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Xiangyi's expression unconsciously became serious as she thought, but as she entered the kitchen and saw Muning cooking with focus and concentration, her expression relaxed.

Muning was skillfully chopping vegetables, showing clear signs of frequent cooking habits, with each step methodical. As for Xiangyi, she didn't know what her persona was like before, but the current Xiangyi was a kitchen disaster. Simply put, no matter what, she couldn't help Muning too much without revealing her clumsiness.

But doing nothing in the kitchen felt like a waste. Xiangyi looked around, trying to find something she could help Muning with. Her gaze soon fell on an apron. Muning was wearing white today, and even with her excellent cooking skills, she might get oil stains on her clean clothes.

"Ningning, let me help you put on the apron." This was both a way to help and a method to interact more with Muning.

Muning was taken aback, seemingly still unaccustomed to Xiangyi's presence in the kitchen. She forced a smile and was about to get the apron herself, but realized her hands were still wet. She then quietly said to Xiangyi, "I'll trouble you."

Xiangyi smiled. She moved behind Muning and carefully tied the apron around her. Muning seemed to be trying hard to appear natural, but the more she did, the more uncomfortable her body language became. Xiangyi could feel Muning's warmth, her breath lightly rustling Muning's hair and brushing against her slender neck.

Muning started to sweat, but it was already night, and it wasn't as hot as one might expect. Another reaction told Xiangyi that Muning was very nervous right now.

They were friends, yet in some ways, they didn't seem that close. Xiangyi felt this wasn't contradictory; many friends maintained a certain distance. Some people disliked hugs or holding hands, and Muning might be that type.

Having found an explanation, Xiangyi's movements became more natural. It was just tying an apron, but the time felt a bit long. After finishing, seeing Muning still flushed, Xiangyi asked, "Do you want me to tie up your hair?"

Muning looked surprised, staring at Xiangyi for a few seconds. Her expression was as if she had noticed a new change in Xiangyi. Xiangyi couldn't be bothered to think about it anymore. Anyway, if she just mentioned the month she spent at Baichi Sanatorium, Muning could probably be fooled.

"Okay, I'll trouble you." So, the curious Muning agreed, her voice still a bit low, perhaps afraid Grandma Zhou outside would hear, or perhaps embarrassed to trouble Xiangyi.

Xiangyi hummed and then took out the hair tie she had passively acquired from her pocket, neatly tying Muning's hair.

"There, you can continue working now." Xiangyi's hair-tying motion was clearly much more skilled than tying the apron. Muning still looked puzzled, wondering how Xiangyi had suddenly become so proficient.

"There was a child at the sanatorium who was always messy, and I couldn't stand it sometimes, so I helped her tie her hair. After a while, she would come to me every day to tie her hair, and by the time I left, she still thought my name was 'Tie Hair'." Xiangyi explained with a smile, but this was indeed one of the few warm moments she had at Baichi Sanatorium.

"Is that so? Then you must have been alright at the sanatorium." Muning asked cautiously. As a local of Ocean City, how could she not know the infamous Baichi Sanatorium? Rumors were often reported in the news, which was why Muning didn't find Xiangyi's change particularly strange.

"Not bad," Xiangyi replied, but she was lying.

Baichi Sanatorium was a place where battles between mental patients unfolded daily, along with those who committed suicide, self-harmed, or even killed due to breakdowns. If Xiangyi hadn't been focused on conditioning her body with the Flower God Ring, she would have likely become truly mentally ill in such an environment.

But she couldn't tell Muning about her difficult life, nor did she need to play the victim to gain sympathy now.

"How was it not bad?" Muning pressed on, simultaneously breathing a sigh of relief, curious about Xiangyi's stories from inside.

Xiangyi had already prepared her story. She first told a tale about two old friends separated by distance. Muning was deeply moved, tears welling up, almost unable to continue cooking.

Xiangyi felt helpless. She had to force herself to take over Muning's work and said, "Go wash your face first. You look like a little kitten right now. I'm really worried you'll cut your hand because you can't see clearly later."

"Alright, I'll be right back."

A blushing Muning ran off, leaving Xiangyi holding the knife. Xiangyi looked at the knife in her hand, then at the fish in front of her, and suddenly remembered the assassination skill she had copied from Shaoyao.

