Little Senti: "It's not that you, Fu Hua, won! I, the Herrscher of Sentience, just don't want to play anymore!"

"Wait a moment. I'll download the master forging skill from Judgement of Thunder first," Chen Luo said to Liu Wenxuan.

"Anyway, there's still some time before business starts at eight. No rush."

"But, Brother Luo, why not just have her print them for me directly?" Liu Wenxuan pointed at Judgement of Thunder.

"She might dare print bread made with Honkai energy, but would you dare eat it?" Chen Luo asked.

"...No." Remembering the compatibility between that unusual energy, Honkai energy, and himself, Liu Wenxuan hurriedly shook his head.

If higher compatibility meant tastier bread, it was hard to imagine just how awful bread printed with Honkai energy would taste.

"But couldn't you print the bread first, Brother Luo, and then have her print the contents onto it?" Liu Wenxuan asked again.

"You could. But can you imagine mapo tofu with strawberries instead of tofu?" Chen Luo asked.

"Huh? What kind of devilish analogy is that?"

"That's basically it. If you eat strawberries alone or mapo tofu alone, even if you might not like them, at least they're edible. But mix the two together, and that's food fit for immortals."

"Printing bread requires special energy, and sharing your knowledge through bread also requires special energy. If you really dare eat spiritual energy mixed with Honkai energy, I can let you give it a try."

"No need. Stop talking, I'm scared." Liu Wenxuan hurriedly shook his head.

Forget tasting it himself—even hearing about that devilish recipe was enough to make Liu Wenxuan shrink back.

This was not something courage could decide.

Liu Wenxuan had courage, but he was not stupid.

"Alright, it's finished downloading. But there's something I'd like to discuss with you," Chen Luo said.

"What is it?"

"Since I got a master-level forging skill from Judgement of Thunder for you,