397: Chapter 377: Hobbies 397: Chapter 377: Hobbies “How is it?
Is it good?”
Her silvery-white hair was neatly tied up, and she wore an ordinary-looking purple dress that was a gift from her “mother,” made from the simplest material and treated to be fire-resistant.
However, due to her slender and beautiful figure, and perfectly proportioned limbs, she made the dress look like a magnificent gown.
Newborn widened her eyes, looking at Lu Ping’an, waiting for a confirming answer.
Lu Ping’an rubbed his temples, put down the catalog in his hand, frowned, and took a sip of the pitch-black coffee.
“…Huh?
Not bad.”
“Really?”
Zhi Xi smiled with joy, a rare display of emotion during this ti.
At the sa ti, she reached out her hand, showing an eager look in her eyes.
Lu Ping’an sighed helplessly, holding her cold little hand while continuing to taste the bitter, high-priced coffee.
“…Life Sharing.”
As the special ability was used, Zhi Xi’s expression changed instantly; she frowned and stuck out her tongue as if to rid her mouth of a strange taste, and then glared at Lu Ping’an.
“…You lied to ?”
“No, the coffee really tastes like this.
You’re just not used to it yet; you’ll adapt and learn how to appreciate it after drinking more.
Also, I did say it’s not bad – it’s true, much better than before…”
How could it not be better?
The simple task of making coffee resulted in a cup full of grinds with no milk or sugar, only large granules of debris.
These self-made dishes, with all the sauces thrown in, almost killed Lu Ping’an in one shot.
“I’ll try again!”
At this mont, the excited Zhi Xi, trying again, acted like a child who had just been born for three days.
How did she beco obsessed with cooking?
Lu Ping’an didn’t know either.
It was just that she asked Lu Ping’an about the taste of delicious food described in the books when she was reading.
Explaining the taste of food to soone without a digestive system?
Lu Ping’an didn’t have that skill, but he had that Ability.
“Life Resonance” was a professional specialty of Active Weapon Specialization, which allowed sharing sensory experiences with one’s “living weapon.”
The origin of this Ability, derived from his combat skills, was his Gardener profession’s “ntal Perception Lv1” and the professional Ability, “Listening to Life.”
Later, after getting “Life Sharing” from Guan Xinxian, his abilities further mutated.
[Black-iron level spell Life Sharing: Share senses with the target plant, including but not limited to pain, touch, sll, and others.]
Lu Ping’an’s integrated “Life Resonance” allowed sharing most senses with his living weapon, truly treating the other party’s limbs as his own.
Now, it had beco a bridge for sharing “delicious” food.
And Zhi Xi, who tasted her first bite of cake in her life, instantly beca uncontrollable.
She not only bought all sorts of delicious food for Lu Ping’an to taste and share, she also beca obsessed with cooking herself, and then poisoned Lu Ping’an…
Yes, poisoned.
In these days, Lu Ping’an had suffered karmic retribution with various “unprocessed raw-flavored dishes,” “over-processed tallic products,” and even had to use accelerated self-healing to survive.
“More lethal than a chef who doesn’t read a recipe is probably a chef who can’t eat their own cooking.”
Lu Ping’an realized that she wasn’t incapable of making a decent al, but her pursuit of the ultimate “taste experience” was causing harm to him.
However, there were so benefits – his All Weapon Specialization had inexplicably increased a lot these days, and even his “Life Resonance” seed to have improved.
But with each poisoned dish accompanied by a smile, Lu Ping’an felt increasingly familiar and exhausted by the situation.
“…This won’t do.
Not being able to feel the sensation of chewing is still a bit lacking.
I’ll help you get so bodies to possess, at least they can act as shields…
I an, think of it as testing your abilities…”
Perhaps Zhi Xi’s “possession” ability could give her the true taste of having a body.
But the result was subtle; it could be considered successful.
The new body (a magic monster from the Secret Realm) could indeed beco her vessel, but there was always a layer of separation.
Taste and touch still existed, but it was like trying to scratch an itch with a boot on – a little fake and wooden.
It was as if she was born without these sensory organs in the first place, just having an external phantom limb-like sensation, or, more like controlling a puppet, with only the operation feel being fed back.
Perhaps it was due to an innate defect in her soul.
