"Yo yo yo," Zuo Ci's voice came from behind Xia Xiang.

"The young couple, so affectionate and tender, inseparable, reluctant to part, yet forced to separate. Watching them reminds me of my own lost youth."

Xia Xiang's face, which had just been flushed, turned deathly pale. "Senior Zuo Ci, what you're doing is immoral!"

"Don't misunderstand, I have morals," Zuo Ci quickly waved his hand and said, "It's just that I only have two hands. I can cover my eyes, but I can't plug my ears."

Xia Xiang didn't want to talk to the old man and changed the subject.

"Senior Zuo Ci, I have taken Rex to many hospitals these past few days, but they have basically been unable to treat his internal injuries. I wonder if you have any good ideas?"

"His situation is both difficult and easy to describe," Zuo Ci said, his hands behind his back.

Xia Xiang, following local customs, clasped his hands in greeting and asked, "Please enlighten me."

Zuo Ci: "First, we need to eliminate the remaining demonic energy in his body. After that, we can treat his internal injuries."

"So his amnesia was also caused by internal injuries?" Xia Xiang asked.

"I don't know, it could be a head injury, or it could be psychological factors," Zuo Ci said.

"After eradicating the demonic nature, you can try going to Tiandang Mountain, where there is a divine healer."

"Okay, thank you," Xia Xiang said before preparing to leave.

“Xiangxiang, I heard you studied medicine, didn’t you? Wouldn’t it be more convenient for you to treat yourself?” Zuo Ci followed up and asked.

"I'm afraid the principal will hold me accountable with his life," Xia Xiang said earnestly.

Zuo Ci: "Hehehe..."

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"He's gone?"

As soon as Xia Xiang opened the door to the hotel room, Rex asked a question.

"Ugh, finally back! I'm exhausted." Xia Xiang slumped into a chair. "Where are the other two? Did they go to Cao Cao's house?"

"Hmm," Rex nodded, but seeing that she didn't explain, he still asked, "Do I know that person? He looks familiar. What's his relationship with you... and your sister?"

“Niannian, you don’t know him,” Xia Xiang said. “I don’t know him either. After he talked to me, he realized he had the wrong person and left.”

"Oh," Rex lowered his eyes to hide his emotions, his tone clearly disbelieving.

"Niannian, didn't I tell you?" Xia Xiang continued to lie, or rather, to make up a story, "We're not from here. We're from outer space. Our spaceship had an accident, so we had no choice but to live here."

“We absolutely cannot tell them our identities,” Rex cooperated. “So we’ll just stay in this hotel and not go to Chairman Cao’s house?”

Xia Xiang had never stayed in such a poor place before, and she was somewhat hesitant, but then she thought that it would be inconvenient to go to Cao Cao's house to eradicate Rex's demonic energy.

"I wish I could buy a house," Xia Xiang said, somewhat dejected.

Looking at the peeling walls, moldy bathroom tiles, stained curtains, and expensive bills, she felt a pang of heartache.

“Aren’t we aliens? Do you have the currency of this world?” Rex asked.

Xia Xiang replied listlessly, "With the precious metals of this world, that stuff won't depreciate and it's easy to carry around."

"Let's go," Rex said, pulling Xia Xiang outside.

Rex opened the passenger door and shoved Xia Xiang inside.

Xia Xiang asked in confusion, "Where are you going? Where did you get this car?"

“Let’s go buy a house,” Rex said as he drove. “The car is borrowed from the chairman. If you have a lot of precious metals, we can buy one too.”

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It's reached chapter 100! Let me share my thoughts first—

First of all, I would like to thank Jinwu Yifusang, Hua Manyun, Xingji Jingling Lan Buduo, Yingmao, Ai Chi Ban Qiezi Xuanyuanqi, and Zhongmo Baibai for their gift support, and also thank the other readers for their support and companionship.

Before I knew it, I had already written a hundred chapters, but it's still far from my expectations. I'll keep working hard.

And then, I'm grateful to myself for persevering this far.

Then, I suddenly felt a sense of liberation. I finally understood what it meant to stick to what you love and it's really cool; I can finally have my own pastime.

Although the data has fluctuated a lot these days, and it feels like not many people are paying attention, I still feel great about persisting in things that others may not consider correct.

The key is not the event itself, but the persistence.

Last but not least, I wish all my darlings could have all their dreams come true, be carefree and free, be happy and joyful, be rich and prosperous, and always be the coolest version of themselves in their own eyes.