and enter the room.


    The room is filled with thick clouds, and within the clouds are various flowers, stretching endlessly as far as the eye can see.


    "This is the play area for you, and you can also pick up stars here. Stars may be hidden in the flowers and clouds," Mila explains.


    At this moment, a star jumps out from the clouds and runs to the right. Baby 189 sees the star and starts chasing it. He catches it when the star dives into the flowers.


    At this point, the star count on her crib''s screen has increased.


    Mila goes over and picks her up, saying, "Well done! But now let''s go outside."


    They return to the "Selection Corridor," and now all the screens are lit. The screens showcase the lives of different women, and the babies can observe the moms from an overhead perspective on each screen.


    "Now the system is activated, and you can choose a mom here. Your stars will increase steadily every day, but be aware that if you don''t have enough stars, you may not be able to choose moms with higher star requirements," Mila explains.


    Baby 115, Baby 189, and Baby 328, all with pacifiers in their mouths, are lying in front of the glass, attentively looking at the screens. They seem to understand that choosing a mom is a significant and important matter.


    Observing their serious demeanor, Mila checks the emails she received today and keeps a close eye on the data the system is providing for the three babies. The current data shows that everything is stable, indicating that they are adapting well to the current setup.


    Soon, the day turns dark. The data remains very stable, with occasional fluctuations, but Mila hasn''t sensed strong desires from the babies. At this point, the system plays music, signaling that the selection corridors in all buildings are about to close.


    Mila walks into the corridor, gathers the three babies, and leads them out of the selection corridor. At this point, all 100 screens in the corridor go dark. After verifying their identities, the automatic door locks. Only after Mila comes to work the next day and undergoes identity verification can the corridor be reopened.


    The three babies patiently wait for Mila to finish everything. After completing today''s work, Mila walks over to Baby 115, then crouches down and asks, "115, do you want to know why the selection corridor is closed?"


    Baby 115 nods. Mila smiles and says, "Because moms also need to sleep and rest, you know."


    The three babies nod in unison. Mila stands up and asks, "Any other questions, little ones?"


    The three babies shake their heads in unison, indicating that they have no other questions.


    Mila checks the time and says, "Well, we''ll see each other tomorrow. If you have any questions or thoughts, please let me know right away. I''ll be very happy to help. If you need me to appear here immediately, just press the button beside your cribs, and I''ll be here instantly."


    The three babies nod in unison, waving their little hands to bid farewell to Mila.


    Watching Mila leave the hall, Baby 115 turns around and heads towards the room behind the energy column. Seeing Baby 115 going towards the room that was filled with clouds and flowers, Baby 189 quickly follows and asks in the baby language that only they understand, "115, where are you going?"


    Baby 328 also hurries to follow behind them.


    When Baby 115 stands in front of the door, it opens automatically. The scene before them is astonishing!


    The room is now in a nighttime state, with numerous fireflies in the air providing light, illuminating the clouds and the sea of flowers that stretch endlessly.


    What astonishes the babies the most is that it''s filled with babies here. Many babies are searching for stars in the clouds and flowers, playing with fireflies, or chasing stars within the firefly swarm. However, because the stars move too fast or look too similar to fireflies, they sometimes lose track.


    Baby 189 is wide-eyed in amazement. "115, 328, is... is my eyes playing tricks on me?"


    "Number 897 staff member, your application has been approved. Are you ready to depart now?"


    Mila watches the three babies'' reactions after she leaves, and she can''t help but notice how radiant her own smile is. She truly is melted by the cuteness of the babies.


    The system repeats the question, and Mila realizes it. She quickly turns off the virtual display in front of her and responds, "Yes, I''m ready to depart now."

 Chapter Three

    Yes, Mila is indeed the 897th staff member. Here, they are identified by numbers.


    In the blink of an eye, Mila finds herself standing on a surface that resembles a lake. The lake is as clear as a mirror, and the sky is equally bright, like a mirrored surface.


    Suddenly, vortices appear in the sky, resembling black holes ready to pull everything in. In a matter of minutes, thousands of these vortices emerge.


    Counting the letters in the system, Mila looks at the codes on the letters. Comparing them to the codes of the vortices, when she finds number 16, she enters without hesitation.


