Mingmei never imagined that the person she suspected was right in front of her.

"Ming girl? What are you doing here?"

Standing at the entrance of the tent, Mingmei looked at the head chef standing by the stove. It was the first time Mingmei had heard the name Feng Xun.

She knew that the master chef had always taken good care of this character, but Mingmei forgot to ask the other person's name like Lu Xiaoyao did.

Call her heartless and cold-hearted, or say she's too lazy to ask because she thinks they'll never see each other again and asking won't change anything.

Mingmei always regarded the other person as a kind stranger.

On the journey of life, you will meet many different kinds of people. Some people will show kindness after just one meeting, while others will wish you a bad life even if you see them every day.

This doesn't stop Mingmei from forgetting all of this...

Although she is now trying her best to change this behavior, to meet more people, make friends, and care about others, she has indeed neglected Master Mingmei.

As a result, some important evidence was missed.

It is indeed somewhat incongruous for someone born on the Chu Rong Grassland to be named "Feng Xun," but it wouldn't lead Mingmei to suspect that this person might have been tampered with by the Zerg.

But it's wrong to pile up countless inconsistencies together.

The usually reserved and caring chef suddenly told me that he knew someone and even offered to take me away.

Strange viruses were found in the dishes at the dinner party;

Lu Xiaoyao's sudden appearance aroused no suspicion whatsoever. Not only did they easily let her leave, but they also thoughtfully escorted her back home...

Mingmei admits that the head chef is a sharp-tongued but kind-hearted person, but he is not a pushover.

At first, when there was something in the dish, Mingmei didn't immediately associate it with the person who cooked it, until Lu Xiaoyao told her about Feng Xun's help to her.

"Does His Majesty have any orders?"

Unbeknownst to Mingmei, countless thoughts raced through her mind in the few seconds she stood at the door. Feng Xun put down the spatula in her hand, wiped her hands on the apron in front of her, and the whole movement was so smooth that she really looked like someone who had been cooking for many years.

"without……"

The words of direct questioning were on the tip of Mingmei's tongue, but she felt she should confirm them one more time.

"The banquet was too noisy. His Majesty saw that I was standing there looking a bit bored, so he asked me to come out."

Without hesitation, Mingmei used Mu Chen as a shield, and then she saw a thoughtful look flash in Feng Xun's eyes.

"Oh? His Majesty summoned you..." Feng Xun suddenly smiled and said, "It seems His Majesty really likes you, which puts my mind at ease."

Seeing that Mingmei was standing at the door, Feng Xun waved her in and said, "What are you doing standing at the door at night? Perfect timing, I made some chicken soup to nourish His Majesty's blood and qi. You can try it and take it back to His Majesty later."

[Host, there are data viruses in here too.]

Ever since Guigui realized that Mingmei suspected there was something wrong with Fengxun, its little radar never stopped detecting, and it immediately found that there was something wrong with the food in the other party's pot!

"No, His Majesty's food will be served by special palace servants. If I were to presume to do this, the officials below would probably be furious."

When Mingmei talked about this, she looked very upset. Feng Xun smiled and nodded in understanding. Then he ladled out a bowl of hot soup and handed it to Mingmei, saying, "Alright, then I won't let you serve it to His Majesty. But it's okay to eat a little. Try it while it's hot and see if my cooking has improved."

[Host, it's in here too, and it's even more concentrated than the sauce in the pot!]

Gui Gui's backstage almost went off with a beeping alarm; this guy in front of her was way too dangerous!

"What? Don't you usually really enjoy my soup?"

"No."

She noticed a change in the other person's tone, and her bright eyes gradually turned cold. She took a step to the side and then said, "I prefer what the master chef makes, not what that 'Feng Xun' insect makes."

After Mingmei finished speaking, she didn't make a move. The other person simply put the bowl away silently, took a sip, let out a delicious sigh, and said, "How did you know? You... aren't some kind of NPC, are you?"

Feng Xun glanced at Mingmei, who was looking at him warily, and pouted, saying, "What's your relationship with that person? Compared to the players, you guys protect your data so well it's almost enviable!"

Mingmei sensitively grasped the phrase "these guys" that the other person mentioned.

Does this refer to her and Mu Chen?

"Play online when you're happy, and go offline to experience the world when you're not happy..." The person looked at Mingmei and said, "You and that tyrant actually... both have real-world connections, right?"

"What does it matter if we have a physical body or not? Anyway... you don't."

Not wanting to waste any more words, Mingmei finished speaking and rushed forward with her dagger, while also having Guigui send out the news of what had happened so that Yan Hui could handle it!

So, this guy really is that bug!

It wasn't some leftover spiritual power or data tampering; it was the real Zerg that escaped!

What incredible luck!

Did they really run into the real deal in the second game?

"Tsk! Why so impulsive?"

When Mingmei suddenly rushed up and punched him, shattering the empty bowl he was holding, Feng Xun began to reassess his feelings about Mingmei's close-combat abilities.

However, Mingmei didn't give her opponent a chance to think. After throwing a punch, she raised her leg, her long, straight leg instantly rising from below with a strong gust of wind. The next second, Feng Xun tried to block with his hand, but was kicked out again. With a "rip," he flew backward out of the tent.

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