The girl had her hair tied up in a high ponytail and was dressed in a thick, floral-patterned jacket.
Her eyebrows arched slightly upward, and the corners of her lips curled into a smile.
What stood out the most was the teardrop-shaped mole near her right eye, resembling a tiny heart.
She raised her hand and pointed at Yun Xiaoxiao.
"You're amazing. I like you."
Her words were bold and straightforward, spoken without hesitation.
Yun Xiaoxiao's lips twitched slightly.
She couldn't understand why she had suddenly been "confessed" to.
But she knew the girl wasn't lying.
The intimacy level between them was already at 95%.
Curious, Yun Xiaoxiao observed the girl more closely.
She was also an ability user.
And her abilities were quite unique—three in total: Damage Transfer, Wind Elent, and Replication.
Damage Transfer was sowhat similar to Zhao Rongyan's Retribution ability.
It ant that any harm directed at her wouldn't directly affect her but would instead be transferred elsewhere.
Wind Elent was straightforward—it allowed her to manipulate wind, creating lethal attacks or enabling her to fly through the air.
As for Replication...
Yun Xiaoxiao was particularly intrigued.
Even in her past life, she had never encountered soone with a Replication ability.
According to the Scumbag Detection Panel, this ability allowed the user to duplicate sothing.
But how exactly it worked and what could be replicated remained a mystery.
"My na is Qu Xiaobei. What's yours?"
Qu Xiaobei flew over to Yun Xiaoxiao, tilting her head as she examined her curiously.
"Yun Xiaoxiao."
"Wow, that's such a pretty na! I'm almost seven years old. How about you?"
"Just turned six."
"Really? That's great! Now I have a little sister!"
Yun Xiaoxiao: "......"
Who said anything about being your little sister?
"Dad said I'd et my best friend for life today, and he was absolutely right!"
Qu Xiaobei smiled, her expression one of satisfaction.
Her face was lively and animated.
When she smiled, she gave off the vibe of a carefree, cheerful girl.
"Dad?" Yun Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, oh, right, you haven't t him yet."
Qu Xiaobei pursed her lips, then covered her mouth and whispered with a wink, "Actually, he's just an old charlatan."
Yun Xiaoxiao's eyebrow twitched.
What...
"Co on, let's go! We've got stead buns at ho. They should be ready by now. Let's hurry back and eat."
With that, Qu Xiaobei grabbed Yun Xiaoxiao's hand and flew toward the edge of the city.
This was the opposite direction of the clock tower.
The clock tower was located in the easternmost part of the city, while they were now heading west.
Yun Xiaoxiao knew Qu Xiaobei ant no harm and was genuinely curious about the Replication ability, so she didn't resist.
After flying for about twenty minutes, they arrived at a... temple in the suburbs.
The temple was perched on a low hill on the outskirts of the city.
It looked dilapidated, as if it might collapse at any mont.
The left wall near the entrance was propped up by a large wooden beam, barely holding it together.
Inside, the temple was empty and deserted, resembling an abandoned shrine.
"Wow, I can already sll it! The buns must be ready!"
Qu Xiaobei excitedly stared at the only roof emitting smoke and pulled Yun Xiaoxiao toward it.
Passing through an arched gate, they finally reached a slightly cleaner courtyard.
The snow in the yard had been swept away.
Directly ahead was the main hall, with smaller halls on either side.
At that mont, thick smoke was billowing from the roof of the building on the right.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Suddenly, a coughing sound ca from inside the building.
The voice was muffled and slightly hoarse.
A mont later, an old Taoist priest in a gray robe ca running out of the smoke-filled room.
Inside, there was a loud "bang," as if sothing had exploded.
"Dad, where are my buns?" Qu Xiaobei asked, tilting her head.
The soot-covered old priest, still hunched over and coughing, pointed inside.
Before he could say anything, Qu Xiaobei cheerfully dashed inside.
She moved as fast as the wind.
Yun Xiaoxiao didn't even have ti to stop her.
Within seconds, Qu Xiaobei ca rushing back out at the sa speed.
Standing next to the old priest, she coughed uncontrollably.
Yun Xiaoxiao: "......"
What kind of bizarre duo were these two?
She stood quietly to the side, waiting for them to finish coughing.
"Dad, you blew up the pot again!"
Qu Xiaobei caught her breath, wiped away the tears caused by her violent coughing, and glared at the old priest with her hands on her hips.
The old priest straightened up, panting, and waved his hand with a smile.
"An accident, just an accident."
"But this is your 108th accident!" Qu Xiaobei pouted.
"Heh, it's not the 109th yet, is it? Don't worry, next ti, I promise I'll make the buns for you."
"Really?"
"Really, as true as gold."
The old priest's eyes glead with a hint of guilt as he smiled.
He then turned and noticed Yun Xiaoxiao standing in the courtyard.
"And who is this?"
He studied Yun Xiaoxiao, raising an eyebrow curiously.
"Dad, don't you rember? You said if I flew east today, I'd et my best friend for life. Well, here she is! I brought her back!"
Qu Xiaobei proudly ran over to Yun Xiaoxiao and linked arms with her.
The old priest raised an eyebrow, stroked his non-existent beard, and nodded repeatedly.
"Hmm, not bad, not bad. Judging by your faces, the two of you do share a deep bond."
After this cryptic remark, he suddenly changed the subject and looked at Qu Xiaobei.
"Xiaobei, the rice jar is empty."
"Huh? No rice left?"
"Just one grain."
"Oh, okay, that's good."
Listening to their conversation, Yun Xiaoxiao wasn't sure how to react.
She understood every word, but when put together, it made no sense.
Was one grain of rice supposed to be a good thing?
Was it even enough to fill a tooth?
Before she could figure it out, Qu Xiaobei clamped her mouth shut, covered her nose, and rushed back into the building.
A mont later, she erged.
In her hands was a large plastic basin.
She opened her other hand, revealing a single plump, glistening grain of rice.
Then, she clenched her fist around the grain.
When she opened it again, one grain had beco two.
Yun Xiaoxiao: "!!!"
She stared in shock.
Qu Xiaobei repeated the action.
Two grains beca four.
Over and over, the large plastic basin was soon filled to the brim with rice.
Even Yun Xiaoxiao, who usually remained unflappable in the face of chaos, couldn't help but show a rare expression of surprise.
So this was... the Replication ability?
But...
She had assud it was used to replicate other people's abilities.
Never did she imagine it would be used to replicate rice!
While duplicating food was undeniably impressive, it also felt a bit... underwhelming?
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