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With a soft thud, a small creature traced a parabolic arc through the air before landing on the head of Dream Butterfly, who was startled and twisted her body in surprise. The creature then lay dazed on top of her.
Dream Butterfly looked around curiously, seemingly trying to figure out who had tapped her on the head. It was only after a moment that she noticed Yang Xiaoyou, who had been chatting with Chen Wuyou.
Perhaps sensing a kindred spirit, Dream Butterfly didn’t show much expression but shifted slightly to one side, lifting her knee as if to make room for Yang Xiaoyou on the couch.
During this movement, the small creature on her head fell off and landed on the couch, bouncing slightly due to its elasticity.
This surprised Dream Butterfly; she was unsure how the creature had appeared. Nevertheless, she picked up her long-time companion from the lab and began feeding it potato chips.
Sitting nearby without any reservations, Yang Xiaoyou playfully tousled Dream Butterfly's hair and chuckled, “Idol Sister, you seem quite relaxed.”
“Not relaxed; I’m feeding,” Dream Butterfly replied flatly, leaving Yang Xiaoyou momentarily speechless.
Such a response from an ordinary person might have been a joke, but it was clear that this idol girl, who rarely interacted with others, didn’t understand humor.
Her personality seemed somewhat reclusive, likely shaped by her experiences in the lab. Yang Xiaoyou felt it was easier to connect with her due to their shared nature.
“Cough, what have you been up to lately? Just recording?” To break the awkwardness, Yang Xiaoyou cleared her throat and changed the subject.
“Work,” came the succinct reply. If it weren’t for Dream Butterfly’s earlier gesture of making space for her, Yang Xiaoyou would have suspected that this fellow wanted to get rid of her quickly.
It was a typical response—short and somewhat dismissive.
Unable to endure the atmosphere any longer, Yang Xiaoyou decided to ask directly about some aspects of mental energy usage.
However, while Yang Xiaoyou spoke, Dream Butterfly remained silent, continuing to feed the small creature.
Just when Yang Xiaoyou thought that Dream Butterfly had completely ignored her, she spoke in a detached and ethereal tone, sharing her own views and practices.
The way Yang Xiaoyou handled those questions was completely demanding rather than suggestive.
After a lengthy complaint, when Yang Xiaoyou seemed to ponder her words, she added, “Since you’re asking this, you should have done it earlier. You’re not being straightforward at all.”
Hearing such an evaluation, Yang Xiaoyou felt a sense of helplessness. It was as if the conversation was avoiding the main topic, much like a man trying to seduce a woman without any foreplay, just jumping straight into it. It felt rather inappropriate.
However, now that they had become somewhat familiar with each other’s way of interacting, Yang Xiaoyou decided not to hold back any longer and began discussing the accumulated Aspects issues with her.
Although her commanding tone seemed more like a demand than a discussion, Yang Xiaoyou occasionally offered unique insights that made her reconsider some methods.
But one could not deny that Dream Butterfly, this globally renowned Idol Sister with unparalleled mental prowess, had an exceptionally solid foundation in these Aspects.
When Yang Xiaoyou presented several unique insights, she hardly paused before quickly analyzing them, pointing out their feasibility and pros and cons.
It was worth noting that some of these methods were ones she had only heard for the first time. Yet, due to her solid background, she could handle them effortlessly.
With so many questions and the level of engagement involved, the afternoon flew by. Beside, this mobile database known as Treasure Buddy, made Yang Xiaoyou wish she could take it to bed with her.
“By the way, do I currently have the ability to create those special tools that can attach my own aura to them? According to a senior's words, for martial artists like us who possess excessive Slaughter energy, condensing special items is feasible. However, these items will also carry that same aura, making them highly aggressive and far from the gentle nature of those cultivated by masters of Taoism who can be used by ordinary people.” Thinking about the dull jade pendant on her chest and recalling some words from Old Master Feng, Yang Xiaoyou felt a twinge of desire.
She was quite envious of that mysterious fellow, who could unleash devastating mental attacks using shattered jade artifacts. However, it was clear that if she lacked the ability to create such items and relied solely on scavenging, it would be futile—there would be no point in attacking; even using them for practice would be a mere formality.
These were things that money couldn’t buy.
She had asked this question before when at the Monsoon Shrine with Feng Ji. He didn’t have any effective solutions either but merely showed her his personal sword.
Just by unsheathing it slightly, the overwhelming aura of Slaughter hit Yang Xiaoyou, leaving a significant impact on her psyche. Clearly, if an ordinary person wielded such an item, instead of warding off misfortune, they would be inviting disaster upon themselves. Yang Xiaoyou herself didn’t want to wander around carrying such a Weapon. What if it affected those nearby?
