"Look! I even saved some grilled octopus tentacles for you! Grilled using traditional charcoal methods! Non-toxic and all-natural! Everyone in the First Legion who ate them said they were delicious!"

She frantically searched for things in the small garden, then proudly presented a large box of items.

The living room suddenly became eerily quiet.

"This...this can't be..."

Grandpa pointed shakily at the contents of the transparent box:

"Yes...it's that mutated beast that was mentioned in the news before, the one that releases neurotoxins!"

"Don't worry, Grandpa, I wore the protective gloves Helan gave me and cleaned up all the poison glands! Helan helped me remove them; he's a very kind person, we're friends!"

Zi Xi excitedly opened the food storage box.

"You dealt with the poison glands?! He helped you remove them???"

The whole family spoke in unison.

Zi Xi belatedly covered her mouth.

Oh no, I let it slip.

"So, Xiaoxi went to the beach to catch a strange beast to eat?"

"You've been eating... strange beasts for a month???"

Madam Luo stood up instantly, her long dress rustling. Her expression was terrifyingly gentle as her gaze fell on the grilled octopus tentacles.

The bracelet has been switched to detection mode and is now clicking away as it begins to perform tests on Zi Xi.

"I didn't eat grilled octopus tentacles for a whole month...and they were really delicious..."

"I'm not going to the beach, I'm just passing by."

Zi Xi shrank back and whispered her explanation.

"Just passing by?"

"You actually happened to pass by the beach where the First Legion was clearing out the alien beasts? And you even helped me deal with those dangerous alien beasts?"

"I think he's up to no good with you!"

Luo Ming raised his voice, not wanting to miss a single opportunity to smear Helan Yuan in front of his sister.

"What about your height?"

Grandma suddenly held up the record board.

Zi Xi asked in confusion, "...Huh?"

"How tall is Helan?"

Grandma's pen tip hovered above the screen.

"I'm... about 1.9 meters tall?"

Zi Xi answered blankly.

"weight?"

Grandma continued to ask questions.

"I don't know! But it's quite heavy to hold..."

Zi Xi blurted it out, then abruptly shut her mouth.

Oh no, that mouth of hers!

Mrs. Luo's favorite vintage teacup snapped its handle in her hand with a click.

Grandpa suddenly pulled out an old-fashioned lie detector; heaven knows where he found it.

Grandma had already quickly written down what seemed like a blank slate.

"Wait! Wait a minute!"

"Aren't you going to eat it? I've already opened it; it won't taste good if it gets cold!"

"Helan and I ate a lot; we saved all of this!"

Zi Xi hurriedly raised the octopus tentacles.

Luo Ming was the first to grab one and take a vicious bite.

Then he froze.

He took a bite because he thought, "If that guy dares to eat it, why wouldn't I?" But the taste...

"...Delicious, unlike the sweetness of ancient apples, this flavor...is very unique."

He reluctantly admitted that after finishing the octopus tentacles in his hand, he reached out again, but his father's hand was faster and took a bite as well.

Mrs. Luo, Grandpa Luo, and Grandma Luo gave the two slovenly children who were reaching for food with their hands a look of disdain.

They gracefully picked up the fork next to the box, forked a piece, put it in their mouths and chewed, letting out a sigh.

"It smells so good!"