"Mom, I'm home!"

"Take a shower first, then eat. You smell like a stinky rabbit. You might as well play with a rabbit."

"Okay!"

At 5:55, Li Qingyu arrived home on time.

At 5:58, Li Qingyu had finished showering and was sitting at the dining table.

The shower was a bit slow...

Because during this bath, Li Qingyu wanted to scrub a little longer...

Touch yourself more often...

Li Qingyu knew that this was probably a lingering effect of the transformation from the Painted Skin. However, there was nothing he could do for the time being. Even Na Tong's transformation of the head into feet couldn't counteract this effect. It seemed he could only find an opportunity to evolve some more items that could resist negative status effects.

Putting aside his worries about the aftereffects, Li Qingyu looked at the simple and familiar yet heartwarming four dishes and one soup on the table, picked up his rice bowl, and began to eat heartily.

As for Master Bai and the Great Assassin... they can just drink milk, they don't need to eat.

Husky, huh...?

It's all turned into a mosaic....

Eat my ass!

After taking a couple of bites, Li Qingyu discovered that the rice in his bowl was actually Sanchang rice, which he was familiar with. It seemed that the Sanchang rice seeds he had submitted to the Special Security Bureau had already begun to be harvested and put on the market.

And that plate of greens in front of me...

At first glance, it looks normal, but upon closer inspection...

Flowers and plants!?

Damn it... isn't this the little plant he and Leonardo da Vinci created during their evolutionary experiments? It's actually being cultivated and sold on the market?! Isn't this supposed to be for elderly people's health?! It's being used in cooking?!

And this plate of braised pork belly, made with South African camel meat...

Li Qingyu twitched the corners of his mouth, recalling some less-than-pleasant memories.

However, thanks to his mother's cooking, Li Qingyu still managed to devour all the dishes.

"By the way, Yu Yu, do you remember that blind date we didn't end up meeting last time?"

After watching Li Qingyu finish his meal and sit on the sofa, watching the latest romantic, ethical, suspenseful, and fantasy twilight drama "Love Lost in the Square," his mother suddenly spoke up.

"I don't quite remember. Was she a civil servant with seven apartments, fair skin, long legs, young and beautiful..." Li Qingyu slumped at the dining table and replied casually, while reaching out to gently stroke her still-unfeeling belly.

Sigh... Black Iron guards the stomach...

I can't even tell if I'm full or not...

Suddenly, Li Qingyu had a thought and realized that something had appeared in his mind.

Li Qingyu began to review the information in his mind.

really...

[Searching for Water]

[Rank: E]

In dry environments, there is a certain chance of finding traces of water.

this....

Even if you cook it... can that strip away your talent?

The key question is, do camels also have special talents?

Li Qingyu blinked, somewhat incredulous that he had so easily acquired a talent. Although this talent was useless, it gave Li Qingyu a glimpse of a vast future—the future of the Nine-Sided King.

"Whether you remember or not, Mom has already made arrangements with Aunt Qiao. We'll meet in a couple of days. Remember to prepare yourself: get a haircut, shave, and wear clothes."

Suddenly, his mother's words interrupted Li Qingyu's reverie, causing him to unconsciously touch his still quite smooth chin.

cut....

Whatever you need to prepare, he always carries his razor and clipper with him...

"This time... there won't be any more accidents, right?" Li Qingyu licked his chin to confirm.

"No, Aunt Qiao said that if Qiao Cheng doesn't go this time, she will go herself." Mom said calmly.

Li Qingyu nodded, then asked thoughtfully, "Mom, do you have a photo of Aunt Qiao?"

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America.

Button City, Ninth Avenue.

MiB headquarters, minister's office.

A young, blonde woman in a professional black stockings suit, with a curvaceous figure, was giving a rapid-fire report to a figure sitting at a desk in this office that resembled a study.

"Boss T, this is the analysis report on Hassabiot's fusion with the genes of the Abyss Demon Clan, as well as the feasibility plan for fusing with the organs of the Witch Clan."

"Boss T, this is the talent analysis report for Chinese player Li Qingyu."

"Boss T, all the historical data on the wizards of the Undying Kingdom are here."

"Boss T, Hinoki from Japan has rejected our cooperation proposal."

"Boss T..."

"Alright, you can go now, Agent O."

Suddenly, an old voice interrupted the blonde beauty's incessant chatter.

The blonde woman paused, then hesitated, saying, "But what about the Chinese host, Chu You...?"

"Listen to me, go down. These things are not important for now."

The figure sitting at the table slowly raised his head, his sparse golden hair styled in a strange way. It was none other than the old Trump who had been forced to step down more than a month ago.

Seeing the blonde beauty leave the office somewhat reluctantly, Old Trump remained calm, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

After glancing at the thick stack of documents on the table, Old Trump closed his eyes and then casually pressed a hidden button on the chair.

Suddenly, the entire minister's office was filled with a burst of white light.

When Old Trump opened his eyes again, he found himself in a high-tech laboratory. Countless unidentified high-end instruments were flashing various complex signals, operating in an orderly manner within the laboratory.

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