Xu Yiming joked about himself. "Thinking about it now, what was so scary about a Big White Goose? But if I really ran into a big goose on the road, I'd probably still get startled out of nowhere. There's no helping it—I can only rely on reason to overcome fear."
Feng Ling deeply agreed. "The fear and sadness from childhood always seemed especially real."
"Because a child's world is very small. So even a tiny thing can feel huge to a child." Xu Yiming naturally turned to Huangfu Miaomiao beside him. "Miaomiao, what were you afraid of when you were little?"
Huangfu Miaomiao found that question rather presumptuous. Her little face hardened as she answered, "I didn't have a childhood. I came out of the jar this big."
Xu Yiming smiled awkwardly. "Then... when you grow up later, everything happening now will be the unforgettable memories of your childhood."
Huangfu Miaomiao frowned. "I don't want to grow up. The genetic tax after reaching maturity is too high."
Xu Yiming could not help asking, "What's a genetic tax?"
"Cough, cough cough!..." Li Qing suddenly began coughing.
Huangfu Miaomiao shot Li Qing an unhappy glance, pursed her lips, and said, "Nothing. It would get blocked by the system even if I said it."
Xu Yiming paused slightly. "Oh, then let's not talk about it... Let's change the subject and talk about something else."
Feng Ling leaned against the wall and smiled at Xu Yiming. "You're pretty easygoing."
"Ah..." Xu Yiming smiled. "I guess."
Feng Ling glanced at Huangfu Miaomiao and Li Qing, then looked away. "You get along quite well. Most people can't accept working with Xenomorphs."
—Back on Sanqing Mountain, Pei Xianjue and Baozi had accepted Huangfu Miaomiao out of practical considerations. As for Liang Zhou, who had inexplicably gone mad,