    Upon entering the vortex, Mila finds herself in a forest. Tall trees surround her, and there''s a lake nearby. Mila stands by the river in the forest, looking around as if searching for something.


    Dressed in a white work uniform, Mila searches along the riverbank. There''s a radiant glow about her, as if she brings a divine presence to this place.


    Not far from the riverbank, there is a small boat docked, with a little girl sitting on it.


    She''s wearing dark brown clothes, stained with a scent of blood. Her face is smeared with mud and dried blood, and her disheveled hair is clumped together due to dried blood.


    At this moment, she is curled up on the boat, tightly closing her eyes, folding her hands together, and clasping them tightly. It seems like she is silently mouthing something, demonstrating a deep and devout prayer.


    Mila stepped into the boat and gently put her hand on hers. She could feel the girl''s body trembling.


    Under Mila''s touch, the little girl slowly opens her eyes. Her gaze reveals a sense of confusion and astonishment, as if she can''t believe what is happening before her. Seeing Mila suddenly appear in this dirty forest, in the bottomless darkness of the night, she seems to descend like a deity, emanating a dazzling divine radiance.


    Mila smiles gently like an angel. "Number 16, I heard your call."


    The girl looks at the beautiful and gentle Mila, unable to hold back her tears. She rushes into Mila''s arms, releasing all the grievances she has encountered in that moment.


    "I thought... I thought you couldn''t hear my prayers." The girl sobs, crying with deep sadness.


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    "How could that be? I''ve always been by your side. You are the babies I sent out, and I''ve been protecting you all along."


    The girl wipes away her tears and lifts her head from Mila''s embrace. "Why, why am I praying for so long, and you''re only appearing now?"


    The girl''s tone is filled with grievances and a hint of reproach. Mila gently strokes her hair and says, "You pray to God because you believe in God, and God doesn''t respond because God believes in you."


    The girl wipes away her tears and says, "But I really don''t have the courage to go on¡­"


    Mila takes out a white handkerchief and carefully wipes away the tears, dirt, and bloodstains from the girl''s face. "I understand your grievances... God hears your prayers, so He conveys your plea to me. Don''t be afraid, I''m here now¡­"


    "What do you think I should do? Two years ago, my mom passed away, and my dad remarried. The new woman brought along her own child, my stepbrother. One day, while my dad was teaching him to use a hunting rifle, he accidentally shot and killed my dad. Since then, I''ve been forced to hunt in the forest every day to provide food for my stepmom and stepbrother. They never care about me; instead, they only care about what game I''ve caught each day. If I come back empty-handed, I''ll face their scolding and abuse. The food I eat is the scraps left by them ¨C just bones and soup with a tiny bit of meat¡­"


    At this point, the girl choked up. Two years ago, she was still the beloved daughter of her parents, growing up in her mom''s tenderness and her dad''s care.


    The girl, after adjusting her emotions, continued, "A few months ago, they planned to sell me to a 50-year-old man, thinking of getting some money and leaving the forest. But last night, I shot and killed the old man because he tried to harm me. I felt it was the right way to protect myself, but his family and the police want to catch me and give me the death penalty. After being captured by them, I found an opportunity to escape. I''m really tired, and I miss my mom and dad so much¡­"


    At this moment, the girl''s face has been cleaned by Mila. Mila reaches into the nearby water, cleaning the handkerchief. She radiates a gentle glow, causing the water to shimmer.


    "So, do you plan to give up your life tonight?"


    Mila''s question makes the girl close her eyes in pain, tears sliding down her face. Mila gently wipes away her tears, knowing about the girl''s strength and bravery. She heard the girl''s prayer: a plea to God to save her, a desperate request not to die like this, a plea for help.


    How devout and resilient this girl is, Mila doesn''t believe she would willingly give up her own life.


    "Sophie¡­"


    Hearing a familiar voice, the girl opens her eyes, as if she hears her mother''s voice, "Mom?!"


    The girl opens her eyes and sees her mother standing in front of her. She stands up in surprise.


    "Sophie!" "Dad!"


    At this moment, the dad also appears beside the mom, embracing her in his arms. They stand next to Mila, appearing in front of Sophie.


    "Dad, Mom." Sophie embraces her parents tightly, tears welling up in her eyes once again.