"Killing people should be like killing fish... right?" Xiangyi couldn't help but mutter to herself, then brought the knife down, experimentally treating the assassination skill as if it were for killing fish.

However...

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Chapter 35 [1] Skills Are Actually This Amazing?

Whether it was the knife or its sharpness, the moment the blade fell, the fish had already been transformed into the desired shape following Xiangyi's movements.

What Xiangyi had copied was Shaoyao's SR-class assassination skill. If an SR-class assassination skill could result in such delicate knife work, she wondered how amazing it would be to obtain a skill specialization in knife work.

Xiangyi was getting a bit addicted and started to debone the fish, finding the action a bit strenuous, but it was still usable. She was engrossed, but when she realized it, she found that the bones had been completely removed.

Although she had satisfied her craving for knife work, she didn't know what expression Muning would have if she saw the fish she had intended to cook reduced to this state when she returned.

Xiangyi felt she needed to come up with an excuse to fool her. Turning around, she saw Muning, who had washed her face, entering the kitchen. Xiangyi instinctively tried to hide the fish and smiled at Muning's return.

"Sorry, Xiangyi, that story about growing old together you told was too touching." Muning's face blushed again. "And your storytelling is really captivating."

She tried to use Xiangyi's story as an excuse to explain her crying. But in reality, the story of two close friends separated by distance, only reconnecting after many years, made Muning think about her future with Xiangyi. Otherwise, how could an ordinary story evoke such empathy?

"Hehe, maybe it's because their feelings were so genuine... just like ours." Xiangyi had also deliberately told that story; it was part of her plan to make Muning empathize.

Everything was to create an opportunity for a three-minute kiss, everything was to survive in the crazy world Xiangyi had created for herself. Although she felt very embarrassed for the character she had created, Xiangyi still chose to be insane.

"Really, suddenly getting so emotional, what if I cry again?" But Muning had no idea of Xiangyi's ulterior motives. Hearing Xiangyi speak again, her eyes couldn't help but become moist. She lowered her head, trying to distract herself, when she suddenly noticed that the fish she hadn't processed yet looked a bit strange.

The fish on the table had been cut horizontally, with the bones perfectly removed. Muning looked at Xiangyi in confusion. Xiangyi's eyes darted around, and then she forced a smile, saying, "Ahem, Grandma was afraid you wouldn't be able to handle this fish, so she came over to help a bit."

Muning said "Oh," and Xiangyi thought she had been easily fooled. Then Muning added, "But Xiangyi, that joke isn't funny at all. My grandma has Parkinson's."

Parkinson's disease refers to a common neurodegenerative disease in middle-aged and elderly people. Muscles become stiff, and their legs and feet appear particularly inflexible when walking; there is also resting tremor, where hands might shake constantly; and movements are slow, with simple actions seeming difficult to complete.

In this world, various diseases are similar to those in reality. However, there are many strange symptoms related to Chosen Ones, but that's not the focus right now. The key point is that Xiangyi's attempt at humor clearly missed the mark, causing Muning's mood to also dip.

"Sorry, I just felt like doing something with the fish just now." Xiangyi quickly apologized, vaguely covering up the fact that she had no idea Grandma Zhou had Parkinson's.

Muning pretended to be angry and then said, "Hmph, always causing trouble for me. I'm going to punish you."

Xiangyi looked helpless. Since she had brought it upon herself, she said, "Punish me, but can the punishment be light? I'm still a child."

Muning's seriousness broke, and she couldn't help but laugh. "Why do you feel like you've become so improper after going to the sanatorium, like those street vendors? I mean, you'll have to do all the chopping and washing later. Besides, your knife skills seem quite good."

Xiangyi breathed a sigh of relief. After her first knife skill test, she had gained some confidence. Anyway, killing people and chopping vegetables had similar methods – just chopping, chopping, chopping.

It's just that chopping requires more subtlety, cutting bit by bit.

"But honestly, my chopping skills are actually not very good," Muning continued her work, not forgetting to add.

Although the food she made was edible, its poor appearance was largely due to her bad knife skills. She had been wondering how to tell Xiangyi about this earlier, but she hadn't expected Xiangyi to have already taken care of everything.

"So that's how it is." Xiangyi suddenly understood, noting this flaw of Muning's in her mind. If she failed to "capture" her this time, this point would become the best means for her to get close to Muning again in the future.

