Speaking of which.
Wen Qi looked at Jian An with a confused gaze.
Back when her savior wore monk robes and had a shaved head, he never let her hug him, let alone call her “baby.” He always called her “Wen benefactor.”
But, Wen Qi sniffed lightly.
This scent… it really is Jian An. This aura too… all Jian An.
Could it be that after not seeing me for thousands of years, my savior has finally realized how good a little spirit rabbit is?
Of course.
No one can resist my charm.
If once doesn’t work, I’ll try twice.
Jian An, on the other hand, had gone stiff the moment Wen Qi started sniffing around him. He suddenly became extremely self-conscious.
I haven’t showered recently… will my baby think I smell bad?
No, no, I need to find a place to wash up immediately.
They arrived by the roadside.
“Little Wen Qi, take out the vehicle,” Liao Liao said, making a Pikachu-style hand gesture.
This time, Wen Qi pulled out an off-road vehicle.
Ji Chen drove, while Jian An, still holding Wen Qi’s hand, sat in the back.
Ji Chen asked, glancing at Jian An, “Boss, when we were tied up earlier… where did that small knife come from?”
“I just awakened it. Storage space—about 100 square meters.”
This ability had awakened even later in his previous life, and back then it was only 50 square meters. It should have expanded slowly with ability growth… yet now it was double. Why?
“And Boss, your control over your ability is insane,” Liao Liao said from the passenger seat, full of admiration. “You can release electricity without hurting anyone—it’s like your ability is part of your body.”
“Just practice more, and you can all do it too,” Jian An replied calmly.
After all, in his previous life, after losing his eyesight, he trained his control to an even higher level.
Tch.
Liao Liao increasingly felt that Jian An wasn’t human. Did he even have 24 hours in a day? More like 48.
He was always beside him, yet never once saw him train.
“Back to the base?” Ji Chen asked. The mission was done, and they had been out long enough.
“It’s time to go back,” Jian An said coldly. “I’ll settle the account back at the base slowly.”
Wen Qi perked up instantly.
Back to the base? Then I can stay with Jian An all the time!
Jian An glanced at her. “Let’s find a place to eat first. Don’t let my baby go hungry.”
Eat!
If Wen Qi had rabbit ears, they would already be standing straight up.
Great! Food again!
Eventually, they stopped near a small wooden village. The roads were winding and hard to find.
Wen Qi had already pulled out cooking tools from her storage space.
Eating is serious business
“Baby, take out a chicken. It should be in the frozen section,” Jian An said, thinking about chicken clay pot rice.
Wen Qi focused on her storage space and pulled out all the ingredients.
“Yay!” Liao Liao already imagined how delicious it would be.
He started cooking, Ji Chen helped on the side, while Jian An took Wen Qi to set up the table and chairs—though of course, Jian An did all the work.
He placed a folding chair down. “Baby, sit here.”
Wen Qi obediently sat.
“Jian An, why do you call me ‘baby’?” she suddenly asked. “Don’t you usually call me ‘Wen benefactor’?”
Jian An froze.
Baby… doesn’t like it anymore?
All those nights sleeping beside me, all those hugs… what does that count as?
No matter what—she is mine. No one can take her.
“You don’t like me calling you baby?” he asked softly, lowering his head as if genuinely hurt.
Wen Qi panicked immediately. “I like it! I like it! You can call me anything!”
“Then it’s settled,” Jian An said smoothly. “Baby, little baby, darling.”
“Darling…?” Wen Qi blinked. “Isn’t that only what small cubs are called…?”
Jian An’s eyes turned slightly red. “Can’t I call you that?”
Wen Qi stared at him. He looked like he might actually cry.
“Call me whatever you want,” she quickly said.
Fine. If it’s Jian An, then it’s fine.
After all—he is her savior.
And her source of energy.
And the reason her spirit power doesn’t disperse within ten meters of him.
Being called “baby” is nothing.
Jian An immediately pushed his luck. “Baby.”
“Mm.”
“Baby.”
“Mm.”
“Baby.”
“WHAT?!” Wen Qi finally snapped.
Jian An calmly stopped there.
From behind them, Liao Liao brought out the food.
“Chicken clay pot rice is ready!”
“Wow!” Wen Qi’s attention instantly shifted.
On the table: chicken clay pot rice, stir-fried vegetables, rice, and a bottle of cola each.
“Let’s toast,” Liao Liao said, raising his drink. “To meeting each other in this terrible world.”
Clink.
Refreshing.
“Cola with chicken clay pot rice—this is life,” Liao Liao said, taking a big gulp.
Wen Qi sniffed the dark fizzy drink cautiously. She lightly tasted it—
Her tongue instantly recoiled.
Oh no, it attacked me!
But, She blinked.
It’s sweet.
She tried again, eyes lighting up.
Good!
Jian An watched her reaction, amused. “Can you accept it?”
“Mm, it’s sweet,” she said, then happily took another sip.
Jian An relaxed.
He served her some chicken. “Don’t just drink. Eat.”
Wen Qi took a bite.
Her eyes lit up even brighter.
Delicious!
She immediately looked at Liao Liao differently.
Jian An shot him a warning glance.
“Cough!” Liao Liao straightened immediately. “This was actually taught by Boss Jian! His version is a thousand times better than mine!”
Jian An’s expression softened slightly.
Good choice.
Wen Qi looked at Jian An again.
He gently ruffled her hair. “Next time, I’ll cook it for you.”
Wen Qi blinked.
A monk who only ate vegetables… can cook meat this well?
Humans are really too powerful.
In any environment, they adapt.
She quickly sped up her eating.
If she didn’t, Liao Liao might finish everything!