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A trace of bitterness rose in Qi Chao's heart. He hid his emotions and deliberately coughed to draw Lan Luo's attention.

"Would Dad take Lan Luo out to have fun tomorrow?"

Lan Luo had been watching the projection screen. At those words, his fingertips scraped against the sofa. When he looked up, his clear eyes brimmed with excitement and anticipation, his voice filled with incredulous delight. "Really, Master?"

"Of course!" Seeing how much Little One was looking forward to it, Qi Chao immediately gave him an affirmative answer. "Dad will take you to the amusement park!"

Qi Chao's family had been poor when he was little, and he rarely had the chance to have fun. In nearly thirty years, he had only been to an amusement park once. His parents had tried to sneak him in by climbing over the wall to avoid the ticket fee, only to be caught by security and spend a week at the station.

It was hardly a good memory, but for some reason, whenever he thought of somewhere fun, that ordinary amusement park was the first thing that came to mind.

After making online reservations for the agency and the amusement park, Qi Chao shut off the Light Brain and looked over at his Little One.

Lan Luo was still watching that boring educational cartoon with great interest.

Well, it might not have been as interesting as Superman, but as long as Lan Luo liked it, that was enough. Qi Chao chuckled and headed into the kitchen to make lunch.

After he left, Lan Luo's eyes gradually darkened. Though he still stared at the projection screen, his temperament had clearly become restless.

Why did they have to go out tomorrow?

What was the purpose?

The blond puppet still looked exquisite, but his gaze resembled that of some bloodthirsty beast in the darkness—cold and clinging, as though he could shed his disguise and swallow his prey whole at any moment.

Of all the puppets Father had made, Lan Luo had the least patience.

Many times, before Big Brother had even issued an order, Lan Luo had already killed the person. His previous three masters had all met the same fate.

Big Brother had gotten angry.

Lan Luo was not afraid, but he feared Father.

If he failed to endure it again this time, Father would be angry.

Lan Luo stared at the screen as the killing intent spilling from him gradually receded.

Tomorrow, if Master made him angry, then he would have a reason to kill Master. Then Father would not be angry.

On the sofa, the blond puppet once again became harmless, like an adorable little kitten—sweet and obedient.

He stared unblinkingly at the projection screen, completely absorbed. Wasn't this educational cartoon far more interesting than Superman?

Because they had to go to the agency first to test his Mental Power, time was tight. Qi Chao got up early and immediately began bustling about.

Lan Luo woke up earlier than he had the day before. He seemed to be looking forward to going out, and after coming downstairs, he kept gazing excitedly at Qi Chao.

Qi Chao did not think much of it. He assumed the little puppet was looking forward to the amusement park, and he was suddenly glad he had suggested it yesterday. He took out an adorable brown bear backpack and packed it with some Energy Stones he had cut up that morning.

The brown bear backpack had been a free gift from yesterday's clothes shopping. With snacks inside, Lan Luo could eat whenever he got tired from playing.

Lan Luo obediently put on the brown bear backpack. He wore the plaid casual outfit they had bought yesterday and a beret. His slightly curly blond hair poked out from beneath the brim, making him look even more like the young master of a nineteenth-century artistic family.

Qi Chao was completely charmed. Looking at Lan Luo, who only reached his waist, he took off Little One's hat and mischievously ruffled the little puppet's hair. When Lan Luo snapped out of his confusion and gave him a soft, sweet smile, Qi Chao immediately felt a little guilty.

"Lan Luo's hair was messy, so Dad fixed it for you," Qi Chao said sheepishly, placing the hat back on his head.

He could not help it. Little One was too well-behaved; he truly could not bear to play pranks on him.

Qi Chao sighed.

The system in his consciousness watched the demon puppet smiling brilliantly as he adjusted his hat and trembled in fear.

The host was really courting death every second of every day.

Completely unaware of this, Qi Chao fastened his obedient Little One's seat belt and drove the aircraft to the Mental Power testing agency.

The testing agency had been founded by Blue Star's richest man. That was right—the original owner's father.

The original owner had not been a good person, but every member of his family had a better temperament than the last.

Qi Chao had not originally planned to get tested at this agency.

He had not figured out how to face the original owner's family yet. Besides, if his tested Mental Power differed from the original owner's, he would have to come up with an explanation. It would be too troublesome. But when Qi Chao saw the price of a Mental Power test, he gave in.

There were only thirty thousand Star Coins in the original owner's pocket. If he did not save some money, he would not be able to take the puppet to the amusement park that afternoon.

Qi Chao was especially short on money right now. Making puppets later would require another huge expense, and he was not shameless enough to ask the original owner's family for money. He planned to enjoy the day while he could, take the little puppet out to have fun first, then think about how to earn money afterward.

With the richest man's name hanging over it, the agency drew many people who came to test their Mental Power.

Thanks to his reservation and his status as the richest man's son, Qi Chao went straight through the VIP passage.

The doctor testing Qi Chao was the agency's deputy director. Upon hearing that the benefactor's son had come for a test, he had specifically skipped the agency's morning meeting to receive him personally.

The deputy director had tested the benefactor's son once long ago, and he did not know why Qi Chao wanted to test his Mental Power again.

Although Mental Power was linked to intelligence, testing it was useless in everyday life unless one needed it professionally. Besides, it was innate and difficult to change.

Still, the deputy director was not foolish enough to ask. Since the man had come to be tested, all he had to do was perform his job properly.

Qi Chao accepted the silver-white helmet, lay on the bed with his eyes closed, and listened as the deputy director kept chattering beside him, telling him not to think about anything. Qi Chao simply emptied his mind and treated the test like sleep.

The helmet seemed to have a massage function. Qi Chao's scalp tingled pleasantly. A patch of white light seemed to appear in his mind, soon transforming into countless specks of fragmented light. It was rather interesting.

When the test ended, Qi Chao strangely found himself a little reluctant to let it end.

Not knowing what the benefactor's son was thinking, the deputy director handed Qi Chao the printed report and offered a small bit of flattery. "Your Mental Power is A-Rank, still among the best on Blue Star. As expected of Young Master Qi."