As a “chanical lifeform,” she never had the function of taste from the start; only Lu Ping’an’s “shared” senses seed more “falsely real.”
“Last ti it was a bit too bland.
So, this ti, let’s add more chili pepper…”
With that, an entire small box of chili powder was thrown into the pot.
Lu Ping’an felt his scalp tingle, not wanting to see which dish required an entire box of chili added directly.
But he didn’t dare to slip away…
Last ti he ran, Zhi Xi prepared a “Manchu and Han Imperial Feast” for him when he returned.
“…if I keep an eye on her, at least she won’t put inedible materials in, right?” At this mont, Lu Ping’an was reminded of food-poisoned Captain Xia, with the story of “karmic retribution” echoing in his mind.
The only thing worth celebrating was that even amid the repeated fooling around, Zhi Xi’s “Cooking” life skill was growing at a bizarre speed…
This ant that even in her ssy cooking, she was learning proper cooking techniques, only that she found the dishes too bland.
As a matter of fact, she had already made up her mind to beco a chef…
Lu Ping’an was fortunate, as he had once again struck it rich as a Tool Man.
However, who was whose Tool Man was still quite difficult to say.
Perhaps it was because of her naturally tasteless mouth, she particularly loved heavy flavors, and her tastes were quite non-human.
Lu Ping’an sighed helplessly.
Anyway, since they could communicate, their relationship was not bad.
As a weapon born from Zhi Xi, it seed that she had grown a little crooked.
At least for now, she had no interest in the fighting and killing of battle-professions but was instead very interested in cooking skills she could never use.
Of course, this was also related to the fact that she hadn’t been on the battlefield yet.
These couple of days, she spent a lot of ti reading, catching up on lessons, and watching shows.
The things she watched went from “One Hundred Thousand Whys (Children’s Edition)” to “XX Sky Dance (Magical Girl Live Action Version),” then to “Workplace Battle Drama” and “Historical War Drama”…
Now it was back to Big Cat’s favorite “I Love You, You Love Him, He Loves His Circular Romance Drama.”
If this was the normal reading experience and taste growth of an individual, Lu Ping’an always felt sothing was wrong.
However, seeing Big Cat imrsed in watching the drama and Fang Wen silently following along on a small stool, it seed that there was nothing wrong at all.
Perhaps, after getting used to complexity and reality, they instead favored so simple fairy tales.
Maybe, after being forced to give up everything, they now had a reason to return to the past daily life that was once discarded, and to waste ti with peace of mind?
Lu Ping’an and Zhi Xi had also tentatively reached a cooperation intention, but the labor contract did not seem to be finalized, as Zhi Xi did not know what she most desired now.
“If possible, I hope to follow you and observe this real world through your eyes and perspective, through the Creator’s eyes.”
Of course, Lu Ping’an would not refuse such a wish.
In the practical testing, the two “rged” briefly only a few tis, and appeared to have no issues, then patiently waited for the weekend’s martial arts class.
The path initially pointed out by the ntor had already turned into reality and was in urgent need of further verification and guidance.
However, the ntor never expected that the originally anticipated four-year plan would be completed by Lu Ping’an in half a month.
Although…
“…Forget it, let teach you instead.
After all, I’m from the chef class of Ancient City University (kicked out)…”
Looking at the chanical girl who rarely showed excitent, Lu Ping’an sighed helplessly and got up to help.
“Hey hey hey, this thing is supposed to go into my stomach.
You can add chili, but what the hell is this self-ignited thing on the table?
What did you add?
Fuel?”
“Sugar?
This is salt; don’t play that old prank.
Even if your face says ‘I don’t have taste buds and can’t tell the difference’, it won’t work.
Although it is indeed cute, it’s useless – I know you can analyze it…
Hey hey hey, don’t make a stinky face, do you really want to poison to death?”
“If you want to eat it, just follow my instructions…
Wait, you don’t have any kitchen utensils.
How did you cut vegetables, by hand?
With an axe?
My axe?!
This is a pollutant?!”
This might be the most terrifying hellish kitchen ever.
In order to correct the chanical girl’s “fatal operations,” Lu Ping’an tried his hardest.
However, on the rare occasion under the gaze of others, he also smiled very happily.
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