Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 108: Spirit Healing Master

There’s no time like the present. As luck would have it, Jiang Qiuqiu and Mo Chengyu activated the virtual network in the living room and jumped into a PVP match in a spiritual manipulation game.

To Mo Chengyu’s surprise, Jiang Qiuqiu—who seemed so frail she might collapse from just cooking—was incredibly skilled at the game.

While she couldn’t match high-level Spiritual Power Controllers, she was a budding genius within the C to B-rank range.

"Qiuqiu, you’re so talented," Mo Chengyu exclaimed in admiration.

After winning the match, Jiang Qiuqiu touched her slightly flushed face. "Really?"

"Yes." She had rarely seen anyone play so well on their first try, especially someone who’d never had any spiritual power training. "You’re truly amazing."

"With talent like this, you won’t get tired so easily if you practice more."

’This little gaming console is incredible. It can actually train one’s spiritual power.’

Jiang Qiuqiu asked curiously how much the machine cost. "Can I use a machine like this to train at home too?"

"Uh—"

’Well, she *could*. A machine works the same no matter where it is. But!’

"This console is an old model from a few years ago. Even though the price has dropped a little, well—"

In the Federation, anything related to spiritual power was astronomically expensive.

The recovery helmets cost millions, and those were just entry-level products. A slight upgrade would be items like recovery pods. As for consumables like the Nourishing Liquid Mo Chengyu was constantly drinking, while a single vial wasn’t as pricey, drinking seven or eight a day still cost over a million.

And then there was the full-immersion simulator for training spiritual power. It might look like a gaming console, but in reality... it cost several billion.

Several billion for a discontinued model on clearance, at that.

Jiang Qiuqiu: ...

She couldn’t help but mutter, "Before I came here, I thought I was pretty well-off. I never imagined I wouldn’t even come close."

"This is professional equipment. They’re mostly found in schools. Who would buy one for their home? Besides, you really *are* wealthy. With your cooking skills, all you have to do is show them off a little, and people will be lining up to spend money on you." ’Like me,’ Mo Chengyu thought, ’I’d gladly spend a fortune.’

"And if you’re willing, you can come over more often! Look at this huge house—it’s just me here. I’m dying for someone to talk to."

Despite her bubbly personality, the loneliness that occasionally surfaced felt very real.

"I’ll come by often!"

"Deal! We still have some time. Want to play another round?"

The two played a few more rounds, having an absolute blast, until the Left and Right Guardians appeared to drag Mo Chengyu away. Seeing the time, Jiang Qiuqiu realized she had to get back to prepare food for her display window, so she got up to say goodbye.

Mo Chengyu watched as Jiang Qiuqiu’s small figure receded into the distance. ’Some naive girls are just so adorable,’ she thought.

’The way she talks is cute, the way she dresses is cute, her eyes are cute... everything she does is so cute.’

After her moment of reflection, she immediately ran to her second-floor bedroom and pulled out a stack of notes she had taken during her time at Federation University’s spiritual power academy.

A person’s spiritual power doesn’t just vanish for no reason.

Every case of it disappearing is a gradual process.

Take her, for example. Because she had stayed up all night watching mecha competitions, pulled all-nighters modifying mechas, and poured her entire being into them, her spiritual power had been abnormally depleted, leading to a spiritual power disorder.

It was a long-term process, and recovery was difficult. It certainly wasn’t something that one Spirit Helmet and a couple of vials of Nourishing Liquid could fix.

But Jiang Qiuqiu was completely different.

Her spiritual power was consumed as naturally as pouring water from a kettle, and all she needed to recover was that little old Spirit Helmet... No, according to what she said, before she even had the helmet, she could recover just by sleeping.

There was only one type of person who exhibited all these traits.

A Federal Spiritual Healer.