Chapter 300 Qiong: Rice Cakes and Snakes Are Not Allowed in the Kitchen
Chapter 300 Qiong: Rice Cakes and Snakes Are Not Allowed in the Kitchen
If Lithost really does have a dual personality, then many inexplicable things can be explained reasonably.
However, more concerned with the value of money than with whether Lithost was mentally unstable, Pine Sparrow continued to search for valuables—in Qiong's eyes, Pine Sparrow was simply looking for treasure in a garbage dump.
"Give up, Sparrow. He probably knows there's nothing here..."
"No, there must be some, right? If there wasn't, wouldn't we have come for nothing?"
Undeterred, the sparrow rummaged through boxes and cabinets, trying to find what she wanted among a pile of wooden crates used for storing dog food.
"Didn't Lithost leave behind any valuable possessions?"
Qiong looked at Song Que helplessly, just about to advise her not to waste time going back to eat something good and then pack her things to set off for that Ruimu place another day. Suddenly, Song Que shouted excitedly.
"Hehe, perseverance pays off. I knew it! How could we not find it? We found it!"
Qiong glanced at Song Que, who, with dust on his face, pulled a relatively new but scratched small box from under a pile of junk. Was it reasonable for a locked (relatively) box to be found among a pile of junk?
This is definitely a treasure that Lithost hid!
Song Que couldn't wait to take out the master key and aim it at the lock on the box. After fiddling with it for a long time, he suddenly looked at Qiong for help.
"Um... Qiong, we can't open it. Why don't you give it a try?"
Qiong: ...
Who would need an accomplice to help them pick locks when they're a thief (or a Robin Hood)? It's one thing to be incompetent, but the tools they use are also subpar. A master key, indeed! It's less useful than a metal wire in their hand.
Unable to look directly into the pine bird's pitiful eyes, Qiong stepped forward and took out the metal wire she had just used. A moment later, the lock opened.
"Hey, it's open. But you should throw away that damn master key you used to have; I bet it's fake—"
"Qiong, I absolutely adore you! You're our lucky star!"
Suddenly, the sparrow pounced and wrapped itself around Qiong's neck. Qiong immediately pushed the overly excited sparrow away with a look of horror—"I love you to death," she thought, "I don't think that's a good word."
Song Que didn't mind Qiong's resistance; she quickly opened the box with a gleam in her eyes. But the next second, the light in her eyes vanished.
There was no gold or silver treasure in the box, only a few crumpled pieces of paper and a pile of pebbles.
"What...what the hell is this?"
Song Que looked disappointed. What normal person would stuff pebbles into a box?
Qiong picked up the papers, trying to figure out what was going on.
The handwriting was dense and crooked, like a child's. Was Lithost's handwriting really that bad? Or was he writing it in a hurry?
After careful examination, Qiong could tell that some of the names were people's names. However, some of these names were highlighted in red ink…
"The name on this paper? Song Que, what do you think?"
"We don't understand it... It doesn't seem to have anything of value or evidence. Should we just go back?"
Finding nothing of value, the sparrow's enthusiasm waned. It became less interested in other things.
"Song Que, be serious! We're the madmen you described, the ones who kill countless people and have no history of crimes!"
"But I just can't understand it!"
Song Que's demeanor didn't seem like acting, and Qiong gazed at her meaningfully for a few seconds.
So Master Songque was actually semi-illiterate? Qiong suddenly became very curious about how Baiji managed to train an adult semi-illiterate person into a proper teacher at St. Freya, and even give them the ability to write a book...
Unable to rely on Song Que, Qiong could only rely on himself. Looking at all these names, he didn't recognize a single one. He also couldn't determine whether this was a list of eliminated contestants from the Ten Arts War or a payroll for the staff... But one piece of paper, which looked like it had been soaked in water, had no text but only pictures, and the pictures on it looked somewhat familiar.
"It feels a bit like..."
Ten signs of misfortune?
No, not exactly the same! But I must say, it's quite similar to the illustration for Song Que's self-written novel, which he only saw once and which has no name or publisher. It's even much clearer than that one!
Thinking of this, Qiong put the papers away—they were useless, but they were his now. Especially that picture; he'd put it in his exploration log!
……
Insects are everywhere.
The tiny insect naturally went unnoticed by the two. While Qiong was still futilely studying and commenting on the paper, and Songque was trying to persuade Qiong to go home, the tiny insect had already completed its task as an informant.
It flapped its wings and left silently, without the two of them noticing.
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"Hmph hmph hmph~"
Humming softly "Salted Moon," a song that Qiong used to love playing on repeat on her phone, Kiana stood guard in front of the pressure cooker in the kitchen, accompanied by Bai Ji.