"Yeah, but how are your knife skills so good? Does the sanatorium also teach cooking?" Zhou Muning asked curiously. Xiangyi chuckled and then started to babble.

"You're actually right, the food at the sanatorium is not fit for human consumption." Xiangyi began to fabricate a story about why she was so thin, claiming the food was so bad that she couldn't stand it and joined others in their schemes.

In reality, Xiangyi never ate the sanatorium's food. Although it looked nourishing, it was actually medicated. Even if someone wasn't insane before entering, after eating the drugs for a while, they would undergo changes.

Every time Xiangyi ate or took medicine, she would just pretend and then throw it in the trash.

She was only saying this now to distract Zhou Muning. As expected, the naive Zhou Muning quickly imagined a terrifying world and didn't question Xiangyi's knife skills at all.

After that, the two continued to interact, and dinner was quickly prepared.

But this was clearly earlier than Zhou Muning had expected. Seeing that it was only six o'clock, she said awkwardly, "What should we do? It's too early. My brother isn't back yet."

"It's okay, I'm not hungry right now." Xiangyi looked at the steaming dishes, the aroma filling the air. It would be impossible to say she wasn't tempted.

"How about we sneak a few bites first?" Zhou Muning saw Xiangyi staring at the food and a sense of pride and satisfaction welled up in her heart. She secretly urged Xiangyi to steal a bite.

If Ye Fan came back later, the food wouldn't be as delicious even if reheated. Xiangyi struggled internally, then saw Shaoyao also smell the aroma and come to the kitchen to wander around.

Xiangyi glanced at Shaoyao with disdain and didn't approach the table. Zhou Muning had already picked up her chopsticks, grabbed a piece of meat, and placed it in front of Xiangyi.

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Chapter 36, [2] Strategy Style Three – Taking Advantage of Weakness

"Come on, don't be shy, ah, open your mouth."

Xiangyi reluctantly opened her mouth, feeling like she was being treated like a child. Even more terrifying was that with the enhancement of her beauty, Zhou Muning exuded a maternal glow, looking like an angel descended.

Xiangyi was dazzled by the scene. Zhou Muning seemed to be enjoying feeding her, a satisfied smile on her face.

"Xiangyi, you really look like a child like this."

"I'm not that old." Xiangyi, who was already twenty-eight, started to talk nonsense again, but she was still enjoying this beautiful first time.

Zhou Muning smiled and didn't deny it, then asked, "Is it good?"

"Huh?"

Xiangyi only then remembered that she had been focused on looking at Zhou Muning and hadn't tasted anything at all.

"It seems it's not good." Zhou Muning showed a hint of disappointment.

"No, I was just distracted by looking at you, so..." Xiangyi replied awkwardly. Zhou Muning was stunned; she hadn't expected Xiangyi to say that. She thought for a moment, then picked up another piece of meat and sternly reminded her, "This time, don't look at me, taste it."

As she said that, Zhou Muning's own face turned red. It seemed she was thinking about what had happened in the hotel before.

"Mmm... okay, I won't look at you." Xiangyi replied, biting into the meat as she spoke. This time, she tried hard to savor the taste, but noticing Zhou Muning's expression, she forgot the main point again and ended up just perfunctorily praising Zhou Muning's cooking.

"Also, don't say things like that so casually, it makes me feel a bit embarrassed." Zhou Muning put down her chopsticks and fanned her face with her hand, trying to calm her flushed face.

This pure aura combined perfectly with Zhou Muning's beauty, and coupled with her current neighborly girl attire, it was even more striking. Such a scene could probably only be seen in TV shows or movies. And Xiangyi, in reality, truly understood what it meant to be "beautiful enough to be edible."

Xiangyi quietly retorted, "I mean it from the bottom of my heart."

Zhou Muning covered the food with its thermal cover. Hearing Xiangyi say that, she almost pushed it down. She glared at Xiangyi, becoming even more embarrassed.

"Sorry, sorry..."

"It's nothing to apologize for, I was just startled," Zhou Muning said with a hint of helplessness, as if she didn't understand why Xiangyi was so good at coaxing people today. Even though it wasn't the first time she had heard praise, she felt very strange being complimented so directly by Xiangyi.

It was sweet, yet also sad.

She cherished her friendship with Xiangyi very much, but it seemed...

Zhou Muning turned her head to hide her sadness and continued, "Let's go, we'll sit outside for a while. My brother should be back soon."

