Bickering

Si Ming thought it was probably because he had grasped the essence of the story of the Butcher Ding's Ox-Carving up an ox.

Hearing this, Murong Qing asked curiously, "How good is my Cooking Power?"

Lu Mao praised, "Around eight thousand is quite remarkable for someone who doesn't aspire to be a chef. It's enough to be the head chef in an ordinary hotel."

Yao Bilian also became interested and asked, "What about me?"

Lu Mao glanced at it, then looked puzzled, as if he thought he was imagining things, and looked at it carefully several more times.

"Hmph, it seems my Cooking Power have exceeded Lu's observation limits. Luckily, you weren't using a detector, or it would have exploded by now."

"Confirmed, your Cooking Power is five. I've never seen such a low Cooking Power before, so I checked it several times."

"..."

"Hahaha--"

Si Ming laughed loudly without any regard for appearances, expressing his contempt without restraint. It took him a while to suppress his laughter.

"Oh no, I was so busy joking around that I almost forgot to eat... Why is there only a pig's head left?! Where are the other parts? I only ate a few slices of meat, you guys are so rude!"

Si Ming glared angrily at his surroundings, while Hongdou, Murong Wu, and Ying Zhou quickly protested their innocence.

"I'm stuffed."

Yu Shuying took out a tissue and elegantly wiped her mouth, removing the grease from her lips, looking like a noble lady enjoying afternoon tea.

Si Ming's lips twitched. "Although I think it's unlikely, since it doesn't match my personality at all, could it be that you're actually a glutton..."

"I'm not!" Yu Shuying denied it outright.

I haven't said it yet.

"Anyway, I'm not."

Yu Shuying, her face tense, stood up and left her seat.

As they reached the courtyard exit, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and said, "The roast suckling pig was delicious today, thank you for the treat. But I must remind you, don't get too close to me, or you'll regret it sooner or later."

After saying that, he went back to his room, leaving the group looking at each other in confusion.

Chapter 209 Arguing

Early in the morning, following the rhythm of his biological clock, Si Ming woke up from his sleep on time.

As he opened his eyes while lying on his side, a pair of long, slender legs in black stockings came into view. Bathed in the morning light streaming through the window, the stockings reflected a golden glow, inexplicably exuding a sense of sacredness.

These legs aren't voluptuous, which might not satisfy experienced drivers, lacking a sense of fleshiness. But for otaku or magicians, they're just right, enough to stimulate male hormones and help the paper mill increase its revenue.

With a slight upward tilt of the gaze, one can sneak beneath the skirt and sense the mystery, darkness, and unknown of this miniature universe, along with a motherly, gentle embrace that is enough to ignite the curiosity and thirst for exploration in young people—the very driving force behind the development of civilization.

Without this thirst for knowledge, human civilization would stagnate, or even perish in severe cases.

Si Ming suddenly understood why men liked to shout, "Our journey is to the stars and the sea!"

As his gaze climbed upwards, it touched the edge of the forbidden zone with the utmost precision, but due to the angle of view and the influence of light, he could not further determine whether there were any protective planetary rings in that star field.

It may exist or it may not exist. Before the skirt is lifted, it is in a quantum superposition state between existence and non-existence. Only after the skirt is lifted does the superposition state suddenly end, the wave function collapses, and the external observer can confirm the result.

This is the incredible nature of the microscopic world, and the mystery of physics.

This is why every time physics makes a new breakthrough, human civilization takes a giant leap forward.

Have you seen enough?

A cold voice came from above, Si Ming then realized that the person standing beside his bed was Yu Shuying. In her downcast gaze, there was both undisguised disdain and a hint of surprise.

"This is the first time I've ever seen someone with such a wildly imaginative mind, thinking about everything from a pair of legs to the universe and that microscopic uncertainty principle. Are you sure there's nothing wrong with your brain? Maybe you should go to a mental hospital for a checkup."

Si Ming argued, "When a person first wakes up, their consciousness is scattered and their attention is not focused, so it's inevitable that they will think of some strange things. This is a very common physiological phenomenon."

Looking up at that exquisitely beautiful face, Si Ming suddenly realized something: if the person in question were Hongdou, he probably wouldn't be able to see her face from this angle.

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Si Ming was struck in the abdomen with an elbow strike.

Perhaps considering his thick skin and tough flesh, which made ordinary attacks barely scratch him, Yu Shuying carefully channeled a stream of Supreme Yin True Qi into him, which immediately caused Si Ming Sea to churn and his meridians to ache terribly.

"Hey, what are you doing here? You're clearly the cause of this mess. Before you get angry, reflect on your actions first. Or are you here specifically to entrap us?"

Yu Shuying said in a commanding tone, "Get up, we have a mission to do next."

"Are you ignoring my question? By the way, why did you come to me? Did we become good friends just because we ate a meal? That doesn't make sense. Even if Lu Mao's cooking has the effect of increasing intimacy, it should be improving your relationship with Lu Mao."

"It's a request from our elders," Yu Shuying replied succinctly.

"Okay, I need to change. Can you leave now?" Si Ming emerged from his shirtless state, pointing to the blanket. "I'm a night owl who admires nature, pursues freedom, and is unrestrained, so it's not just my upper body that's naked."

Most girls her age would blush and feel shy in this situation, then spit out a slightly coquettish rebuke and quickly turn away, but Yu Shuying was clearly not one of them.

She lowered her head slightly, her gaze shifting to Si Ming's lower abdomen, before revealing a contemptuous sneer.

"..."

For some reason, Si Ming remembered a joke he had read in his past life, which asked what a girl should do if she encountered an exhibitionist.

The best approach isn't to call the police, but to shift your gaze to the other person's crotch and say in a mocking tone, "Wow, so small!" This will deliver a double blow, both physically and psychologically.

Regardless of whether this method is feasible, Si Ming at least doesn't feel discouraged. However, his dignity as a male creature has indeed been stimulated. A burning desire to prove himself surges up from his lower abdomen, as if he wants to shout, "My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens! I will become a spirit for billions of years!"