"That's right, I want to evolve a storage ring or something."

Li Qingyu nodded.

"By the way, Vincent, what happened to your head?"

Indeed, at this moment, Leonardo da Vinci had a thick, high white bandage wrapped around his head, which, combined with his fat face, looked utterly ridiculous.

"Oh... I had surgery, I was going to look for something." Da Vinci scratched the bandage on his head.

"Looking for something, did you find it?"

Li Qingyu roughly understood; he guessed this guy was looking for the kitchen knife stuck in his brain.

"I don't know either..." Da Vinci blinked, looking at Li Qingyu with a slightly confused expression. "Li Qingyu, what are you doing here?"

Well....

Li Qingyu was speechless for a moment.

"I need you to help me source a batch of antique rings; I want to test the evolution of my storage equipment."

"Oh, oh, oh."

Leonardo da Vinci said he understood.

"Just let Skynet help you access the data and inventory. I already authorized it. I need to rest for a bit; I have a bit of a headache."

With that, Leonardo da Vinci lay back down on the bed, looking weak.

"Alright then, you get some rest."

Li Qingyu twitched the corner of his mouth.

Actually, Li Qingyu initially wanted to try treating Da Vinci, but unfortunately...

According to Crimson, Leonardo da Vinci's head wasn't injured at all, so there was no way to treat it. As for why da Vinci wore bandages, only da Vinci himself knew.

Perhaps Leonardo da Vinci suffered not physical harm, but... psychological harm?

Li Qingyu shook his head helplessly and was about to turn and leave.

Suddenly.

Leonardo da Vinci's voice rang out again.

"Li Qingyu, what are you doing here?"