"Correction, what you just said is completely wrong." Chu Shangli flipped a page, the paper making a slight rustling sound. "Human nerve cells are fully developed around three weeks after birth, and fully functional by age seven. After development, the cell number remains essentially constant. The brain is made up of approximately 14 billion cells, weighs approximately 1.4 kg, and has a total area of ​​approximately 2,200 square meters. Even if you do nothing, approximately 100,000 brain cells die every day. Proper use of the brain stimulates cell growth, while inactivity reduces the replenishment of cells—but this is without affecting basic human functions. The idea of ​​"like cures like" and "what you eat will replenish what you need" is nonsense. Once food enters the stomach, it is broken down into small molecules that are then reassembled into structures that can be directly used or stored by the body. After absorption, it is supplied to the entire body, making it difficult—if not impossible—to deliver to a specific address, like a courier delivering to a specific address. Therefore, eating brain flower or drinking Nine Walnuts won't cure mental retardation. Brown sugar, while its color resembles blood, can't cure period cramps, and eating too many carbohydrates can make you gain weight. If you feel your brain is getting duller, go to a neurologist, and if you have a stomachache, take ibuprofen.

"What do you mean? You think you're the only one who knows more, don't you?"

"I don't know much, but I think I know more than an anti-intellectual who eats spicy brain flowers to replenish his brain when his brain is tired." Chu Moyin finished reading several pages while speaking.

Qiu Feishuang pursed her lips, and her eyes, hidden by her thick bangs, could not be seen at all, but one could feel the angry gaze directed at Chu Moyin under her red hair.

"I don't care about you. You can say whatever you want, I'll just eat my food." She made a "tsk" sound, poked her watch a few times, put the [Spicy Brain Flower] in the shopping cart, and checked out.

"The menu at Meso is not cheap, and you don't look like you're short on cash at all." Chu Moyin sneered.

"Of course I'm not nervous when I order and eat. But when it comes to treating or splitting the bill, I get criticized for eating too much, and then I sit back and eat too little, which adds unnecessary expenses. Sometimes when we're at a large gathering, I don't get to eat anything I liked, and then I go home hungry and cook some instant noodles. That costs more than if I ordered three meals a week on my own, which is just too unreasonable."

"I see." Chu Moyin was touched. "Rather than saying you're short of money, it's better to say you're stingy. To be generous to yourself and stingy to others, you're the real self-centered one."

"Ah, that's right. I've never denied that. I'm a self-centered person. I don't even believe in the existence of gods in this world. It's not that I'm an atheist, but if there's someone in this world who can dominate and control everything, and that person isn't me, I find it unbearable. So I will never acknowledge a god."

"The last person who said that has already flown up to the sky and stood shoulder to shoulder with the sun, right?" Chu Shangli quipped, "Could it be that you, Qiu Feishuang, also want to fly up to the sky?"

"I do want to," Qiu Feishuang admitted frankly, "but it seems impossible to achieve, no matter what. If I eat too much and become too fat, and if I have too many desires in my heart, I won't be able to get through the narrow door."

"The more you say that, the more you seem like a religious person." Chu Shangli put down his pen and said, "I've finished it too. Teacher Bai Xiaoqian, please check it."