Seeing Kiana's happy expression, Bai Ji couldn't help but recall that before returning, Qiong Qian had repeatedly told him to call her "Teacher" three times and warned him that "rice cakes and snakes must not enter the kitchen," to which he immediately agreed.
Unfortunately, by the time he returned, Kiana had already taken control of the kitchen and used abilities that Baiji couldn't comprehend to make various props and ingredients fly around...
Recalling Qiong's instructions, Bai Ji still decided to say a few words of advice.
"Miss Rice Cake, why bother cooking yourself? The servants I hired may not be the best, but they are still renowned chefs in Langqiu. Why would you want to compete with a chef for a job?"
Because Kiana uses her superpower-like cooking methods (Honkai energy is omnipotent), the Bai family's chef has been on paid leave since yesterday noon...
But once Kiana has made a decision, how could Baijila possibly bring it back?
"No, no, you don't understand. This is the first time I've prepared mutton for Qiong. It's very meaningful."
Kiana didn't turn her head, focusing intently on the pressure cooker.
"And I have great confidence in my cooking skills."
Baiji: ...
If "confidence" refers to having already ruined a pot and then looking for an induction cooker while being unfamiliar with gas stoves, and even wanting to use "Honkai energy" as fuel, then the cooking skills of the humanoid beings (at least the snake-like ones) on the third planet are truly worrisome...
Bai Ji shook his head helplessly, and was about to say something more when Kiana spoke up first.
"Hmm...it doesn't feel right."
"What's not enough?"
One bowl of mutton soup isn't enough!
Kiana slammed her fist into the palm of her other hand, her purple eyes reflecting Bai Ji's helpless sigh.
He felt awkward about stopping Kiana from cooking, explaining that it was Qiong's request and might succeed, but it could easily damage their relationship... What could he possibly do? Now, not only had he done it, but it seemed he would have to continue.
"Teacher Bai, do you have goji berries on Mars?"
"What is that?"
Bletilla striata, an inquisitive person, was a little curious about an ingredient she had never heard of before.
"Never heard of it? Or is it not called that? If not, chives will do. It's the kind of plant that keeps growing back after you cut it."
"Chinese chives……"
He vaguely remembered it, but if he wasn't mistaken, it was something like an aphrodisiac or kidney tonic? And who was Kiana going to give an aphrodisiac or kidney tonic to...?
Haha, he got it. It seems like mutton is included too.
Kiana looked at Bai Ji, waiting for his answer so she could proceed with her special menu for today.
To win over a star core spirit entering puberty, you must treat him as gently as possible to capture his heart, surround him with love, and make him blush—but Mei has already cleared the level and, quite immorally, blocked the way.
Therefore, Bronya, in addition to the old path, also explored another, a wicked one—excitement. Even close physical contact.
In Bronya's model, as long as the stimulation is adequate and pleasurable, Qiong will definitely enjoy the feeling and want to do it. There's an old saying in China: familiarity breeds fondness. Wouldn't feelings deepen over time?
This was originally Bronya's backup plan for Mei, but since the main path had already been cleared, Bronya shelved this somewhat immature plan. No one else needed it either, because they simply didn't have the opportunity!
But Kiana is different; she is the Herrscher of the End, the goddess who governs the power of dreams in the Solar System. Facing a future Kiana with maxed-out mental resistance, she naturally couldn't use this move without alerting Mei. But the current Kiana… her paper-thin resistance is even weaker than Seele's!
The only problem is that doing so will inevitably lead to mental strain on the lower back. Although Qiong is physically strong, she is, after all, the End...
If you want to keep Qiong in good condition in your dreams, you can only do so in reality by gently nourishing her blood and energy... Qiong should eat more so that she can eat more in her dreams!
"We're back!"
From a great distance, Kiana, with her keen hearing, caught the listless chirping of the sparrow.
"Has Qiong returned?"
Kiana, beaming with joy, immediately left the kitchen to greet them.
"rice cake……"
"What's wrong, Teacher Bai?"
Cecilia's image exudes maternal radiance, and Bai Ji feels as if he wants to say something but doesn't know what to say.
"Take care of yourself..."
"Yes, thank you for your concern."
"I'm referring to Qiong's body. Physically, he's still a teenager, and mentally, he's still a child. He can't withstand—"
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing! Darling, you're back—"
Kiana bursting out of the door showed no ladylike demeanor whatsoever; only in front of Sora did she become the gentle, considerate, quiet, and beautiful Kiana.
However, this is a tiger in cat's clothing, a tiger that has eaten meat but is getting hungrier and hungrier.
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Three hundred chapters...
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