Chen Chuan set down the comic book and smiled. "Cousin, I haven't changed so much that you can't recognize me, have I?"
"Not necessarily." Nian Qian said seriously, "The regulations say that some Mutated Creatures can create illusions or impersonate familiar people to gain trust."
Though he spoke as if joking, his feet remained rooted in place. Clearly, he had not lowered his guard.
Chen Chuan said, "Do you remember your first year of middle school? Once, you secretly brought home a comic book. Well, the cover was rather indecent, and later Aunt found it while cleaning up..."
"Stop, stop, stop. Don't say any more."
Nian Qian hurriedly stopped him. The one who knew about that was definitely his younger male cousin.
Chen Chuan said, "Actually, that kind of verification isn't very reliable. Some things can see your thoughts."
Nian Qian was rather easygoing about it. "If that's really the case, then I'll accept it. I can't exactly deal with things beyond my capabilities, can I?"
Chen Chuan said, "You still have the things I prepared for you?"
"I do."
Nian Qian patted the pocket over his chest. "I wouldn't forget the life-saving things a Fighter gave me."
"You really mean it..."
He walked over, picked up the kettle and cup, and poured Chen Chuan a glass of water.
"When you came down from that airship yesterday, you gave me one hell of a scare. Cousin, what department did you get promoted to this time? Defense Headquarters? The Executive Council?"
He added, "Hey, this is the military. We don't have that Shazhen Soda you like to drink, so don't hold it against us."
Chen Chuan smiled. "Cousin, you know that I rarely drank that kind of soda after I turned ten."
Only then did Nian Qian finally relax completely and