    Mom holds Sophie in her arms and strokes her hair, saying, "It''s been two years since we last saw you, and our Sophie has grown so tall. Darling, our daughter is getting more and more beautiful."


    Mom is still as gentle as ever. Sophie, feeling the warmth of her mother''s embrace, can''t help but burst into tears. While she restrained her tears when facing Mila just now, she is now truly crying out loud, releasing all her emotions.


    Dad also steps forward, embracing his two most beloved women. "Yes, Sophie is getting more beautiful, growing up, my child."


    Dad''s voice is a bit choked up, he wipes away tears from the corners of his eyes, "Dad is sorry, Dad is sorry... I really love you both."


    "Sophie..." Sophie hugs her parents even tighter, "I really missed you both¡­"


    "You''ve suffered, my child. Mom and Dad know about everything you''ve been through, and it really pains our hearts. It''s all Dad and Mom''s fault, we shouldn''t have left you alone in this world, facing its cruelty all by yourself... Dad and Mom are sorry, truly sorry for what you''ve endured."


    "No! Mom, you''re not at fault, and Dad isn''t either. I''m so happy to be your child, and I''m grateful to have parents like you. I don''t regret coming into this world, and I really, really want to experience this world with you both. I love you, Mom. I love you, Dad. I''m sorry for not telling you sooner. I really wanted to say these words to you, and I hope it''s not too late."


    The three of them hug tightly, expressing their longing and apologies to each other.


    "Go find your grandparents, they are in the city center. They will help you." Mom reveals the address of Sophie''s grandparents, a topic she had been avoiding. There seems to be some unresolved tension between her and Sophie''s dad''s parents.

 Chapter Four

    "Yeah, Sophie, leave tonight. Don''t wait for another moment," Dad urges Sophie anxiously.


    "I''ve never met them. Will they help me?" Sophie is worried, but her mom assures her not to worry. She shares some family habits and secrets with Sophie to ensure that this information will help gain their trust.


    However, when Sophie stands in front of her grandparents, they won''t have any doubts that she is their granddaughter, as she looks almost identical to Sophie''s mom.


    "Sophie... I hope you don''t tell them about my passing," Mom hesitates for a moment but decides to share this advice. "Or, maybe, wait until they have accepted you for some time before gradually breaking the news to them... I feel sorry for Dad and Mom, leaving them for seven years, never visiting them until my death; they must be very disappointed in their daughter."


    Sophie''s mom breaks down in tears, covering her face, and collapses onto her husband''s shoulder. He holds her, gently comforting her.


    Mila watches as the sky in the distance transitions from dark to grayish-white, signaling that the sun is about to rise.


    After bidding their final farewells, Sophie wakes up on the boat. She glances around and finds herself alone, with only her small boat drifting by the riverbank, surrounded by the morning mist rising in the forest.


    It seems like she just had a dream, but the dream felt incredibly real. As she sits up on the boat, she notices her reflection in the river, and her face is exceptionally clean. It''s only then that she realizes she''s tightly clutching a white handkerchief in her hands.


    So, this wasn''t a dream. The gods indeed heard her prayers.


    She quickly notes down the dream''s address and information on a piece of paper, preparing to head to her grandparents'' place. As her dad said, she doesn''t want to waste any time.


    When Mila returns home, there are only a few hours left until work. After a brief rest, she heads to the office building to prepare for another day of work.


    Mila glances at the three questions on the wall before leaving: Do you love your job? How are you spending your day? Are you feeling happy and fulfilled today?


    She picks up the green pen and puts a green checkmark next to each of the three questions. Then, she waters the flowers on the balcony, happily walks out, and as she closes the door, a new green bud sprouts from a branch on the balcony.


    Mila walks into the nursery and notices that only Baby 328 is still peacefully sleeping, while Baby 115 and Baby 189 are already playing with other early-rising babies in the cloud area.


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    They seem to exchange a lot of information with other babies. After the "Choice Corridor" starts today, their emotions fluctuate more noticeably. Baby 189 has the highest number of heartbeats. Mila walks over to him, watching together as his favorite mom has the most heartbeats. "Baby 189, do you like this mom?"


    189 nods with his pacifier in his mouth, but Mila can hear his inner baby language, "Yeah, she''s so pretty, I really like her."


