A Perfect Plan

Before Zhao Ziri could speak, the other party had already noticed Chen Yu beside him.

Chen Yu had assumed she would insult him too, and he had just prepared some retorts when the female puppet pulled him over.

"Isn't this little Chen Yu? Why haven't you come by for a meal lately? Grandma prepared lots of things you like."

Chen Yu felt like a kitten being gently held in someone's arms and tenderly petted.

"Huh?"

"You haven't lost weight lately, and your strength has improved a little too. That's good, but be sure to stay safe. Don't wear yourself out."

"Huh, huh?"

"Come on, open up. This is rice pudding Grandma made. It's made entirely from rice, and it's delicious."

Sitting in the female puppet's arms, Chen Yu blankly ate the rice pudding, finding the whole thing utterly unbelievable.

"Teacher Zhao, what's going on?"

"This is what's going on." Zhao Ziri scratched his head. "Back then, I beat up Yudu and took a magical artifact from their university treasury as compensation. I never expected it to be this."

"You mean... this grandma is Little Kitchen?"

"More precisely, she's the artifact spirit inside it."

Chen Yu was still stunned, then began to feel that this was somewhat hellish.

After hesitating for a moment, he quietly asked, "Is she an artifact spirit like Iron Man?"

"No, I'm an artifact spirit that was born independently from a magical artifact." Little Kitchen Grandma smiled as she ruffled Chen Yu's hair.

"That's good."

"The offerings were people, though."

"Huh?"

"I can't go into too much detail, because it would scare you. Anyway, there was a period in ancient times when Demonic Cultivators ran rampant. Sacrificing an entire city's population to forge an artifact was perfectly normal."

"That cruel?"

"That was nothing. Evil cultivators were worse.