Zizai never intended to save chickens on other human production lines, and Su Xiaoli would never consider a fox as a relative.

For Wang Ji, missing out on two kinds of food was really not a big deal.

If you don't eat chicken, you can eat bird meat, such as pigeon meat; if you don't eat chicken eggs, you can eat bird eggs, pigeon eggs, or ostrich eggs. Your appetite is still easy to satisfy.

Rabbits, rabbits are so cute, how can you eat rabbits?

"Are you really going to collect all twelve zodiac animals?" Lena couldn't help but gasp in astonishment. She truly didn't understand how Wang Ji managed to create so many little monsters.

Are they genetically gifted with little elves?

Or... but that doesn't make sense either.

"Not necessarily, but I need to keep a few recipes for myself," Wang Ji replied.

One of the biggest advantages of being a super soldier is that you don't have to worry about gaining weight. If you eat too much, you can just run tens of thousands of meters and it will all be gone.

Simply put, enjoy all the delicious food.

The joys of life—at least for now, he doesn't feel he can give this up.

"Then...where is she?" Qi Lin asked curiously.

Actually, this is quite strange. She was with Wang Ji almost every day, so how could she not know how Wang Ji created this little vixen?

Didn't you see the rabbit either?

“Not in China.” Wang Ji shook his head.

The group understood; it seemed that Zizai had never been by Wang Ji's side, but rather at some Stark place.

"Hey... Honey, can you conjure up a dragon?" Qi Lin suddenly became interested.

“That’s not too difficult, it’s just the appearance, but it might not be able to fly.” Wang Ji asked, “But it’s not certain either. It could be a divine dragon, a big-bellied dragon from the West, a little dragon man, the Dragon King of the East Sea, or a little dragon girl… It depends on my mood.”

He's made three finished products already, and he's getting more and more skilled at creating monsters, and he's watching more and more cartoons.

"Hiss!" Qi Lin was instantly impressed and confused. This guy was too amazing!

Du Qiangwei could only find it incredible, and decided not to dwell on what she couldn't understand. She couldn't help but ask, "So the dragon's name is A-Chen?"

"Chenchen." Wang Ji said seriously, he had already thought about this question.

"Oh~ So the snake is called A-Si?"

"You've even learned to answer first."

Lena: "..."

The three of them chatted happily, but Lena fell silent. After a while, she suddenly got up and walked outside.

"Hey, Lena, where are you going?" Qi Lin asked in surprise.

Lena didn't even turn her head: "It's nothing, I'm going out to make a phone call."

"Oh~" Qi Lin said dismissively, then looked at Wang Ji and asked a crucial question: "So, what about you and this Ali...?"

...

An unnamed, majestic palace, surrounded by lush greenery and fragrant blossoms.

Inside the palace, Zizai looked helplessly at the light and graceful orange figure in the main hall and sighed deeply: "I brought you out here to work, not for you to dance all day long!"

"Zizai," came the clear, melodious reply, "Do you think Master will like Ali's dance?"

"I always call him Dad..." Zizai said weakly.

"When will Ali be able to see her master?" The voice suddenly sounded a little disappointed: "Ali wants to see her master..."

She was slender and graceful with a perfect figure, long, jade-like legs, and was holding a bamboo umbrella.

Her orange-red, jewel-like eyes were filled with a pitiful melancholy, and her ears drooped slightly.

"How come he's love-struck again..." Zizai was speechless. All he did was show her a picture of his father once.

"I advise you not to have any improper thoughts... Time-space leap, Comrade Ali, you are just a demon."

"It's okay... as long as Master likes Ali a little more, that's enough~"