    Mila watches the screen with 189, and on the screen is a young woman with short hair. She is taking her dog to the pet hospital, and at the hospital, she is kind and friendly to everyone. Mila asks 189, "Baby, what do you like about her?"


    189 sucks on his pacifier and looks at Mila, speaking animatedly, "This morning, I heard her saying, ''Baby, Mom and Dad are ready to welcome you. Are you coming down to find Mom? Baby, are you choosing a mom in the sky? How about me? Do you want to choose me? Let me be your mom, okay? Darling, both Dad and I are looking forward to your arrival.¡¯"


    "So, does the baby think this mom is good? Do you want to choose this mom?" Mila asks with a smile, looking at Baby 189.


    189 nods affirmatively, "I want to choose this mom; she really wants a baby. Can I be her baby?"


    Mila nods, and she glances at the stars below the screen, furrowing her brows slightly. "Sure, little one, you can choose this mom, but she needs 500 little stars, and you currently only have 3 little stars."


    189 hears Mila''s words with a bit of shock, and he is shocked as he leans on the glass, staring at the displayed numbers above. His eyes widen, then he runs to his crib, where he sees that he only has 3 stars. Next to him, 115 has 5 stars because last night 115 crazily chased stars and managed to catch 3. As for 328, he still has two stars because he has been sleeping all night and today, without catching a single star.


    He covers his head, runs to the display screen, and looks at it in disbelief, then turns to Mila with a shocked expression.


    "What should I do? I only have 3 stars. Am I not able to be her baby?" Mila looks at his pacifier desperately moving, realizing his anxiety and urgency. The inner baby''s language was indeed very anxious as he asked Mila.


    "Don''t worry, baby." Mila crouches down, gently patting the back of Baby 189. "Right now, you only have 3 stars, but there are opportunities to catch more stars every day. As long as you work hard to catch stars, believe that Mommy will surely notice your efforts. Keep it up, baby!"


    "But collecting stars is so difficult, they run so fast. Yesterday, Number 115 falls several times," 189 says, feeling a bit discouraged, lowering his head.


    Mila crouches in front of him, placing her hand on his little shoulder. "As long as your desire is strong enough, all the forces in the universe will come together to help you make your wish come true."


    "Really?" 189 looks at Mila with delight, his eyes shining with a spark of ignited hope.


    "Yes, really," Mila nods affirmatively.


    This night, 189 kept chasing stars all night, not sleeping at all, weaving through the clouds and flower fields.


    The next day when Mila arrives, 115 and 328 are already in the clouds, chatting with their pacifiers in their mouths. 328 seems to really like the flowers. 189 is still sound asleep; he sleeps the entire morning.


    When Mila comes back after lunch, he wakes up. After waking up, he sits in front of the designated screen, which shows the mom he chose. He can sit there and watch all afternoon, smiling happily.


    115 and 328 have been taking a long time to choose, and they haven''t selected a mom they like. This is also normal, as some babies may take several months or even years to be with their moms.


    Mila checks the mailbox as usual, but this time the system does not grant permission for redemption requests. However, she can see all the incoming letters, which contain various concerns of the babies as they grow up.


    Some people, because of gaining weight, start to fear the gaze of others, becoming self-conscious and sensitive.


    Some people, after participating in various exams and competitions without achieving satisfactory results, at one point, believed that fate was deliberately tormenting them. They started to slack off, contemplating giving up on life at times.


    Some people, despite being the most capable individuals in the workplace and earning the respect and admiration of bosses and colleagues, also serve as the best family members, partners, and friends in their personal lives. However, they may experience emotional breakdowns, crying, over seemingly small incidents like being unable to open the door when they return home or dropping their keys on the ground. Life and mental pressures weigh heavily on them, making them difficult to breathe.

 Chapter Five

    Some people experience the darkest moments of their lives when their family members fall ill. They deplete all their savings to ensure the proper treatment for their loved ones, accumulate substantial debts, and watch as their cherished family members lie in a sickbed, enduring the torment of illness. This situation causes them immense heartache, and at the same time, they worry every day about financial matters.


    Some people have just lost their romantic relationship, along with their job, and their family cannot provide any support. The question of where to live tomorrow becomes a significant concern.


    Mila feels a bit sad, recalling what she said to Sophie: "God hasn''t answered you because God believes in you."