Although Old Master Feng could not solve this problem, it did not mean that Dream Butterfly could not. So, in the end, Yang Xiaoyou still asked the question.
"If it's you, then yes." Dream Butterfly, who had been fed obediently all afternoon and had noticeably grown in size, tilted her head dismissively.
However, before she could provide a specific method, Yang Xiaoyou heard a strange 'gurgling' sound suddenly appear in the air.
At first, Yang Xiaoyou was taken aback, but soon realized that the source of the sound seemed to be Dream Butterfly's smooth and slender belly, which had no excess fat.
Due to her sitting posture and summer clothing, her loose shirt had slipped slightly to reveal her cute belly button.
"I'm hungry." After waiting for a while, Yang Xiaoyou finally heard these two words. Seeing Dream Butterfly still looking at her with an indifferent gaze made Yang Xiaoyou feel a bit exasperated.
"Okay, no problem. I'll make you a feast." With a request in mind, Yang Xiaoyou instantly became quite proactive. She got up and opened the refrigerator to find suitable ingredients before diving into the kitchen to showcase her culinary skills as a foodie.
The rhythmic sounds of cooking echoed from the kitchen.
Meanwhile, outside, the obedient one who had been fed all afternoon was nearly rolling its eyes at Dream Butterfly's hand. Yang Xiaoyou was too busy to pay it any attention.
With Yang Xiaoyou's quick reflexes, she managed to prepare a table full of delicious dishes within half an hour using two gas stoves and an electric skillet.
The enticing aroma drew Dream Butterfly to the table.
Watching her sit there without a care in the world while waiting for more rice made Yang Xiaoyou feel completely satisfied; when asking for help, one must lower their pride a little.
However, as she looked at the fragrant rice in front of her, Dream Butterfly held her chopsticks in one hand and seemed to show a strange expression on her face as she stared blankly at Yang Xiaoyou.
Seeing her struggle with holding the chopsticks made Yang Xiaoyou feel somewhat speechless. Well, perhaps they didn't use chopsticks in the laboratory.
Then she helped to change the spoon.
Whatever she wanted, she would help serve it to her, almost like attending to a revered elder.
And Dream Butterfly seemed completely at ease with the dishes Yang Xiaoyou served, as if it were only natural.
Seeing rice grains and bits of food occasionally sticking to her lips, Yang Xiaoyou wiped them away with a napkin while a strange thought suddenly flashed through her mind.
Chen Wuyou's words echoed in her ears:
"By the way, I forgot to tell you that the flat-chested girl, although terrifyingly despairing in some aspects, can also be hopelessly dull in others."
She recalled how Big Sister had once introduced Dream Butterfly, mentioning that she needed someone to take care of her daily life.
At first, Yang Xiaoyou thought it was just because she had recently escaped from the laboratory and needed time to adjust.
But clearly, the adjustment period had already been quite long. Yet, Dream Butterfly still seemed to expect this kind of treatment as if it were a given.
Now Yang Xiaoyou understood why that energetic Big Sister felt so exhausted, even dragging her over without a second thought to borrow a place to stay.
Once Dream Butterfly finished eating, Yang Xiaoyou quickly cleared away the remaining dishes, adhering to the principle of not wasting food. She then noticed that Dream Butterfly was still sitting there, staring blankly at her as she ate.
"Uh, should I go take a shower first?" Yang Xiaoyou said, feeling a bit uncomfortable under her gaze and trying to change the subject.
After hearing Yang Xiaoyou's words, Dream Butterfly nodded slightly, looking somewhat dazed.
Then, right in front of Yang Xiaoyou, she began to clumsily take off her clothes.
This nearly made Yang Xiaoyou spit out his food. He quickly stood up and pressed down on her hand, which was trying to lift her shirt.
Looking at her innocent yet somewhat confused expression, a sense of unease deepened within Yang Xiaoyou's heart.
"Ahem, um, can you wash it yourself?" Yang Xiaoyou asked tentatively, noticing her puzzled look.
However, after hearing his words, Dream Butterfly did not respond directly but continued to stare at him blankly.
Well, that gaze had already provided the answer.
"Big Sister, you really dare to leave this to me," Yang Xiaoyou said, his mouth twitching uncontrollably as veins began to bulge on his forehead.
Meanwhile, the little creature on the coffee table, whose belly had obviously grown a few sizes, was now twitching its limbs and tail in a similar rhythm, looking as if it might foam at the mouth and collapse at any moment.
Seeking support.
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