"Joint custody of a human?" As Lin Mo read the title, the baby suddenly let out a gurgling laugh. His laughter formed rings of golden ripples inside the nursery, and the document in the United Nations special envoy's hand suddenly began to turn its own pages, the ink flowing and reorganizing on the parchment.
Attorney Wang Ming's spectacle lenses flashed with a blue light: "Mr. Lin, they just amended Article... of the Interstellar Children's Rights Convention."
Before his voice died away, twelve baby walkers suddenly levitated. They formed a regular dodecahedron structure in the air, with each metal support refracting sunlight from different eras—the sickly green of the 1999 Nasdaq crash, the dark red of the 2008 financial crisis, and the gilt gold from when Lin Mo first defeated Chen Hao at a business summit.
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