    But this is the system''s perspective, in reality, Mila has a different point of view. For some people, life seems like a tribulation or redemption, no matter how hard they try. They find it challenging to overcome these difficult moments on their own, and throughout a person''s long life, the accumulation of all the misfortunes can be enough to break their last mental support.


    But she also believes in the system because God is not omnipresent and all-powerful, which is why mothers were created.


    Half a month has passed, and 115 and 328 still haven''t chosen their favorite moms. Mila can tell that 115 is a particularly cautious baby, he is very careful and deliberate when making decisions.


    328, on the other hand, is a more casual baby. He just hasn''t taken the selection of a mom as a serious matter yet. Right now, his favorite thing to do is sleep, so he has the fewest stars.


    Mila walks to the side of Baby 115. At the moment, she is standing in front of a screen, and Mila notices that she looks at the screen very frequently.


    "Baby 115, do you like this mom?"


    She bites her pacifier, "She seems like a very kind person."


    Mila follows her gaze to the screen, where a charming career woman is walking on the cold street, holding a hot coffee. When passing by homeless people and street performers, she generously gives them money.


    At this moment, Mila receives a system prompt indicating that she can conduct bug testing with Baby 189.


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    "Good baby, I have other tasks right now. If you choose a mommy, let me know, okay?"


    115 nods obediently with the pacifier in her mouth and then shifts her gaze back to the screen.


    Passing by 328, who is playing on the ground, Mila walks into the cloud to find 189. When she finds him, he is currently grabbing a star. Excitedly, he says to Mila, "I''ve already caught 40 stars! Can I be with my mom soon?"


    "You''re really great, and Mom will feel your efforts." Mila takes 189''s little hand and leads him towards the energy column.


    "Where are we going?" 189 bites his pacifier, communicating with Mila in the language of his inner baby thoughts.


    "We''re going to see the mom you chose." Following the system''s instructions, Mila opens the energy column, and a golden spatial vortex appears in the center. She picks up 189 and steps inside.


    In the blink of an eye, they arrive in front of a villa. A short-haired lady with a red headscarf is directing gardeners and servants to trim the garden. Several doctors are also waiting in front of the villa, as today is the day the dog is expected to give birth.


    The previous bug in the system caused the runaway baby to coincide with the day the homeowner''s cat was giving birth, missing the opportunity to become the mother''s child and instead turning into a little kitten.


    Now the system is conducting tests everywhere to identify the cause of this bug and hoping that such a situation will never occur again.


    Mila holds 189''s hand in the garden and advises him, "Baby, please keep holding my hand and don''t let go, okay?"


    189 nods, but his eyes are fixed on the busy short-haired lady in the garden, the one he has chosen as his mom. Standing here, he feels so close to her, sensing the warmth of her energy.


    Mila frequently checks the watch in her hand. The time for the dog to give birth is approaching. She holds 189''s hand tightly to prevent any accidents.


    The four adorable puppies are born safely. The veterinarians attentively assist in cleaning the puppies and provide a checklist to the servants, hoping they will pay attention to the issues listed.


    The short-haired lady''s eyes glisten with tears. After seeing that all four little babies are born safely, she also breathes a sigh of relief, thanking God for the blessing.


    Mila encounters no anomalies here, and the data returned by the system is all normal. However, at this moment, the system sends a meeting notification, suggesting that in the vast database they have collected, they may have analyzed the reasons for the previous error.


    Seeing that 189 has never taken his eyes off his mom, Mila crouches down and asks him, "Do you have anything you want to say to Mom?"


    189 nods after looking at Mila and then glancing at the mom he chose in the distance.


    Tonight in the villa, the short-haired lady chosen by Number 189 is having a dream. In the dream, there is a young and beautiful lady wearing white clothes, leading a baby towards her.


    The baby, biting the pacifier, walks up to her, takes her hand, and says, "Mom, I''m working hard to collect little stars. Don''t worry, don''t choose other little babies. Can you wait for me?"


    She can''t control her tears as she looks at the adorable baby in front of her. Married for four years, they have been trying to have a child, but pregnancy has not happened.


    She is shedding tears as she looks at the adorable baby in front of her. His little clothes have the number 189 written on them. She caresses his face and hair, nodding and saying, "Mom is waiting for you. Mom and dad have been waiting for you. You are number 189, right?"


