Immediately afterwards, Su Muyao took out a plastic object from her sleeve and placed it on the stone table.

Then he pulled out a whole steaming hot roast chicken from his sleeve.

Long Yuan's eyes twitched. "You're not even as normal as someone who just conjures up a character."

Do you know any kind-hearted people who can hide two steaming hot roasted chickens in their sleeves?

Moreover, I've been by her side since morning, and still have.

Can you please not be so obvious in your perfunctory attitude towards him?

Immediately afterwards, Su Muyao poured the chili powder from the small red bag in her hand onto the bag.

He pushed one of the roasted chickens toward Longyuan.

Su Muyao tore off a leg from the roasted chicken in front of her, dipped it in chili powder, and put it in her mouth.

Long Yuan curiously pinched the object, which was made of some unknown material and had cute patterns drawn on it.

But judging from Su Muyao's expression, it seems she doesn't want it anymore.

Immediately afterward, because Su Muyao ate that bite rather hastily, she quickly pulled out two large cups of iced cola from her sleeve.

As if that wasn't enough, he pulled out a bucket of KFC and two small bags of fries.

Long Yuan couldn't help but look at Su Muyao's sleeve and then at the cup she had given him.

The water inside wouldn't pour out. Seeing this, Su Muyao slapped her forehead and shoved the straw upwards.

The cola I gave him before was something you could pull out or twist.

In a different form, why does it look like a simpleton?

Yingyi, standing to the side, was completely bewildered. He was certain that the little princess was a complete fabrication.

Could she be a monster?

Will they eat their own master in the future?

They wouldn't eat the master first and then eat him, would they?

Long Yuan and Su Muyao were enjoying their meal, completely unaware of the strange and wonderful thoughts that Ying Yi was having on his mind.

In the end, it was Grandma Su who came out to call them back for dinner, and then she realized that the child seemed to have some kind of problem. Why was he standing to the side with his legs shaking?

Don't let Yingyi's big, burly appearance fool you; nobody knows he's fearless except for demons and monsters.

If someone listens to ghost stories during the day, they'll definitely fantasize that a ghost is in their room at night.

What's more, a living demon or monster is now standing right next to him.

They were even eating with their master; it was terrifying.

Su Muyao had no idea about Yingyi, and now she was already imagining herself as a demon or monster in her mind.

When her grandmother gestured for her to look at Yingyi's legs, Su Muyao realized that this person couldn't possibly be that timid, could she?

So, while Long Yuan walked in front and Su Muyao followed behind...

Suddenly, she turned her head and said in a sinister tone to Yingyi, "Which part of you should I eat? Hehehe."

Shadow One jumped three feet high and retreated repeatedly, crying out, "Ahhh, please don't eat me! Please don't eat me!"

"Ah, help me, help me, master, save me!"

While shouting incoherently, he actually hugged the tree trunk in the yard tightly with both hands.

"Hahaha...you're so funny, hahahahahaha..."

Su Muyao laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

Long Yuan, standing to the side, had a dark expression on his face.

Because of Su Muyao's matter, Yingyi knew more or less the general outline, even if he didn't know the whole story.

Now look what a fool he is.

I should have known better than to bring Yingyi out; she's just embarrassing herself.

Long Yuan looked up at Su Muyao, the warm sunlight shining on the girl's white robes.

The little girl's bright, sunny smile and cheerful laughter echoed throughout the courtyard.

I really don't want to disrupt this moment of harmony.

Grandma Su looked at Yingyi with a strange gaze.

In the end, he didn't say anything, shook his head, and walked into the house.

Upon seeing her grandmother's expression, Su Muyao immediately understood that the grandmother must have misunderstood something.

Perhaps they felt it was a pity that Yingyi had become incurable due to madness!

A group of people were having a lively meal together.

Only Su Muyao and Long Yuan, having already eaten roast chicken, casually ate a couple of bites.

After a hurried meal, Long Yuan cut to the chase and asked, "I wonder if Yao Yao could give me the formula for explosives?"

Upon hearing this, Su Muyao decisively shook her head.

I recall how our Chinese ancestors gifted fireworks to foreign envoys.

The result was that foreigners used fireworks to develop bombs and then blasted them towards the country's borders.

Therefore, Su Muyao did not want history to repeat itself; wherever there are people, there will be war.

Who can guarantee that once they hand over the formula, it won't be leaked to another country?

But I clearly remember that the crossbow I developed was sold off for money.

Before the crossbow's lethality could even reach other countries, some greedy individuals sold it to ordinary people in the great dynasty.

It's easy to imagine that if something with such destructive power were known to other countries, they would be willing to pay a high price to acquire it.

Can those who are greedy for money really hold onto it?

"I will never hand over the formula."

The Great Dynasty is also my country. If war breaks out and other countries attack, I will take out weapons to protect my country, but I will not hand over the formula so that you can use this thing to dominate the world.

Of course, I'm even more afraid that the formula will be leaked, leading to a world war, and ultimately it's the poorest people who will suffer.

Long Yuan naturally understood Su Muyao's meaning and stopped insisting.

Originally, he just thought that with this thing, whether it was to protect a great dynasty or to deter other small countries, it could be done without losing a single soldier.

Looking back now, I realize I was overthinking things.

Yao Yao has already given me these things, which is already quite generous. Why would I still want the recipe?

After all, one can never be too careful; if the formula were leaked and all countries developed their own explosives, the consequences would be unimaginable.

After figuring it out, Long Yuan quickly shook his head: "No, no need, I didn't think it through."

Su Muyao patted Long Yuan on the shoulder: "Don't think too much, come on, I'll take you to see a good treasure."

Then he pulled Longyuan toward the factory, only to find that it was a huge lump of iron.

Moreover, its shape is completely different from the big iron lump I had seen before.

"This is called a small airplane, but there are even bigger ones!"

"This thing is amazing, but it's not something an ordinary person can drive. But don't worry, my skills are top-notch."

Su Muyao patted her chest to assure him, after all, she had learned how to fly a helicopter before she transmigrated.

I was too young to drive it before, but now that I'm tall enough, it's no problem at all.

After Su Muyao finished explaining Long Yuan, she understood why this big guy had wings on both sides; it must be flying into the sky.

I imagine I'll be fluttering and flying in the sky like a little bird!

At this moment, Long Yuan suddenly realized that Su Muyao seemed to be someone he could only ever look up to.

How can I possibly catch up with such an amazing person?

I used to dream of winning her over and making her my wife, but now I realize the gap between our goals is just too big.