Chapter 57: Round, Plump, and Fluffy

Despite claiming the live stream wasn’t very interesting, Mo Si remained in the broadcast room.

He had entered the live stream using his own top, top, top-tier encrypted account. To avoid exposing his identity, he hadn’t posted any comments.

But his eyes never left the holographic screen.

Time had never flown by so quickly for him.

It had already... been half an hour.

An aroma that no one could possibly refuse filled the air. She was starting to serve the dish, beginning the random drawing for the tasting spots!

It was Mo Si’s first time trying to snag a spot, and he almost missed his chance. Fortunately, his reflexes were incredibly fast, and a plate of Braised Bamboo Shoots with Rice soon materialized before him.

The Imperial Blade thought, ’This is just data. No matter how alluring the aroma, it can’t hide the fact that it’s merely a string of data.’

’The taste probably won’t be as intense as the aroma.’

’After all, taste is the most real sense.’ Then, he picked up his chopsticks.

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The holographic screen was displayed behind him. On it, many fans had already finished their Braised Bamboo Shoots with Rice and were heaping on the praise.

There were comments like, "These bamboo shoots must be a taste of heaven, for one could never find their like in the mortal world."

Others said that if the Agricultural Research Institute develops new ingredients in the future, Jiang Qiuqiu should be the first one on the battlefield to cook them—it was just so, so, so delicious.

#Ahhhh! I’m a descendant of bamboo rats from a few generations back, and I don’t know why, but as soon as I ate this dish, I felt so blissful! I’m so happy I feel like I’m going to burst with bubbles!#

#Fellow bamboo rat descendant here! I-I’m about to start rolling on the floor!#

A mere string of virtual data was making countless real people want to roll on the floor.

In the past, Mo Si would have found it utterly absurd. But now—

He stared at his reflection in the full-length mirror, his expression exceptionally grave.

On the head of the man in the mirror—a man who stood a full six-foot-five, with a commanding aura, black hair, dark eyes, and a crisp military uniform—two black, round, fluffy ears had suddenly appeared!

Mo Si found himself uncontrollably recalling the taste of that mouthful of bamboo shoot. Then, the very same ears, which were completely beyond his control, suddenly twitched and curled.

For a moment, the scene was simply beyond description.

It was just a string of virtual data, and yet... the ears wouldn’t retract.

He picked up his officer’s cap, intending to cover his ears. But alas, they were exceptionally gifted; though soft and fluffy, the ears had plenty of ’spirit’ and propped the cap right up.

The sight was even more comical than before.

After pacing back and forth, Mo Si decided to give up resisting and just let them be.

He sat down behind his home office desk and began to ponder deeper issues.

He was one of the individuals with the strongest spiritual power in the Federation. He could confirm that the food he had just consumed through the terminal system was, in fact, a legitimate data string.

It was just that this simulated data was so impossibly aromatic that even he had been powerless to resist it.

After finishing the food, he did indeed feel a mental high, and his fatigue had vanished. For someone as powerful as Mo Si, this effect was even more distinct and clear-cut.

His hand, which had been taking notes, paused.

The streamer’s name was Jiang Jiujiu.

He suddenly had a strong desire to meet her. ’Such a promising prospect, such a great chef, such outstanding craftsmanship, such an astonishing skill... if only she would join the military.’

’But... she’s still just a young girl.’

’Would she be able to endure the dull, monotonous life of a soldier?’

’I should probably observe her for a while first.’

’The observation starts now!’

’Tomorrow, she’s making a staple food. The viewers are saying it’s the same Rice we had today, and she’s going to teach how to make it... I could try it myself. I wonder if food I cook could also be so delicious that it completely erases all fatigue.’

’Everything is for the sake of the Federation!’ With that thought, the Imperial Blade went to sleep, still unaccustomed to the small ears perched on his head.