So, when he reached out and patted Theresa's head, she did not resist. As expected, it was all Kiana's fault for being too reckless. How could such an adorable little girl be a bad person?!
"Theresa, what did you want to see me about?"
Upon hearing that, Theresa took out a hundred-yuan bill and handed it to Mo Yi, her eyes filled with innocence as she said, "This is the hundred yuan you gave me last time, big brother—"
"Theresa actually has money herself, and Sister also said that I can't just accept things from other people."
Mo Yi: "..."
So it had all been because of that hundred-yuan bill!
Sensing the anticipation in Theresa's eyes, Mo Yi solemnly accepted the hundred yuan and asked, "So, what flavor of chocolate did you end up buying, Theresa?"
"Cucumber-flavored—"
At the mention of it, Theresa puffed up her little cheeks and muttered:
"Cucumber-flavored chocolate isn't tasty."
"Why not see if they have bitter melon flavor next time?"
Based on the tastes of the original Theresa, Mo Yi suggested:
"I think it would suit your palate."
The Theresa before Mo Yi had grown up very differently from the auntie Theresa personally raised by Otto. Having spent her life constantly fleeing and living in seclusion, her life could not possibly have been as comfortable as Auntie Theresa's. The same went for food; most of the time, she survived on takeout.
As for Sister Kallen's cooking, Theresa felt that takeout was still preferable. At least she would not have to struggle to swallow the food, then rely on her abilities to digest it afterward.
"What is bitter melon?"
That was right—Yue Xia had truly never eaten bitter melon before.
"Uh—"
Grandpa Mo Yi thought for a moment before explaining:
"It's a green gourd-like vegetable that tastes bitter at first, then sweet afterward."
Theresa frowned and muttered:
"It sounds really strange."
"Exactly—"
Kiana said with deep sympathy:
"Bitter melon isn't fit for human consumption!"
Mo Yi: "..."
At first, Kiana had claimed that she ate everything except green peppers. But after living with her for a while, he discovered that was complete nonsense. She was simply a picky child—or rather, a carnivore who only liked meat and disliked practically every other vegetable!
Bitter melon was obviously delicious and highly nutritious. A few days ago, Mo Yi had made scrambled eggs with bitter melon, yet Kiana ate all the egg stuck to the bitter melon and left the vegetable for him.
Then she had said as though it were only natural:
"One half each. I eat the eggs, you eat the melon."
The hell did she mean, one half each? Who wanted to eat bitter melon that she had already chewed up and spat out?!
PS: Has anyone watched Phantom Duo?
The Scariest Thing Was Not Ghosts or Gods, but the Human Heart!
"Ding-dong—"
The bored blond young man, Amano Ginji, picked up his ringing phone and glanced at it before calling to the black-haired young man, Midou Ban, who was asleep on the sofa. "Ban, the Cultivator Association sent over a mission."
"Get up. It's an A-rank reconnaissance mission!"
Midou Ban had not been interested and had wanted to keep sleeping, but upon hearing that it was an A-rank reconnaissance mission, he could not help becoming interested.
The Cultivator Association's missions were likewise assigned difficulty ratings based on assessments by the relevant departments of the potential dangers involved. The higher the difficulty, the greater the reward upon completion.
An A-rank mission meant that the mission could very likely involve dangers that only an A-rank Cultivator could withstand.
A reconnaissance mission referred to a mission focused primarily on gathering intelligence. There was no need to fight dangerous lifeforms encountered during the mission to the death.
An A-rank reconnaissance mission was a reconnaissance mission requiring an A-rank Cultivator. Since it was only reconnaissance, it could be completed quickly as long as things went smoothly. Of course, that required absolute confidence—confidence that one could evade whatever dangers might appear within. In that case, an A-rank reconnaissance mission was a good job with high pay and a short turnaround.
Though he was confident in his own abilities, Midou Ban still treated missions with utmost caution. His expression turned serious as he asked, "What exactly is going on—"
Amano Ginji explained:
"About three minutes ago, two extremely high-density sources of Honkai Energy were detected outside the eastern outskirts of Changkong City. They were moving at high speed. Neither side was causing destruction like Honkai Beasts would, so they are suspected to be two Honkai Messengers. The association needs people to investigate the situation and gather intelligence."
"The mission requires us to determine the source of the two high-density Honkai Energy readings. The exact reward will depend on how detailed the information is."
"Honkai Messengers?"
Upon hearing that the mission involved Honkai Messengers, Midou Ban's excited expression fell silent. He seemed to recall many unpleasant memories, and after staring blankly for several seconds, he said, "No matter what, high-density Honkai Energy reactions have appeared in the outskirts. We have to make a trip there."
Amano Ginji could roughly guess what his old partner was thinking. During past missions, they had encountered Honkai Messengers several times. Though they were coveted and hated by fellow humans, they were not much different from ordinary humans. They could laugh and cry; there were good people among them and bad ones.
Yet because of the name and abilities of Honkai Messengers, something they were born with and could not choose, they were destined to be excluded and feared. If they dared resist such cold treatment, they were deemed to harbor ill intentions and destined to become a future threat, causing others to reject them even more and even harm them.
Because of such things, Honkai Messengers whose temperaments had originally been no different from ordinary people became increasingly extreme, eventually turning into "bad people" in society's eyes.
But then?
What drove Honkai Messengers into becoming humanity's enemies—Honkai Energy that eroded the heart, or the indifference and malice of human hearts?
The most terrifying thing in the world was neither ghosts nor gods, neither Honkai nor disaster, but the human heart.
"Ban—"
Recalling the same memories, Amano Ginji smiled and said:
"That's precisely why we have to act—to reclaim the lives and happiness they deserve, isn't it?"
"(ˉ▽~~) Tch~~"
Hearing the guy who always messed things up in daily life "lecture" him, Midou Ban irritably rubbed his spiky golden hair and grumbled, "Since when did I need a lecture from you?!"
Before you continue