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Ye Qingqing's heart skipped a beat, and she exchanged a glance with Lu Mo; they both had a bad feeling.
Wuchen had mentioned this to them before, but they hadn't taken it to heart.
"Have you found that nuclear brain yet?" Ye Qingqing asked.
Wuchen shook his head, looking regretful. "We haven't found it yet. Huixin said she's still looking, but she's found a direction. Maybe we'll find it when we get back!"
"Do you know if the core brain is male or female? How old is it?"
Wuchen shook his head again, "I don't know."
He guessed what Ye Qingqing meant and shook his head even more violently, "It can't be this bad woman. Our organization is here to save the world, how could she be a bad person? Don't think nonsense, it's absolutely impossible."
Ye Qingqing thought about it and agreed. Although she hadn't seen the others' grand plan of returning to oneness, how could an organization set up by Master Daoyi possibly hire morally corrupt people? Just based on Master Daoyi's character, she felt that someone as evil as Tsumabu Mai could definitely not be the most mysterious core brain.
Lu Mo frowned; he wasn't so optimistic.
These so-called chosen ones were not chosen and cultivated by Master Daoyi, but rather were given special abilities by the heavens. Master Daoyi simply found them and gathered them together. Before finding them, the master could not be sure of the character of these chosen ones.
"Is there only one core brain?" Lu Mo asked.
"I think so. The core brain is the center, one is enough. I'll ask Huixin later, he knows more about it than I do."
Wuchen touched her head; her hair had grown two or three inches long, making her look like a tomboy. She could wear braids in the summer.
"What's wrong? Do you still suspect that Mai Tsumabu is the core brain?" Ye Qingqing understood him immediately.
Lu Mo shook his head slightly, "It's hard to say now. After Tsumabuki Minami and the others arrive in Pingjiang, I'll trouble Master Daoyi to take a look. Perhaps he can tell whether it's true or not."
"This is a good idea; the master has experience."
Ye Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief.
"We're going back the day after tomorrow, so let's not worry about anything else. Let's go shopping tomorrow; I want to buy some cosmetics to give as gifts," Ye Qingqing suggested.
The cosmetics and pharmaceuticals here are all very famous, and they are of good quality and inexpensive. However, they are much more expensive to buy in China. If you bring them from here, they will be at least one-third cheaper, or even half the price. Ye Qingqing doesn't use them herself, but they are excellent gifts.
Since she had come all the way to China, she could give gifts to her neighbors, relatives, and friends. They were inexpensive and presentable, so Sun Qiuyun told her to take more back with her.
"I want tempura. This is the only edible thing around here. Everything else is garbage."
Wuchen pouted. After eating for several days, the only food she liked was tempura, which is basically vegetables dipped in batter and deep-fried until golden brown. It's crispy and delicious, and the taste is indeed very good. There are also seafood and meat options, which taste even better, but they don't suit Wuchen's taste. She only eats vegetarian tempura.
The next day, Ye Qingqing bought a mountain of things, from cosmetics to candy and brand-name shoes. She found the candy by chance; it tasted great and was not only delicious but also pretty. Ye Qingqing, feeling childlike, bought a lot of it. Tian Tian and Wu Chen both loved it.
No matter how much stuff they had, they weren't worried. There were many of them, and each person had a suitcase, so they could fit everything. No one went out that night; they stayed at the hotel to pack their luggage. Xiao Tong was still fast asleep, but she looked great. She had been sleeping for two days and two nights now.
It seemed she could sleep some more, so Ye Qingqing wasn't too worried. The general in the medical text had slept for seven days and seven nights, so there was no rush.
After a flight of nearly three hours, we finally landed at Pingjiang International Airport. Hearing the familiar local accent, everyone breathed a sigh of relief; we were finally home.