Lu Mingming found the CIX sample that Morian needed.
Morian was extremely serious when conducting experiments, completely absorbed in the experiment before him, as if this was the only thing in the world that could capture his attention.
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Holding the beaker, he carefully poured it slowly into the Erlenmeyer flask along the glass rod, his eyes fixed on the chemical reaction that occurred inside.
Taking this opportunity, Lu Mingming also secretly observed Morian from the side.
During this period, Lu Mingming didn't know much about legitimate news, but she did know a lot of gossip—for example, many researchers in the research institute had a crush on Dean Morian.
Who wouldn't like someone who is handsome, gentle, rich, and powerful?
Lu Mingming has always held Morian in high regard.
These are the kinds of people the Interstellar Alliance needs for the future.
Lost in thought, Morian suddenly asked, "You seem to have been staring at me for a long time."
Lu Mingming immediately came to her senses.
It turned out that the man had already finished the experiment, wiping the remaining sample off his hands, and was looking at her with a smile.
"I'm sorry, I offended you!"
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Lu Mingming seized the opportunity to apologize, his heart pounding as if he had done something wrong.
I only glanced at the other person a few times; I shouldn't be suspected of being a spy.
Morian didn't say much, then suddenly changed the subject: "Can you cook?"
Lu Mingming nodded blankly, not understanding the other person's specific thoughts.
"I can, but unfortunately no one wants to eat the food I make; it's all too strange."
"Hmm, how is it strange?"
Morian became curious.
"It's just that what they eat is different from what the beastmen eat."
Lu Mingming gave a detailed example.
"For example, the beastmen like to eat fruit, so I have to roast the meat until it's fully cooked, and there are all sorts of other strange ideas. The things I make are often not eaten, and my performance evaluation scores are extremely low."
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At this point, Lu Mingming gave an embarrassed smile.
"During assessments, if the maximum score is ten, I usually only get around three points."
"I see."
Morian did not laugh.
"This is perfectly normal; it's normal for interstellar people not to know how to cook."
After saying that, he didn't interact with Lu Mingming anymore and continued doing his own thing.
Lu Mingming waited patiently to the side, puzzled, and dared not look around carelessly anymore.
Morian recalled Lu Mingming's answer and sighed silently.
Dreams and reality are still somewhat different.
Last night, my dream became more and more detailed and vivid. The girl with black hair and black eyes was an excellent cook and was very popular in the interstellar world. It was truly difficult to get a meal from her.
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There is no absolute balance; it is ultimately just a substitute.
After finishing his thoughts, Morian invited, "Would you like to have dinner with me? We can discuss the schedule I've arranged for you. I had some personal matters to attend to the past few days, so I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."
"It's okay, it's okay."
Lu Mingming quickly shook her head to refuse, but was interrupted by Morian.
"I'll treat you to the best stir-fry restaurant on the fourth floor. You can take away any leftovers."
Lu Mingming's words of refusal stuck in her throat.
Thinking of the possibility of packing it up, and remembering Hongyu who was waiting anxiously, he gritted his teeth and agreed.
"good!"
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