Xiangyi hummed in response. Zhou Muning said apologetically, "I'm sorry, you're the guest, and we should prioritize you. But according to our family's rules, we can't start eating if not everyone is here."

This was also why Xiangyi had often visited Zhou Muning's house but had never eaten there until now.

"That's quite a good rule," Xiangyi smiled. Zhou Muning also looked at her and smiled, grateful that she was willing to understand their family's strange rules.

The two of them left the kitchen and sat next to Grandma Zhou.

"Grandma, we're here to watch TV with you."

Grandma Zhou turned and smiled, then stared at the news about Heaven City on the television, engrossed and silent. But Xiangyi noticed that this wasn't the channel she had just changed to. It was likely Grandma Zhou had deliberately switched to this program, wanting to know what kind of environment they would be living in in the future.

But Zhou Muning had clearly said something, and Grandma Zhou didn't discuss moving to Heaven City. She just stared at the TV. Zhou Muning also felt a bit tired. She leaned against Xiangyi, watching TV to pass the time.

About ten minutes later, Ye Fan returned, looking travel-worn. He was holding extra braised meat, as if he had bought it specifically because he knew there were guests today.

"Sorry, sorry, I was delayed on the road." Ye Fan gave them an awkward smile. However, Grandma Zhou and Zhou Muning were both very good-tempered. One of them took the food and went to the kitchen to busy herself, while Grandma Zhou asked Ye Fan if his work today was tiring.

"It was okay. Xiangyi, welcome." Ye Fan replied with a smile, looking at Xiangyi with friendliness in his eyes.

"Hello." Xiangyi didn't know how the previous Xiangyi addressed him, so she smiled at Ye Fan. The two of them had no further interaction.

"Alright, dinner is ready." Zhou Muning had finished preparing the braised meat and came out with a plate, smiling.

"I'll help too." Xiangyi immediately got up, ready to help Zhou Muning, but Ye Fan stopped her.

"How can I let a guest help?" With that, Ye Fan quickly got up and went into the kitchen, bringing out the dishes. Xiangyi felt a bit superfluous at this moment, unsure of what to do. Grandma Zhou beside her smiled and said, "Xiangyi, can you help me up?"

As if understanding Xiangyi's discomfort, Grandma Zhou naturally gave Xiangyi an opportunity to integrate. Moreover, the people present were all quite talkative, and Xiangyi quickly relaxed.

After dinner, Ye Fan took the initiative to wash the dishes. Zhou Muning, afraid Xiangyi would be bored watching TV, took her for a walk around the neighborhood...

"Nining, you seem very happy," Xiangyi said, noticing Muning had been smiling since she came out, but she didn't understand why.

"No, it's just that I find it really unexpected that we're actually having dinner together, Xiangyi." Xiangyi turned her head, puzzled. Muning, used to Xiangyi's demeanor, continued, "I remember you saying a long time ago that you didn't like eating with other people because it made you uncomfortable. But I never thought that one day we'd actually be together, eating with my family." Muning sounded a little excited. Hearing this, Xiangyi began to form a more complete impression of her past self.

While she also disliked eating with elders, it hadn't reached the point of outright rejection. What was most remarkable, however, was how incredibly thoughtful Muning was, remembering everything about Xiangyi. She carefully nurtured this friendship and was genuinely happy about Xiangyi's changes.

But the more this was the case, the more Muning dreaded the impending separation, terrified of how she would tell Xiangyi that she was about to leave Ocean City.

With these two emotions intertwined, Muning's eyes misted over. She felt that if she didn't tilt her head up quickly, she would burst into tears.

However, this emotional fluctuation presented an opportunity for Xiangyi. She moved closer to Muning, intending to take advantage of her friend's turbulent emotions.

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Chapter 37 [1] I was too hasty, too hasty~

Reality, however, played a cruel trick. As she leaned in, she accidentally bumped into Muning. Muning yelped, and both clutched their foreheads in pain. The atmosphere became awkward; even Xiangyi hadn't anticipated something like this happening.

She had intended to act upon the somber mood, but unexpectedly overlooked how difficult it would be to accomplish anything in this situation. Although Xiangyi had gained some experience, the presence of Flower People alongside Flower Fairies was different, and Xiangyi was also a bit nervous.

And so, with this back-and-forth, the current situation unfolded.