Skill Generation

"Smack!"

A slap landed on the Rabbit Demon's soft, bouncy rear, earning a wounded look from her.

"Slacking off again, were you?"

An Yang withdrew his hand and made his voice sound stern, but the perfect feel and shape of it still left him somewhat shaken.

"Wuu..."

"Wuu my ass!"

The Rabbit Demon immediately put on a pitiful expression.

With a crisp crunch, An Yang bit into another piece of apple.

Just then, Huang Lan and Xiaochán came down side by side, relieving the Rabbit Demon from this predicament.

She knew that An Yang would never harshly scold her in front of others. She cautiously glanced at An Yang, and sure enough, that was the case! She hurriedly scooped up a spoonful of fruit and held it out to him.

An Yang shot her an unhappy look, but still opened his mouth.

Huang Lan sat down as if she had seen nothing and picked up an apple from the coffee table, taking a large bite.

"You're back!"

Her words were muffled, but An Yang still heard her clearly. His expression softened, and he nodded. "Mm."

Xiaochán also sat quietly beside her.

Huang Lan swallowed the apple in two bites and said, "Your Xiao Qian is still busy with your global strategy!"

"I can probably guess." Ever since An Yang had urgently implemented the global strategy, nearly everyone he had stationed in the real world and the Apocalypse World had been busy with it.

"Crunch. She probably won't be back until around six this afternoon."

"Mm." An Yang nodded, but then suddenly realized something was wrong. He looked at her in surprise. "Since when have you been so interested in fruit? Aren't you a carnivore?"

"Of course I am. What's wrong with that?" Huang Lan looked back at him in astonishment,