She agreed too quickly, which displeased Mo Si slightly.
"How can you trust someone so easily with something this important?" Mo Si asked. "Arenât you afraid of being tricked?"
"I am," Jiang Qiuqiu said, looking at Mo Si. "But I donât think you would lie to me."
âAt least when it comes to matters like this, he would never lie to me.â
Her trust was completely unexpected. Her trusting gaze landed squarely on Mo Si. The young woman truly did believe in him, butâ
He had lied to her, though it was never his intention.
Once she agreed to the offer, Mo Si personally made the arrangements. He had all parties involved coordinate their schedules and finalized the plan: every morning, Jiang Qiuqiu would deliver food to Starry Sky Wander, where the patient would eat at noon. Then, in the evening, the Military Departmentâs testing agency would take her in for an examination.
As there was no data to reference regarding the treatment of gene collapse with non-Original Spiritual Power, the experiment was tentatively scheduled for half a month. The specialists would evaluate from every possible angle whether Jiang Qiuqiuâs cooking truly had that kind of power.
After talking for a long time, Jiang Qiuqiuâs stomach suddenly started to GRUMBLE.
The two of them finally realized it was almost ten oâclock. If they didnât eat soon, theyâd miss the mealtime window.
They had breakfast together. With some time to spare in the morning, and having decided to deliver food to the rescue center, Jiang Qiuqiu swung by her home to pack up a large batch of items in thermal containers before heading over with her robot assistant.
The atmosphere at the rescue center today was completely different from yesterday. Jiang Qiuqiu felt there was something odd about the way Little Qing was looking at her. Her gaze was distant, yet filled with a sort of reverenceâas if she were looking at a VIP.
Jiang Qiuqiu: "..."
She had other things to do today, so Jiang Qiuqiu didnât linger. After saying a quick goodbye to Little Qing and instructing her robot to leave the thermal containers, she went back to Mo Siâs apartment.
Mo Si was in the middle of handling official documents when he heard the doorbell. He went to get the door and was surprised to find it was Jiang Qiuqiu. He blinked. "Didnât you say you were going to the rescue center? How are you back so soon?"
"I already went!" She glanced at her terminal. "Itâs only 10:47, so itâs still early. Brother Black Hole, do you have time to do some Spiritual Training with me?"
"In such a hurry?"
"Yes," Jiang Qiuqiu said with great seriousness. "Because I have to get stronger!"
Her whole being seemed to be burning with the two words "fighting spirit."
âAlright then.â Her charge-ahead spirit made Mo Si hold back his words of caution. Her spiritual power had indeed recovered, and it wasnât as if she was short on rest from the past couple of days.
"Then come on over. I happen to be free."
"Thank you!"
It was the same old formula, the same familiar feeling. This wasnât Jiang Qiuqiuâs first time doing Spiritual Training. The only difference was that this time, Mo Si had adjusted the parameters on the Spiritual Power Helmet and tweaked the difficulty of the stages.
Entering the world of her Spirit Sea, Jiang Qiuqiu controlled the surging waves, maneuvering her small boat from side to side to dodge the obstacles.
But the obstacles varied in size. The large ones nearly blocked her entire path forward, while the small ones were as fine as a hair. A momentâs carelessness was all it took; upon impact, they would cling to you like maggots on a bone, instantly shredding the small boat condensed from her spiritual power into dust.
In other words, a trial like this allowed for no mistakes.
Jiang Qiuqiu focused her mind completely, charging toward the finish line. Seeing how absorbed she was, Mo Si switched on his terminal and continued replying to Qiudaoâs messages.
âThe Military Department has been making a lot of moves recently. Even someone who usually has time on his hands has gotten busy.â
âI might have to take a trip to Polar Star soon.â
âIâll be away for a long time again... Qiuqiu...â
âI can ask Mrs. Aiâer to look after her.â
He hadnât even left yet, and he was already making plans. The man himself daydreamed about how well Mrs. Aiâer and Jiang Qiuqiu would get along, feeling his arrangements were absolutely perfect. He was completely unawareâ
âWho do you think you are? Is she your family or something, that you get to "ask" people to look after her?â
âof the position he was putting himself in.