Having left behind the eccentric woman in the women's restroom, Lu Mingming returned to her work post and resumed her life in the research lab.
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Morian is going back to the lab tomorrow; we can't let the progress be disrupted.
As for the news, it was mixed in with half-truths and half-lies.
With this thought in mind, Lu Mingming restrained the trembling in his hands and prepared the first sample.
Two hours passed.
Lu Mingming breathed a sigh of relief as he placed the experimental results on the latest display stand.
Today's tasks are complete; I can pack up and leave.
Relaxing, Lu Mingming packed her things, changed into casual clothes, and left the research lab.
The woman's contact information on the personal terminal had been approved, and Lu Mingming carefully looked at her basic information.
The account is neat and simple, seemingly without anything special, except for a strange symbol in the upper right corner.
Even more coincidentally, when Lu Mingming first got his hands on the quantum computer to search for information and popular science, this special symbol was clearly a prominent mark of the Goodfellow school.
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Do you have any other siblings?
Lu Mingming thought back for a moment. If this were in the real world, she wouldn't know for sure, but in a parallel world...
"I have a younger brother named Lu Hongyu. We grew up together. Although he was adopted, he has always been very well-behaved and obedient."
After answering that question, Oranner began his long, interrogation-like questioning.
Even though Lu Mingming didn't understand what the other person meant, he still answered everything.
As the heir to the alliance of the main planet, you can easily find the information you want with a simple search, so why not just say it frankly?
"One last question. Can you cook? Or how well do you cook?"
"this…"
Lu Mingming remembered hearing about this issue from Morian just a few days ago.
Based on the long life experience implanted in their memories, apart from necessary live broadcasts, the research institute doesn't seem to have any special requirements for cooking skills.
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"It probably won't taste good; people say my cooking is weird."
"Come with me now."
Orannal noticed Lu Mingming's lack of confidence and immediately drew a final conclusion.
Lu Mingming added, "Don't blame me if I don't do well."
Orannal didn't speak, but changed direction and led Lu Mingming to the research institute's special rest area.
This rest area has a kitchenette, a small dining table, and even bunk beds—a truly aristocratic setup.
Lu Mingming didn't have time to look before she hurriedly put on her apron, her hands trembling, ready to embark on her second-ever cooking event.
She opened the refrigerator and saw only four vegetables left: tomatoes, eggs, cucumbers, and potatoes.
These vegetables are most often mixed by interstellar people into vegetable salads, which are refreshing and delicious.
The first absurd idea that popped into Lu Mingming's head was to stir-fry the eggs and tomatoes together.
She hesitated and said, "I really made it, but don't say my cooking is weird later."
Orannal remained calm: "Don't worry, I've eaten the flesh of strange beasts before, so I can accept even the worst food."
With that assurance in hand, Lu Mingming confidently took out the eggs and tomatoes, ready to show off her skills.
As Oranar watched Lu Mingming bustling about in the kitchen, he silently asked in his mind, "Are you sure she's the one you're looking for?"
He paused for a moment.
"Judging from her posture, she doesn't seem like someone who knows how to cook."
In his mind's eye, a voice identical to his spoke: "Just you wait and see, Mingming is a great cook. You people have prevented her from cooking even once and are undermining her confidence!"
His deep, magnetic voice was filled with unspoken words.
"So many people want to eat Mingming's cooking but don't have the chance, and I'm honored to be a VIP user. Not only that, her cooking can cure mental turmoil. Morian lived there for a while and slowly returned to normal."
"So amazing..."
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Oranner was clearly not convinced.
Another Oranner added: "If you don't eat, let me take over your body. We are the same person in some ways. I know everything you know, so don't worry about me being unaware of relevant matters."
"No, thank you."
Orannell refused outright.
"I'm afraid your love-obsessed mindset will infect me."
Having said that, Oranal ignored the chattering within his mental world, put on his napkin, and leaned closer to take a look—
The dish, with its red and yellow hues, presents a warm overall appearance, and its sweet, sour, and slightly damp aroma is quite unpleasant to the eye.
Lu Mingming twirled her fingers: "See if you like it... It was a last-minute idea, I felt it would taste better this way."
"Something that came to mind on the spur of the moment...?"
Oranner repeated doubtfully.
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"It means that the food I cook doesn't suit the public's taste, so nobody eats it. I don't know how well I cook it."
Speaking of this, Lu Mingming was a little embarrassed, implying that he could only ask you to be his first customer.
Orannal froze, but the other self in his mind spoke like a machine: "Want to switch bodies with me? Want to switch bodies with me? Want to switch bodies with me?"
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