Cute, I like it.

The three arrived in Palermo and explored the area.

I have a phobia of churches now, so I didn't visit any of the churches that are everywhere. I just looked at the flowers, the cacti, and admired the palm and coconut trees by the sea.

At noon, Li Changzhou brought the two back to Mingcheng.

It was 6 p.m. in Mingcheng, the time for dinner.

"Time difference is really incredible." Li Qianxia ate the dinner that Yang Qinglan had bought with her money.

The vegetables in the honey pot world are ready to eat, the livestock are growing much faster, the rabbits have had another litter, the piglets are growing like lightning, and the cows and sheep are all pregnant, but we can't enjoy them freely yet. Perhaps we should raise more.

After eating what could be called lunch or dinner, the three sat under the apricot tree to digest their food while refining perception pills.

"What if all four are maxed out?" Li Qianxia asked, her legs bent on the chair as she admired the travel photos. "Should we just break through directly?"

"Let's call Zheng Qing first," Li Changzhou said, lying in the rocking chair. "Let's see if she has any news. If not, let's break through directly."

His mind was still mostly on the church.

Whether before or after the value game, his only goal was to prevent anyone from bullying him and his sister, and now Yang Qinglan had to be included as well.

He didn't want to be threatened or manipulated by anyone; he wanted to live a life that was taken for granted.

The unparalleled success of the first phase did satisfy his wish to a small extent, but the church matter made his heart thirsty again.

Not enough, far from enough; he craved even greater power.

No matter where, no matter when, no matter how many people are on the other side, it is an unparalleled force!

After breaking through the limits, he will fight against powerful figures from the past and experience major events that have influenced history. These will all become new nourishment for him.

The more he thought about it, the more surging his emotions became. Before he could even sense that the pill was ready, he took out his phone and made a call to Zheng Qing.

"Li Changzhou?"

"It's me. Did I disturb you?"

"No, it's just the end of a seminar."

"Thank you for your hard work. It's like this, Officer Zheng, I'm willing to exchange items or intelligence of equal value for information from the Special Operations Bureau regarding improving 'intelligence' and 'charisma'." He was prepared to go all out.

But Zheng Qing's answer made his punch miss its mark—the Special Operations Bureau didn't have it either.

"According to the expert panel's analysis, intelligence and charisma are innate and cannot be changed."

"Intellectually, there are only people who work hard, and no one suddenly becomes smarter, unless it is due to some kind of mental illness."

"Some people suddenly develop exceptional memory and enhanced logical abilities, but this often comes with side effects, such as speaking strangely or having excessive concentration. How do people develop these mental illnesses, and whether such cases indicate an increase or decrease in intelligence, are also questions."

"As for 'charm,' neither plastic surgery nor disfigurement can change it. There are many people in South Korea who have surgery to look like people with high charm. They may change the photo on their ID cards, but their charm doesn't change. The same goes for disfigurement."

"What about the sorceress? No news from her either?" Li Changzhou asked again.

"You can ask her. She treats everyone differently. It's said that everyone can bear different kinds of secrets. Some people know what they'll eat tomorrow and that disaster will befall them, while others can know the winning lottery numbers," Zheng Qing replied.

After hanging up the phone, Li Changzhou wasn't particularly frustrated.

Even if his 'charm' and 'intelligence' cannot be improved, he will still have the advantage—among people with all four stats at their maximum, there may be people smarter than him, but no one can be more charming than him.

"Alright." Yang Qinglan lifted the lid of the alchemy furnace and gave the perception pill to the two siblings.

One Li Changzhou, two Li Qianxia.

At this point, all four attributes of the trio are at maximum.

"Should I go see the sorceress?" After taking the pill, Li Qianxia felt full of energy and thought she could go to Italy again!

"Shall we go take a look?" Li Changzhou asked Yang Qinglan, who was writing down her alchemy notes. "If it doesn't work, we can just break through directly."

“Go back to the past…” Li Qianxia murmured.

"Let's go take a look tomorrow," Yang Qinglan agreed, her hand still writing.

Li Changzhou often saw her taking notes, probably because she firmly believed that a bad pen is worse than a good memory—having this habit is actually a sign of high intelligence.

The difference between geniuses and ordinary people sometimes lies simply in whether or not they have developed certain habits.

The fortune teller lived in a residential complex called "Prosperous Era".

It's either a special neighborhood prepared for players by the Special Operations Bureau, or a neighborhood where ordinary people live. It's so ordinary that if you enter this neighborhood name on the map, there are at least eight hundred similar ones across the country.

Shengshi Residential Area is located on the outskirts of the city, and the housing prices were average at that time. However, with the rapid economic development, especially the real estate market, the price has risen to nearly 30,000 yuan per square meter.

"Fortunately, there is Honey Pot World. Qinglan, let me tell you, the original plan of my brother and me was to work together to buy a house in Mingcheng before we turned thirty."

"Is there a possibility that your house in your hometown will be demolished?" Yang Qinglan asked.

She sat in the passenger seat, while Li Qianxia leaned out from the back. Li Changzhou was driving, and the car was entering the community garage.

The car was a small white car I rented on the street. I got my driver's license after returning from Prague, and I spent some game coins to ask Zheng Qing to help me get it (she didn't accept it and helped me for free).

“We’re from a village, and we’ve only ever heard of fishpond demolition. Whether it’s fishpond demolition or what, it’s just that they’re filled in and used to grow crops again. We don’t care, anyway, houses in the countryside can’t be demolished.” Li Qianxia used to envy those who had their fishponds demolished.

"Then what about selling them?" Yang Qinglan asked again.

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