    She gently pokes 189''s little clothes, and he obediently nods.


    She smiles tenderly, holding 189 in her arms and saying, "Baby, don''t work too hard to collect stars. Mom and Dad will wait for you always."


    Watching the angel and the baby walking farther away, she also wakes up from the dream. The dream was so real, and she describes it to her awakened husband, crying and laughing.


    The white hall houses a circular tiered conference room filled with staff wearing white work uniforms.


    In the center is an energy column surrounded by virtual screens displaying the data results analyzed by the system. It turns out that it''s the result of a series of coincidences, and these coincidences are extremely rare to encounter.

 Chapter Six

    In the sky, there are many systems, some managing humans, some managing small animals. The system Mila is a part of manages humans.


    The accident happened because both the human management system and the animal management system encountered errors simultaneously. At the same time, both humans and animals ran away, so the human mother lacked a baby, and the cat mother also lacked a baby.


    And at that moment, the human mother and the cat mother almost simultaneously gave birth, and the two babies who ran away accidentally exchanged identities. The cat became the human mother''s baby, and the human baby became the cat''s child.


    This was the responsibility of two systems. After three years of data collection, they finally reached this conclusion. Now, both systems have fixed this bug, and such accidents will never happen again. This kind of incident is absolutely not allowed.


    At the end of the meeting, all workspaces are already closed, and they can no longer return to their workspaces.


    Mila returns home and looks at the three questions on the wall: Do you love your job? How did you spend your day? Did you feel happy and content today?


    She hesitates for a moment but then picks up the green pen and draws a green checkmark on it.


    As time passes, the babies she sent out are gradually growing up. In the process of growing up, it seems that their troubles are increasing, and their feedback is no longer as positive and happy as before. Mila receives more and more pleas and witnesses an increasing amount of suffering, so she hesitates.


    The next day, Mila, after passing through the office building''s identity recognition, enters the workspace. She sees that 189 is still collecting stars in the clouds and flower sea, while 328 is gloomy next to the energy column.


    115 happily runs out of the clouds upon seeing her. Excitedly, she says to Mila, "I''ve chosen my mom, and I''ve collected enough little stars!"


    Mila looks at her choice, and it turns out she has chosen this kind-hearted mom. It appears that 115 had already chosen a mom long ago, she has been silently collecting little stars. She is indeed an emotionally stable and diligent baby.


    Mila double-checks with her about the chosen mom. After receiving a positive response from 115, Mila submits the process application to the system. At this moment, in front of the energy column, 115''s crib descends to the ground, and a white platform descends from the ceiling.


    Mila lifts 115, preparing to place her on the platform. However, 115 squirms a bit and looks at Mila, asking, "Can I say something to 328?"


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    Mila sets her down and watches as 115 runs toward the unhappy 328. She whispers something into his ear, but Mila remains unaware of the content of their conversation.


    This white platform, which descended from the ceiling the first time Mila saw the three babies, is now rising to the ceiling again, and in the ceiling, it disappears. 115 is really gone.


    Mila, holding the hands of 328 and 189, stands in front of the screen of the mom chosen by 115. The career woman on the screen returns home after a tiring day. When she enters the bathroom with a pregnancy test in hand, she exclaims in surprise. Two clear red lines indicate that she is pregnant!


    115 has already calmly and quietly gone to the side of the mom she chose.


    After seven months, Number 189 finally collected 500 small stars. Unfortunately, the system updates its data every month, and during these months, he only saw his chosen mom twice.


    After collecting 500 small stars, he became anxious. He worried that other babies might choose his mom.


    On this day, as soon as Mila arrives in the workspace, 189 hurries to her, hoping Mila can help him. It''s been three months since he last saw his mom in the database, and he''s worried that his mom might have been chosen by someone else.


    Mila understands his anxiety. While applying for access to the database, she comforts Baby 189. She believes that there aren''t many babies here with the determination to collect 500 little stars.


    Sure enough, the mom selected by Baby 189 is still in the database. She will re-enter Mila''s workspace database next month.


    Knowing this news, Baby 189 is very happy, but he probably keeps working hard to collect stars, almost without resting or stopping. During the waiting period, nothing else can capture his interest. He continues to run in the clouds and flower fields every day, diligently collecting more little stars.


