Chapter 327 The Friendship of Growing Up Together
Qin Feng glanced at Qing Feng and said meaningfully, "It's not that I don't want to stay, it's that some people don't welcome me, so why should I bother to fawn over them?"
Meng Qingyin winked at Qingfeng as she said, "No one is unwelcoming to you. I sincerely invite you to stay and have lunch with us."
She kept giving Qingfeng meaningful glances, her eyes almost twitching from the effort.
Qingfeng sighed helplessly, "Yes, why don't you stay for lunch?"
Meng Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right, that's right, stay for lunch, it'll be more fun with more people!"
Qin Feng said reluctantly, "Alright then, since you two really want me to stay for dinner, I guess I'll have to reluctantly agree."
Meng Qingyin: "Alright, Qingfeng, you chat with Sister Feng for a while, I'll go cook!"
He then started to walk towards the kitchen.
Qingfeng quickly stopped him, saying, "Master, let me do it."
Meng Qingyin's cooking skills are really not very good.
She remembered this too, so she didn't insist anymore. "Alright, then I'll help you."
Qin Feng: "No need, I don't like to freeload, I'll just help out."
As she spoke, she followed Qingfeng into the kitchen.
Meng Qingyin scratched her head, feeling that there was something unusual between Qin Feng and Qingfeng.
It was someone else's private matter, and she had no intention of prying into it, so she went to prepare the dishes.
Qingfeng is very efficient at cooking. In less than an hour, he made four dishes and a soup: spicy chicken, hot and sour shredded potatoes, dry-fried green beans, garlic water spinach, and pork rib and corn soup.
Spicy chicken and hot and sour shredded potatoes... these were specially made to take care of Zaizai and Meng Qingyin.
The food was served, and the three of them sat down in turn.
Normally, it's just Meng Qingyin and Qingfeng at meals, sitting opposite each other. Today, there's another person, so Meng Qingyin put a chair on the other side of the table beforehand.
Unexpectedly, Qin Feng moved a stool and squeezed in with Qing Feng.
Qingfeng looked disgusted: "There's such a big spot right next to me, why do you have to squeeze in with me?"
Qin Feng smiled and said, "We used to sit together like this all the time when we were kids, don't you remember?"
After saying that, she moved closer to Qingfeng.
Qingfeng couldn't stand her anymore and said seriously, "Sit still and don't come any closer to me!"
Qin Feng curled his lip: "How stingy."
Watching their back-and-forth interaction, Meng Qingyin smiled and said, "So you two have known each other since you were little. You have such a good relationship."
Qin Feng proudly raised his chin: "That's right, we're brothers who've been through thick and thin together. Back when we were kids..."
She began to speak at length.
Qingfeng didn't deny it this time.
Meng Qingyin listened attentively, imagining what Qingfeng and the others looked like when they were young.
Qin Feng's throat was dry from talking, so Qingfeng poured her a glass of water. She picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp, then suddenly realized she had talked too much and felt a little embarrassed. "Did I talk too much?"
Meng Qingyin: "No, the friendship you two have built since childhood is truly enviable."
Qin Feng smiled and said, "If you want to hear it, I'll continue telling you another day."
Qingfeng sighed helplessly, "You should help my master make a spider silk cloak first."
Qin Feng looked at Meng Qingyin, puzzled, and asked, "Are you going to make a spider silk cloak?"
Meng Qingyin nodded. Since Qingfeng had already spoken up for her, she naturally wouldn't deny it: "That's right, I can provide you with spider silk."
Qin Feng looked surprised: "You still have spider silk? You went to farm the tower again? How can you farm the tower so fast? You've already made a breathing mask?"
She had too many questions, and Meng Qingyin didn't know which one to answer first, so she simply said "Mmm".
Qin Feng: "..." Suddenly, he suffered a critical hit of 10,000 points.
She turned to look at Qingfeng: "With her tower-clearing speed so fast, doesn't it make us look like clowns back then?"
What about that month or so they had back then?
Qingfeng immediately distanced himself from her: "It's fine if you call yourself a clown, but don't drag me into it."
Qin Feng: "..." Look, this is the kind of friendship that Mengmeng envies—the bond of growing up together.
What a false prosperity!
She snorted coldly and ignored the man.
She looked at Meng Qingyin and asked, "So what floor are you on now? How did you manage to get past those annoying mutated spiders on the second floor?"
Meng Qingyin exclaimed in surprise, "The second level? You didn't even clear the second level back then?"
Qin Feng: "..." This conversation is impossible.
She gritted her teeth, "And your apprentice, he didn't even pass the second level back then."
Qingfeng: "..." Why did she have to be dragged into this again?
Meng Qingyin glanced at Qingfeng, her emotions in that glance extremely complex.
Qingfeng was stunned and couldn't help but emphasize, "I'm just a planter, it's normal for my combat power to be a little weak, right?"
She grew angrier the more she thought about it and began to retaliate, "Unlike some people who always claim to be the greatest blacksmiths, but the equipment they forge is completely useless in the tower!"
Qin Feng retorted defiantly, "Who said the equipment I forged is useless? If we hadn't been wearing my equipment back then, we probably would have spent a month just grinding through the first level!"
Meng Qingyin: "..."
The first level took a month to clear, even with protective gear...
Are you five really going to team up to conquer the tower, or are you just sightseeing?
Qingfeng scoffed: "I wonder who it was that got so angry after their equipment was bitten by a monster that they didn't eat for three days and even swore they would forge a special monster-enhanced equipment. I wonder if they actually forged any monster-enhanced equipment."
Qin Feng retorted angrily, "Do you think demonized equipment is like dog poop that you can find anywhere on the roadside? You think you can just forge it like that? I only recently got enough spider silk. Give me some more time, and I'll definitely be able to forge demonized equipment."
Qingfeng scoffed: "A little longer? My master and the others would probably have already cleared the Tower of Babel by then."
Qin Feng said decisively, "Impossible!"
Qingfeng crossed his arms and said leisurely, "Why is it impossible?"
Qin Feng: "The monsters in the Tower of Babel are getting stronger with each floor, making it increasingly difficult to clear the tower. Just those monsters with special attributes will be enough to give them a hard time."
Meng Qingyin: "A monster with special attributes?"
Qin Feng nodded, his tone serious: "That's right. The most common monsters in the Magic Tower are those with the most basic attributes, such as fire and water. Don't underestimate them. You might not think much of one or two, but there are thousands upon thousands of them. For example, fire-attribute monsters, when they gather together, can even burn you alive with their fireballs!"
Meng Qingyin: "..."
Could Qin Feng be referring to those fire-type monsters?
Just then, the heavy snow controlled the water flow, and the dishes started splashing and swishing.
Qingfeng couldn't help but chuckle.
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