Time flowed like water, the years flashed by like a shuttle.
Even after numerous renovations, the sign for the Catgirl Café still looked somewhat weathered.
That day.
"Welcome, meow!"
"What service would Master like, meow?"
A middle-aged man pushed open the door. The catgirl maids on either side immediately bowed and greeted him in soft voices tinged with their verbal tic.
"The usual!"
"I'll sit outside for a while and wait for someone..."
Though Zhang Cunye was nearing fifty, he was still vigorous and strong, without a single gray hair on his head.
"Old Zhang..."
Behind the bar, Aaron wiped a coffee cup and smiled. "How about a Black Mountain? It's on the house!"
"Well, isn't this rare!"
Zhang Cunye smiled his thanks, then looked at Aaron and sighed. "Is this a perk for a ten-year customer? Boss, you look quite a bit older... Haven't you gone to a psionic energy training class? I can introduce you to one. It's run by Master Hu's third disciple, and they teach the real deal. They guarantee you'll refine psionic energy within three months, and they even throw in a set of basic health-preservation exercises... My son helped compile those. Do them three times a day, and you'll live longer and healthier!"
"...Actually, sir, it's only been just under nine years since your first top-up..."
Aaron nodded repeatedly, then coughed. "I'm against psionic energy... It takes decades, perhaps even centuries, or inheritance through countless generations before the effects those radiation particles have on the human body can be seen. So I don't want to get involved."
"Sigh... Psionic technology is advancing with each passing day now. Boss, that way of thinking won't do... You'll be cast aside by the times."
Zhang Cunye sighed and took out his phone. "See this? A brand-new psionic