    Finally, the day for database update has arrived. Baby 189 is already waiting in front of the automatic door of the selection corridor, eager for Mila to arrive. Mila takes him to the selection corridor to confirm the information about his mom. She checks the little stars of Baby 189 and asks, "You have collected 560 little stars. Are you sure you want to discard the excess stars and choose this mom?"


    Baby 189 nods firmly. Mila watches as Baby 189 disappears from the white platform. She wants to tell every mom that each child is earnestly selecting a mom in the sky. They choose you, willing to give up countless treasures in the sky, coming to you bare and vulnerable, like beggars with nothing, please be sure to cherish these angelic babies who leave everything behind and come to you without hesitation.


    Now there is only 328 left, and for a whole year, 328 has not chosen a mother. As the year comes to an end, the system has assigned two new babies to Mila.


    Everything was going as usual, calm and smooth, until one day Mila is urgently summoned back to the workspace by the system while she is sleeping. 328 and another baby are fighting.


    Asked about the reason, it turns out they both set their eyes on the same mom.


    Mila separates the two fighting babies and looks at their stars. "Babies, fighting won''t solve the problem. Your stars aren''t enough to choose this mom yet."


    The two babies calm down, angrily biting their pacifiers while looking to the left and right. Mila holds both babies in her arms, soothing them gently.


    The next day at work, Mila receives another approved prayer from the system, and once again, the gods hear their voices.


    But unexpectedly, this time, many staff members have arrived. A young woman is pushed off a bridge by someone. Before falling into the river, she prays to the gods to save her child. She is eight months pregnant and willing to sacrifice herself, but she wants the gods to save her child.


    That night, workers from different departments were numerous and busy. Some were busy recording and updating death data as the young lady''s life couldn''t be saved. Other workers were busy arranging and recording the birth of a baby. Originally, this baby wasn''t supposed to come into the world, but God decided to save him, so workers from the death database management department and heaven''s personnel needed to cooperate with each other.


    After a busy night, the baby was finally born successfully just before the mother''s death and safely reached the riverbank. An hour later, by the hand of fate, the newborn baby would be rescued by a kind passerby at the riverbank and taken to the hospital.


    All miracles have the footprints of God.


    Mila, on her way back, passes by a house with lights on. It is the family where 115 was reincarnated, and by now, she is 2 years old. It seems that 115 can sense Mila''s presence outside the window, and she starts excitedly waving her hands and dancing.

 Chapter Seven

    Mom holds 115 and, together with dad, are busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen. After breakfast, they have to go to work. Suddenly, 115 says to Mom, "Little brother."


    Holding her, Mom and Dad didn''t hear clearly. They asked 115 what she said. 115 looked at Mom and said, "Mom, Little brother, gather little stars."


    Dad excitedly lifts up 115 and asks her, "Are you saying a little brother? Are you saying Mom is expecting a little brother?" After that, he kisses his wife next to him and says, "That''s wonderful, darling. We''re going to have another baby."


    Yes, two or three-year-old children seem to have the ability to predict their future siblings. They are good friends in the sky, so they made an arrangement to be born into the same family. Now Mila understands what 115 told 328 before leaving, and they might have made a pact back then. Mila thinks that perhaps this month, 328 will be able to collect enough stars.


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    Mila, on her way back, also passed by the home of 189. It''s now late morning. Four little puppies are playing in the garden, chasing after 189. Their mom brings out a plate of snacks from the villa and wipes 189''s little hands clean.


    While wiping his little hands, Mom asks, "Sweetheart, do you need to exchange little stars when you choose a mom?"


    He nods, using his now clean little hands to pick up a treat from the plate and savor it carefully.


    "If you choose me as your mom, how many little stars do you need to exchange?"


    The 189 baby stretches out a little hand, five.


    "Need five little stars?" the mom asks.


    He shakes his little hand.


    "Fifty?"


    He shakes his head, then shakes his little hand again and says, "Five hundreds."


    Suddenly, a feeling of overwhelming emotion surrounds the mom.


    Mila watches the mother and son tightly embracing in the garden, and she is deeply moved as well.


    Before the baby arrives on Earth, they already love you.